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TO-DAY'S SHORT STORY.] A Honeymoon…

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TO-DAY'S SHORT STORY.] A Honeymoon Quarrel. [ALI, RIGHTS RESERVED.] They were on their honeymoon, and it had not been a success—indeed, anything but a pleasant time. Who, or which of them, was to blame for this it would be impossible to say; doubtless, the wife blamed the husband, and the husband blamed the wife. The two were seated in the handsomely- furnished drawing-room of a large villa, facing: the blue waters of the still Mediter- ranean, with a clear moonlit sky overhead. Do you care to go to the opera to-nig-ht?" asked. It will pass the time," she replied, indif- ferently; "and you have tickets." "Oh! never mind the tickets," he returned Perhaps you would 'prefer to remain ftevo and rest quietly; it is very pleasant." Very pleasant," she repeated, ironically, to sit here with the cnoice of staring- either at you or the wail japer. some people say you are scood-iookuig, but-" Her lip carted sarcastically, which he saw, and frowned. "There is the sea," he remarked. "Yes; it's very interesting. I suppose you will go in any case?" she asked, omotii-erin^ a. yawn. Their eyes met. In he; a was a mocking ligi^t; in his keen penetration, but h.e did not speak. Well," she said, don't look -"0 blue. Silence is, of courts, g-olden. Why not take a ytroll the promenade? it's livehei there. Po ssibly you wouid not feel so bored." I might not," he answered gravely. Husbands and wives are not expected it) amuse each other," "he returned. FONu- nately, that it; one thiIlg which does not come under the category of matrimonial duties; it is not mentioned in the marriaje service, as far as I recollect. It's a good thing we a.re not expected to try, tor tl.e result in cur case would ho failure." He rose with an impatient movement, and as he walked towards the room deer said: If you intend going to the ,p,ra, it i61 time fo you to dress." Left alone, a curio:;s imile played across her features for a moment; and settled *n:;es of pain allowed in the ironical curve of her lip. The pallid light of the moon fell athwart her face, which, although not faultleee in its beauty, was yet si::g'ilnrly fascinating. For a t:mc she became lost in a reverie. ?hc was wondenn if people who m'Hricd for love were in any decree happier or m?re mise-rabie than she was. There a new linger, a Madam Latirrm, at the opera that night, a beautiful woman, witb a \oice of marvellous power, and sÍle t-aw that her husband wa.s fascinated, for his ejes were fixed on the aotress. He was no longer bored, and his face had lost that look of indifference that irritated her so. Only once did he address her, and that was to a",lt: "Do you not think Madam Latima has a most wonderful voice?" Oh, beautiful—perfectly delightful." she feturned with exaggerated enthusiasm and unnecessary emphasis. Jealousy had clasped its chill finger round her heart, and it was with the utmost diffi- culty she could sit calmly and listen to the aingi^g1 of Madam Latima. They drove home to tile villa. in silence, for the aggravating husband made no further P remarks about the singer. Next morning at breakfast she asked: cival. how much longer are we to stay You would possibly like to see the Car- nival, Irene?" "Oh! the Carnival. Not much, but still stay—only I am afraid you will find it duli." "Dull! Do you really think so?" She felt his eyes were searching her face, and there was something in hie- look that sent the blood to her cheeks. WEil. I suppose it is monotonous for both of us. At any rate, it is deceiving to others.' And she laughed aggravatingly. "They think we are a devoted o'}uple." Then, why not let tl1em continue to t'.ink he replied calmly, 'and with an indif.1 ft rence that always raised her angcr. "Oh! it doesn't matter, cf course, not in the slightest degree. Tftey would not under- stand if we told them that we had been mar- ried by a reluctant, if mutual, conecnt. An ironical curl of the lip, and she added, "I do not remember if you even proposed Yes, I did, aud you aCCCPL0lj me," 1e returned, with the same calm indifference. Her eyes blazed. I wi.;h now I had been wise and said no," she answered. He did not reply, but buried himself in the "Times." Rhe was young, beautiful, rich, and dressed charmingly. He was grocd-looking, poor, but heir to a baronetcy. Their people had arranged everything. H>. mother and hers had been specially eager, and the marriage had taken plaoe by mutual consent. A long silence, when edie said again, and with sarcasm: Do ycu know, I really believe there are people who think ours was a love match. One's friends are so wise. Now, if it had been a love match, there are people who would say that you married me for my-" Very well. you need say ao more. I can finish the sentence for myself." The «me day they were seated in the gar- dens, when Irene said suddenly and care- lessly I forgot to say that I had written to dearest mamma asking her to come and stay with me. She has never been in the Riviera." An ominous silence, then he said abruptly: You might at least have had the common courtesy to consult me." Why should I consult you? I tell you, Percrval, time hangs so heavy that I must invite someone." Irene, you might have chosen somebody «<lse." Her mother was no favourite of his. I prefer dearest mamma to all the world. She Joves me. I won't be lonely after her arrival. I shall go everywhere with her," ebe conoluded enthusiastically.. You are complimentary to me," he re- turned. "There is no reason," she said defiantly, "why you should net go your way and I mine? As we are married we have to make the hcet of it." Or the worst of it," he added. Her lip ourled sarcastically. "We are living snch an amicable life 'hat there is no reason why we should consult each other. Do you "I see perfectly," he replied. Irene, ao ycu ever look forward to a time when you won't regret our marriage?" She averted her face, but did not speak, and at the same moment her eyee lighted on Madam Latima, who happened to be passing. Your divinity with the wonderful beauty and the marveilollS voice," she said oally. He glanced at the actress, but did not speak. Madam Lar ilia was not so attractive oft the stage a" on. That night Irene went o"t alone to post a letter. Somewhat surprised at this un- usual J>roe-?din, P¡>rci,:¡! said Dl>t.hing, ut as a considerable tame eiar. ed and sh did not rrtr.rn he twoame alarmed, and went out in search of her. He had nude his way To the Post Office ttmd some ;ii.tanc-e- beyond it without obtain- ing any trace of his wife. Suddenly h saw her on the opposite fide of the street, talking in a very earnest manner to a man who was wearing a long light overcoat. He "texKl watching them for some time, when he saw her part with the stranger, then hasten away along the street toward the villa. When he entered Irene was seated in the drawing-room serene and innocent-looking. He was very pale, and there were hard, set Mnes aoout bis mouth. Your letter took a considerable time to post," he said. standing some little distanoe arart from her. i Her lip curled slightly, and her voic^*had tbat tone that always aggravated him a fhe teid: You cannot meian me to believe that you regretted my absence or longed for my return ?" It is my duty tD take care of you," he replied, his features calm and set. Unfortunately, it is. I am sorry ypù are tied so closely to me. Are you?" she asked, her lip curling ironically as before. He did not answer her question, but said: "Alarmed at your long ati?ence, I went out in search of you." A shadow passed across her features, ?nd after a brief silence she replied: "Percival. I want you to do something for me. Will you promise to do it?" I promise to do it if I can," he returned. She moved uneasily, glanced at his pale, set features, then began: Before I—I met you there was someone elee who was very fond of me. I could not marry him because he was a gambler and all that. Ht is in want and in trouble. I want to send him money— £ 500. Will you do this for me?" Your money is your own, to do with as you plea* he said sternly. He has promised to reform, and this money wi:1 give him a start,. I know he will keep his word to me, for he did love me." "Was it you or your money he loved?" came back in reply. The mote is in your own eye. c.at it out ftMt," she retorted. He had been calm until now, but at her words burst into a perfect fury of anger. "I wish to heaven you could lose your money. I would sooner break stones on a road for a living than have your gold thIng in my face every day. I did marry yon for yoor monejy, and don't care who knows it. But. to tell the truth, I wcaki change plaoes •wsfch Drxweafc jwaawrrt, in ibet oorontry-if l could forget that I had ever seen your face." And do you think," she said, her eyes flashing, "that a woman will ever forgive such an insult. If you have no eihame, I have self-respect, even though bound to a man who declare he married me for my money." While she was speaking he had averted his faoe, and when he looked at her again, she was sobbing bitterly. Oii! liene! Irene!" he cried. His arms were round her, and she buried her face on his breast. Quick as the sunshine comes after April showers, smiles followed her tears, and the cloudfl vanished. "You will send this money, Percival," she said. Yes, darling." And you will never be cross with your dearest Irene a.gain? Promise me." "Xe'-er! .Sweetheart, I swear it." A long pause, after which the repentant and forgiven husband asked: When do you expect mamma to arrive?" She raised her eyes to his face as she answered: Do you know, Percival, dear, I forot to post the letter."

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