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To-day's Short Story I PLAYED BY AN ACTRESS They were two special favourites of the public, and made love to each other very naturally and sympathetically upon the stage. If they were real lovers Rose Greville would have esteemed herself fortunate, but Julian Blake had logt his heart to quite a different girl, and entertained towards Linda Soss, a young actress in the company, real feelings which had no analogy with stage sentiment. He often walked home with her, but as she and Miss Creville shared rooms -they always went together, and he never saw one without the other. If he called, as ho soometim,es did, it was the same thing; he saw them both, or occasionally Rose alone, but never Linda. Men always lack the instinct which is so keen in women, and it never occurred to him that this was adroitly managed by somebody who had a lively interest in managing it; and in hie blindness he never saw that Miss Greville cherished a deeper feeling towards him than that of mere friendliness. The tour of Felicia was nearly finished, and the chances of a tete-a-tete seemed as far off as ever, so Julian made up his mind to write. He would take advantage of the pretty, quaint, foolish old festival of St. ■Valentine, which happened just then, to send Linda a missive iraugnt with hopeful love. So he sent a floral heart made of real violt3, In the centre of the heart lay a direct and manly epistle-his avowal of love-and he begged her to wear a tiny posy of violets the following night if she accepted his suit. If he did not see them on her dress he should know he had been uneuo- eessful. When the precious box containing it was duly delivered by a common-place postman it BO happened that Rose saw it first, and at once recognised the handwriting upon the cover; Curiosity, and something stronger—perhaps both jealousy and appre- -hension-shot through her like an acute pang of physical pain. She took the box in her hand, looked hard at Linda's name in his writing, hesitated, looked again, and then, yielding to an overmastering impulse, tore the thing open. Then came the direst temptation she had ever know*n; a-iid oh! how she fought and strove to put it from her until—until—her passionate, selfish love conquered her, and she threw the letter and the fragrant, deli- cate heart into the fire. The violets—alas! for the love that breathed with their per- fume-were long in burning, and Rose hastily tore up the box and paper which had enshrined them to feed the reluctant flame; but they were consumed at last. When Julian saw that Linda did not wear his flowers he naturally supposed him- self to be a rejected loverand Bote took care there were no interviews or chances of mutual explanation. Rose obtained a first-rate engagement at me of the principal West End theatres, and managed to use her influence successfully in securing the leading male part for .luiiin Slake. He thought it very friendly of her, and was grateful accordingly; and thus one tie between them was established..Ch,y had aJways acted well together, and botii* tveie successful in their new parts .and shared each other's triumph. That wa.s another tie Still, he did not love her. In his solitary ttnd moody hours he often thought of Linda and sighed. Once, in as indifferent amauner as he could assume, he. had aaked Miss Greville aoc-ut her—he knew they cor- responded at iutervaland ventured; to wonder if she were married. Rose was wicked upon impulse oftener than design, .and she hated and despised herself for tell- .ing, him, as she did, that she believed I :LC L ,was, and had been, engaged for sometime Then Julian forced himself into the pre- lent, and reflected on Rose's friendship and ^he gratitude he owed her. It was impos- tible for him to help seeing that she pre- erred him to any other man, thoughshe had Covers in plenty, and wealthy ones, too. "No ono marries his first love," he mused. "Eose is very kind and clever—it would be to our mutual interest to marry." The result was inevitable. He was drawn on imperceptibly further and further, until the fact c.f their betrothal seemed to have accomplished itself, and Rose achieved the object for which she had spoiled two lives. Linda Ross, working hard far away on a Northern tour. read glowing accounts in the pa.pers and ghed many secret tears, for, t-h-oii.-h she, too, had her art to think of, and the bu^^y moments of each day left no time for rep^mng. she was only a, woman, and loved Julian Blake—y-es, loved him still, in spite of the cniafring knowledge that he belonged to another henceforth. But as t.ime went c-n the name of Linda. Ross could not always remain unspoken. Independently of the fact that she oecu- piiona.i'Iv wrote t.o Rose and sometimes sent frankly kind remembrances to Juilia;r\ she was rising to no ordinary eminence in her profession, and the praise of her talent and ba-uty was in everybody's mouth. Rose Blake's f;ae would grow dark as she heard her former rival's name spoken in such J high and manifestly enthusiastic terms, and Linda was now in London, playing at a theatre close to that in which she and her husband were engaged, they might meet any day, after these years of separation. It was u disquieting probability. In the natural course of events they did meet. Mr. and Mrg. Blake were frequently invited to receptions where Mi" Ross was .cJøo a guest., and the enoounter was inevit- able but scenes like these are so tame and quiet off the stage. Lulling herself into fancied security again, and spurred and emulated by her rival's success in their common art, Rose threw herself once more heart and soul into work. A new play was shortly to be produced, in which she and Julian had splendid parts, a.nd they both Jead. and studied, and rehearsed with apparently tireless energy. Rose's physical and mental powers were 'not proof against these herculean efforts, and sn the very night when she had expected a preat public triumph Rose lay down exhausted from sheer overwork. A most efficient substitute for Mrs. Blake in list be fouard, or it meant "a serious loss financially. What leading actress with a name warranted to draw" could be secured ? The choice fell at once upon Linda Ross. A magnificent salary was offered her, and she accepted; and when Rose awoke from her delirium of fever and pain, and eagerly Inquired who was playing her part at the theatre, the unexpected reply: "Miss Ross," -came as a great shock The days seemed interminable until the Bright for which Rose longed, yet acutely •dreaded, came, and she might go to the theatre..She went early, and eat in the corner of her box to await the ringing' up of the curtain. Every eye was fixed, every ear strained. The stillness and. silence were profound. What was that stir which broke the veil? Firat, an impalpable rustle, then a rhispc-nng and sudden a-gitaition. What did t mean3 In another second the awful fatal word rushed like a thunderbolt, "Fire." The hor- frible reality was known. It had broken out i -how, none never knew—at the back of the upper tiers, and already, almost as soon as ithe alarm was given, the flames shot forth with fierce swiftness, and a frightful panic ensued. RoMe Trc I* a wild attempt to push through the human mass, animated by the nnp of reaching her husband, who was probably trying with all his might to approach her. JIad she endeavoured to move with instead of a-gainst the multitude, and to make her way out by one of the ordinary exits, she might probably have succeeded, as others did, for there were no lives lost there that flight; but all her brain and body were con- centrated into one 7inad impulse—Julian, Julian. she must get through that stage door to Julian. Juiian," she shrieked aloud. Then. with a mighty last effort she reached the door, but sank fainting on the threshold, and lay there unheeded, while the rest, fighting for 'their own lives, trod upon her in their Struggles, and there was none to help her. When Jalial Blake, few minutes after- "wards, managed to push opan the door from the other side, as the resistance againt it beoanae less, the tome was so near that it Bocrrcbed his face, and he must have inevi- tably havo perished had he attempted to go further in search of his wife. He needed not to do so. In the mere act of opening the door he stumbled against her insensible body, and stooping down, recognised her, braised and trainpled and disfigured as she was. jjotje w-oko to ocose; uisness soon, but felt Utile or no paim, and was abie to speak im. a weak, faiilang voice. Her faculties were apparently bright and unclouded, ajid she Ji^emed with pea-feet composure to her hus- band's faltering accents as he told her how the had found her. In these dying moments R,Dse bowed to the Nemesis which: had at last r overtaken, her. as she thought, and her fail- ing eroergies oen.tred in the wish to atone. She told Julian first, and then implored him to send for Lwsda. Her retrniest was granted, and hen Linda. Amm.-e Julian left them together. Rose ?re&H!<d her <,onf-sion into her friend's !be:ildered ea.r m a. few words. It wrae soon Aoid. aud she mak bae* øœustecL -fr,iil life was nearly spent, and the tide ebbed very fast. When Julian ca.me baok into the room he found his wife tranquilly breathing her last in Linda's arms. He was in time to receive one long look of love from her fast-dimming eyes. Another minute, and all was over. Rose Blake was dead, and her sins and shortcomings with her. Not for long months afterwards, though he necessarily saw her every night, did Julian breathe his wife's name to Linda Ross. or allllde to her sad confession; but when his grief became less poignant, and the old love, stronger and sweeter than even of yore. asserted itself, he sent his lovely and gracious lady a heart of violets upon St. Valentine's Day. What would have been your answer to that old valentine, if you had received it, Linda?" She looked at him, and he needed no other answer.

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