A Wasted Love

Waihi Daily Telegraph, Volume V, Issue 1242, 4 February 1905, Page 4

A Wasted Love

CHAPTER XXVJII to & at tho bottom of girlajwod beside her-in their dear ?" nnd sjjf l paper parcel whicli when Madge was pnckI you," she said in ft low ere, madam; I think I if to my room with some I sort, I'll run and see," bad left the room Madge !, h*3ld it in her han.l for I jut the string and broke | lin a low vice, " they mnd them the night he oor." She looked at them orness, "They are the I have," sho said, lifting , "Will you think me y that I would rather lose trie grana luiogs madam gave me the Hpaiher day than these ? See, there is his —" • ■ i' jffle stopped, for Irene, who hod slid her W Watiiround Madge's neck andjmther face V< ag3o3t suddenly K B peibaok;s , v ,' ; "My lookU" broke from her lips. ! Mice's hand closed over the things and Ine turned wliite as isbe looked ni :; . IrSne, rb she stood with trembling lips anc

heading bosom. .* *• " £■-r eaid Madge almost|:inauaibly. "Yours! I-1 thought it was his • own. I—:—" She ceased and held out £> the lookct. " Take it," Bhe said hoarsoly, Ik with a dazed expression in her e,ves. rer "Takeit—l do not want it," Irene . HP* fought hard to regain bar composure. n'A i She put Madge's hand back, and forced ft'T alaflgh, • •TOy dear Madge." she said. "Why ■ —why should I? 'I gave it toEoyoe—- ''' • when ? oh, long ago, Why shouldn t I f give it to him ? My-my brother! Don't looks so scared, Madge." She laughed - , a'dMff. '' And even if I oared for it, do ' you think I would rob you of it ? It be* ? ■■■■• longs to you as—as he does 1 flush, the girl is coming back!" _ . ' , Madge sat with ths packet in her hand - ' • while Marion fussed about; aud she still :■ .* held it when Irene and tnemaid had gone, and she—Madge —was left alone. - An awful suspicion was bearing down upon her. Little incidents which she hail not noticed at the time of their occurrence flashed v ,upon her memory. Why had Irene turned white at the sight of the locked if it had meant nothing whensho , ; • gavek? Why did Irene Always relusoto accompany them when they wentout to- , i- gather? ' , , !j fThese and similar questions crowded j I' upon her, and seerped to stifle her. She rose and stretched out her hands, ■ • panting as if for air, and as if she were pushing, the miserable suspicion from her- \ "No.no; I will not believe itl" she said at last. "Itis Ihe loves; fle never loved ljer, never I He is my Royoe P' Andln a kind of desperation she thrust the paoket out of her sight. . CHiPTEB XXIX It was the night of the ball. Invitations • had been Bent ont freely, and guosts were expected from far and near; there had not been suoh a gathering of the county families for years' ' Madge, as Marion dressed her tried to remember the names of some of the people Irene had told her about; but she felt confused and bewildered, for she knew that the whole affair would prove a fresh Ordeal for her. Irene had taught her one or two square danoes and the new waltz, and had been astonished at Madge's quickness and aptitude. She assured her that she would • danoe as well as any .oho. in the room ; too - well, indeed, for most of the young country squires, who' were mOre at home in the hunting field than the ball-room. But ,' ■ Madge was doubtful. A mistake which one of their own people might make would pasß unnotwed, whereas she knew any blunder on her part would attract atten* tion, and be the subject of remaik. " Nearly ready, jfladge ?" said Koycl, from the adjoining room. '" May I come in ?" He stood still as ho entered, and gazed at her with wondering admiration. The dress of black lace, relieved by ecarlet poppies, harmonized perfectly .with' Madge's rich loveliness, and she looked raporb as sho stood before hinvholding a bouquet oi faint, yellow blossoms. "My £wordl'' he exclaimed at last. " This is war paint withja vengeance 1" "Do I look so like a savage ?" she murmured, He put out his hand to draw her to him, but Marion uttered a cry of alarm. "Oh, please don't, Master Boyce 1 You'll crush her so !"■ Then abashed at her temerity, she flew from the room. " Marion regards you as a work of art, still wetanduntouohable," he said, "But you do look a tremendous swell, Madge, in that dress, and with madam's diamonds 1 By George, they never looked so well 1 I suppose it's no use asking you for the first or any dance ?" he added ruefully. Her face fell. "Why not?" , He laughed.

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" Oh, because husband and wife are not supposed to dance together, unless its tko last galop, audonly then on sufferance." She sighed, " I am always learning things," she said gently. ' Ave you sorry ,'Royce ?" aud she put her hand on his firm, " Sorry 1" hp said, " I'd like to dance all thu time wr'n you" •'Never mind," alio said; then with averted eyes she nddod: " Ynu will le üblo 'io dnnco with Irei;e, Enyce?". " Oh, yes," he replied, fastening his alei ve links "Me are not hu6baiid and wife, you know." " No," alio said in a low voice. " lvoyce " Well ho rospondod, looking up quickly, tbero was a touch of anxiety n her tone-

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