|Newspaper Title||The Daily News (Perth, WA : 1882 - 1950)|
|Trove Title||Money Or Wife ?|
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Money ©^ Wife ? ?? ' »??-? CHAPTER XIII.
When Colonel Da-wney reached' the Rectory that night 'he met with one disappointment. Mrs. Gresham told him 'Ilia* ? Miss ? Sinclair was so very' unwell that she 'had persuaded, her to atay in bed, 'She fainted just a little while; ago. I am really quite f,anxious about 'her,' she added, 'for she seems to mete toe
!ar too delicate for this kind of travel ing: Tie, From' what I gather,' she seems to be very much alone in the world.' ' i ' 'Pity she can't stay down faere, Tttits lir would «et iher up again.' Then Colonel pkwney brought a Bmile of pleasure' to Mrs, Oresham's faco by telling 'her that Lady Ellen had been so eager to join her iparty that evening. *'Oh, I wish she Acould have come,' the Rector's wife said. '&he is charm Ing, and looks so young.' 'Well, she Jg yc-urig,' replied Adrian Dawney, 'and she has had a .pretty rough time, poor -Xell!' ? .. ' . It 'was, after all, 'rather a quiet din ner party. Desmond Hammond was decidedly out of temper, Manon Laurie flung herself into the breach, and did all she could; but the young man re fused to sing, and as she candidly con fessed she was not much good' at piny ing 'her own accompaniments, tho musical part of the evening wna not n success, Twice Miss Laurie »toU» ui-- staivs to see. 'how Enhl wus. Truth 'to tell, she htul hud' tv fi'i'pnl shock when Enid had fainted. 'They are all so kind,' she said, a« slie perched herself for a momoni oa the bed 'for a little chul. 'Mrs. (3ro«* ham is. coming up to- see you Jual. lx-- ?fore ' you- settle down. Colonel Daw* ney has _ Bent you tha .proaei'l.ption' of the stuff ho gave you Ihla QCtornoon, What a nice man, Enid. /I think ho Is too fascinating!' Then Mlas ?Laiii'le laughed. 'Tihat silly 'boy! I bollovo he Is jealous of Colonel' Dawney.' ' Enid ;lay on her pillows anil listened. She did not feel strong enougn lotnlU; but later, when Manon Laurie hud loft her, she got up and went and sal by the window.
Only one day more in this quiet ann ?lovely 'haven, and then the hard world with again all its hardships, and nil. its bitterness! As she sat b*' the window Colonel Dawney and the Rector came out of the drawing-room and' walked acrons the lawn. They were smoking and chatting. Enid looked down at the tall soldier figure, and once when he ?laughed her face contracted. It .waa 'horrible how like he was to Julian! She wondere-j half vaguely, 'haltf pas sionately, whether this man, who toore so strong a resemblance to her hus-, 'band, would1 have been capable of the Hams cruelty as Julian? For. after
all, now she did not disguise 'from Tier self the fact that Julian Bryant was treating 'her cruelly/ and that money, and all that money meant, had taken such a grip of him that it was ap parently nothing one way or the other to him what happened -to her! This physical weakness tlmt was coming upon her so gradually and yet so surely, made Enid's position a hundredfold worse. 'I can't be ill,' she said to foerself passionately. 'I mustn't be ill!' At another time her. mood changed, and «he covered her face with her hands, 'There Is only one way out of it,' she said to herself dully. 'If I were dead then everything would remain smooth for him.' Nevertheless, so strong was youth and the call of Ufa within her, that Enid could not con template the thought of her own death calmly. She suddenly broke Into tears, and
she cried for a' long time. Then she got up and leaned her aching head against t'ho long window, and as she stood there ;Colonel Dawney came up 'from tho bottom O'f the garden alone, He ha,d accompanied the Rec-tor (who had been called to the village) as far as the lower gate. As he saw that white lace and slim figure - standing in. the soft moonlight, Colonel ' Daw- ney paused, crossed the lawn, an'J came and stood quite close '??under the window. 'Are 'you 'better?' he asked, in a soft but a clear voice. Enid drew back for ah Instant, ani then she stepped out on the balcony. 'Xo,' she answered nervously. 'I'm not very well. My .head is so bad and I can't sleep. It is so 'hot', isn't it?' 'Poor little girl!' said Dawney, ' '1 brought over some of that powder with
ne in cane you should require it. I'll (end it up to you -by 'Mrs, OreBham, I lave already given tier the prescrip :lon.' - 'Thank you,' .said- Enid. 'You -are *lnd.' 'I wW I could be really kind,' Adrian Dawney said. He still spokb In a low voice; h$ did not want others' to notice him. . 'Now, look here, MiBS Sinclair, he said.' \'We 'have only just met, and ? of c'ourse you can't know very much about me; but ? Well! I'm r, fairly decent sort of chap, and 1 should like to feel that you would turn to me and let me be a friend if at any time you had need of one.' 'I 'have no friends,' said Enid. ' ? ?????? When her servant rang -u\ ? the office ilgain, ho brought back the in formation that Mr.-' Tenderten had left for the country. Lady. Ellen felt Inclined to cry. 'Adrian always told me that he was a horrid man,'- she1 said to herself; 'and yet,' was the next thought, 'what ami to do -without him?' ? At this very moment -the dogr was opened ' and JuHan Bryant . was an nounced. Lady Ellen greeted him almost affec tionately. / 'Oh! you are a nice creature,' she said. 'I'm so lonely and so sorry for myself that I'm positively shedding tears.' - - f ?
''I hear that you called on me this morning. I'm awfully' sorry I was not there,,. Lady Ellen.' I had an idea that . you wero going abroad.' 'What are you doing with yourself?' she answered him with a question, as he sat down and she gave him some tea, 'You look better, -not 'that you were ever ill; .but you don't look so well, I was going to say so worried; but, of course, that Is perfectly stupid; what could there be to' worry you? I am the person who gets the worries!' Julian looked at her quickly and stirred his tea, He .did not speak for a moment, and the,n he said ? 'Well, I'm not used to being idle, and it rather got on my nerves. You know, tbefore^I came Into this money, Lady Ellen, I'. was driving a taxi; and I had( to put in some real rough' work before I was 'fit' to do that. ' Well, I've gone back to' it.'1 \ ^ Lady Ellen clapped her hands. ' ' . 'You're driving a taxi,' she sai,d. ? He smiled faintly. 'Not exac-tly; but H'm starting a motor business. I must do something,' he added listlessly. 'Is it a public matter? Can I have some shares in it, Mr, Bryant?' .? 'All the shares you want if it is ? ?turned into a company; at present It is simply nothing but a 'kind of amusement for me.' -He drank his tea and then, he look ed at her very steadily. (To be' Continued.) .,