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Chapter NumberXIII
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Full Date1913-08-06
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Newspaper TitleThe Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)
Trove TitleMoney Or Wife ?
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JVToney or Wife ? ' » ? ' ? . CHAPTER Xli'l.— (Continuftd.) '

. 'What are you worrying. atoou-t?' Wb© asked. ? ? v ~ ' ? ;; ' ?- :' ' l:l:'''' She colored hotly, f -and'; then-She Staug-hed, ''?'?' -'? '?* ? . ?? 'Mr. 'PJeydell, whom I think you ISfcnow, Wttuld tall you that I make all ?.eny own worries; but I donj; thrnk I'm 'yecuHar .In that.;/'':-Most;..ofj;U8 make ?«o«r own worries, don't we?'

'Yes,' said Julian Bryant. Tt was his turn to color, and he did hbo vividly. . :v ? ;? . 'iplease forgive , me, if J venture on a ; nrery delicate subject; Dut I. don't think Vou 0Ught to be wo^ed^.^^^-tillleii.'' , She agreed wltlv/wy?:;in.%et!iretty ''?fashion. 'Nor do I; R Is. just force of clrcum bfc*tan-/es, you see.' ,. . 'If,' said Julian Bryant .with some Shesitatlonv 'if— I 'miffht b'b allowed w handle the worries! I have the honor ?*o regard myself as your friend, Lady IBllen, and I believe you look upon me .dn the same light, don't you? Well, ?then— will you !be very good to me?' Lady JSllen looked, at him and thwi I -Moolced aw&y. He was like, yet so i tinrlke, the inan 'eho loved. Julian w&s younger, hand/ I somor; to most women doubtless he would have been the more attractive; (tout she had always 'before her eyes I Mdrlan ©awney's ' face, with his I t'«troog, gmvo expression. She could

-6ce him now ao clearly as he had come 'towards her in tho little garden. She almost hated, herself for. letting N*ny otlier .man call her friend, and yet ;-Jife was so empty — so lonely! - 'I won't misunderstand you, Mr. '.'?IBryanit,' she said; Nbut do yon know.v ?j^I dom't think ![ must let you^ be good :«tto Jiio in the way you mean.. After all, jJMr. a?leydoll Is right;- ? I am horribly ^extravagant! 1 do make my own ^miseries, and 1 think It is. a good -fles-9on for me to flight and not put *them on io somebody elso.' \ T don'it quite agree with you,' ^Julian -Bryant said. In She smiled at him. A' ' fir 'A-h!' «ho said, 'you belong to the fiype of msm who hatea to see any twoman li^hlin^ and ' struefgllngj and

? ihi,rrk« that all women should be ten* i«derly guarded and kept away; from '?^everything- that Is rough and cruel.' - i He 'turned, white to the Jljvs, And. did- *not speak for a mament; and then he .*»aidi— ':' .-.'??. . 'You— you judge, me wrongly, Lady -aKHon. I am afraid I donM merit this (good opinion.' ' - He was thinking In his turn of isomethin® other than' this '?charming little room, with this pretty, delightful ?woman facing him. Ho ihad gone back ifor an instant to the old sordid, nar row, unhappy life, with Enid always 3-rav-?, always resourceful, always bright-tampered; 'And the pang that ?wen-t through his heart . was like- a Spang of .mortal -pain. '.'.-' It was at\thts,.-ypry nroment that the j t)uller 'announced Mr. Tonderten. Thfe 'quick-eyed lawyer took In tho fact ?th&U-int.h ' theso people had a

confused, nervous expression; and his Jealous nature took flame at once, whilst at the 9ame time a quick, cun ? ning -suggestion came Jnto^hls'mlnd; .. '1 htar that you'raing -ine£up, 'tjady tBUcn,' ho said. '1 tried td'get itlirough to you several times; but then 1 I thought perhaps it would )bg. bettor if I I came to see you.' I 'That is very good of you,' said I iLady Ellen, with- an effort. , 'You I *npw 'XlT.'-'Bryarit, of course,'

'How do you do, 'Mr, Bryant.?' said the young lawyey. rather coolly. He accepted a cup of tea., and be^an talking in his most aggressive fashion, and ma v.ery^ -little a ?while «. Julian Bryant got uprand took. Mb departure. ''You are leaving trfwn again at once,' incjulred Lady 'BUen hurriedly, as she put her hand again into his. He nodded hls;head, ,. , ?','.? „, ''Yes, and you?' .?-; ?:;' V ?; 'Oh, r^ni very tih'certaln;..'' 1 .rather think I shall go to Hastings. 1 don't know If I can manage it, but I'm so sick of London! It baa tofcen so Ihot this year, 'Hasn't It?'

Julian did not shake hands with Tenderten; he simply gave him a nod, and as ho wont away the- 'lawyer laughed. , ; 'He hag dropped Into things . pretty quickly, haan't he?' Jie isald, -with a vsneor. 'One would never imagine, to look at him; that ho had toeen down »o low as to drive a cab.' i If he thought to surprise Lady Ellen, he failed. She feH suddenly ,a great repugnance to Mr. Tenderten. 'All, but you see,' she said, 'Mr,' Bryant would always be the right

thing, whatever he did'; and thtaVwas a speech which brought the 'riot: color f iivto Mr. Tenderten's ?yheeks. 'You. want to go tij Homburg, I hear,' 'he said, as he put down his cup. ' , :? '.V- ''['?? ?:' ? '? '.. . : ? .?;.'? 'Well, I think I shall go It you scan' come to my raecue,1 «ald Lady Ellen, ? ??, She realised' very quiekly that she' ' could, not afford; to qu&rrel with him, although at ; tho same time she

awa'ksned/ In this moment that she found him absolutely detestably - Ho laughed. / ,' 'I'm proud 'to. think ; that I can . bo of such Importance in your life, Lady Ellen,'1 he said. / : She »hrugged her aihoulders. 'Well, you are Very clever, and you have 'helped me so much.'

'And' -you want me- to h-elp you again?'-, ? ../...-???,.? :;-??,-?? , ? , There wa* a, note in . his* voice that. went to. the core of Ellen Crooper's proud heart. ? 'No;. I don't think so, Mr, Tender-, ten.' she said. 'I — I am already too fjeply In, your debt. I must just slrug-. gle on al6ng 'us best I can.' Ho gave her ft foxy look. OC course, he jumped at once to the conclusion that .Uryfi nt was going' to hftlp her. ?Tin' rorry,' \w ?akl. - 'I thought you would rely upon me, Ladjv Ellen.' ??' '?? 'I think.' she answered him frank ly, 'that I have boon- relying too much on everybody all my. llfiyund now It la tlmo l did ?somothJnsr for myself.; Do you know, Mr, Tender-ton,- I am' ?afraid Mr. Ploydoll Is right! As long as I remain in this house mid keep up.' all this! establishment, I shall never be out of debt. OC course, I shall hate giving It up, but' — fi'he shrugged her f -houldors— 'well, we have to do so many things we hate, don't we?' ? ' Ho looked at her . In a jmszled. fiiGhlon. He ! did. not. quite uncler&tand the drift of her Words. Certainly . ho

.vaa not prepared- f-or. this- 'declaration )'i Independence,'.' 'As 1 itold you some months ago, Lady Ellen. I never could seo the need for such ...a ??'??drantlc alteration in your life; and if you are still content to leave things to .me——'! 'Don'f thljik me .'ungrateful, Mr. Teiiderlen,' Lady Ellen said, 'If I de cide -to^wako up and do ajiinga for myself.' ? ?She -changed -the subject gracefully,' 'What have you 'boon do. Ing all 'this time? You haven't been In London, havo you?' ; ' 1 Mr. Tenderten enlarged 'upon Ws doings, and thre'wln a few big namus; but In reality he was perturbed, It was not at all.hlB game to let Lvdy Ellen got out of hie 'hands; and ho knfew ithat, without .help .from any body, If she 'chose to sell 'her valuables such as fihe had, ?dispose of' her pk turea and. 'her furniture, she 'would ba able 'to raise aufttclent money to. pay ?him, and at any rate to settle .the larger portion of her debts. ' He-! fell

.he ?' .'had .made a wrong move, and at once attempted 'to change this; but he' was not /wholly successful. .;?? ' 'Lady Ellen .sat some time after ho had gone away thinking deeply; and Bhe aiad just gone upstairs to dress for her lonely dinner when a note was brought 'to her, It was from Julian Bryant, Inside there was a little enclosure, and ^ this enclosure was a. 'blank cheque— 'I am Jeavlng to-morrow for' Ame- rica,' 'Julian wrote, 'My return is very uncertain. - Perhaps you 'have guessed that 1 am not. a very happy man, just as T have, guessed that you are tender-hearted and moat sym pathetic. I am asking you, therefore, to be good 'to 'me, end to permit me to stretch out a 'hand to you now that t know from your own admission that you; heed a friend's han'd; rlf I am guilty, of an act which shocks you, just tear/up this letter and all it contains and try some day to forgive me,' : ; Lady Ellen neither tore up the letter nor did 'sho answer It, She: took that ?U'ttle enclosure and locked It awayi among her jewels; her eyes were^ mois't as aho did so. He was so like

Adrian, that alone gave him a place In her thoughts; but eho liked him for himself also, and more so now that he had told her -ho Was unhappy. That night , after dinner sho wrote a letter to Mr, Pleydell and addressed It to his private eddreas. . . 'I want to' see you,' she wrote. 'I want j'ou to 'help me. I've tried to go against your good1 advJee, and novt I'm face to face with really great dU flcul.tW' Please help me to iputthem right. I am ready to make ftny: sacri fices and to start at once.' Another leifcter she wrote before shd went to 'bed— ;l 'Nasty- Adrian,' It began,— 'You know It was very, mean, of you toaend me away on iSeturday/ .because I did so badly want to. stay; and once upon a time you Invited me to be your guest. 'You shall; have',' you said, 'tho most charming, bedroom Imaginable, looking out over. the ,old gardens and the orchards away to t'ho' sea;' I never saw. that charming bed room; a cold-hearted farmer drove mo away. In a little while I shall have some news, to give you afoout myself1, ibut don't write ;to mo, at least ''for a month, because i. shah ??be far too 'busy tp answer j you. Ever yours,-- 2? ell. 'P.S.— 'Did you enjoy the mualc very, very much at tlio' Rectory?, I .went to bed. at ten. 1 hear the others played bridge till four ?o'clock 'In the mora ine. I am dorie with that lot. I shall never go there again!'