A Bachelor Husband
as it all sp
were young-a
most wonderful person in all the world. She waited on him hand and foot, she was his willing bondslave; she did not mind at all when once, in an unusual fit of eloquence, she had confided in
pt for a moment, then added: "Besides,
onsiderately-or so her husband thought-died without presenting him with a son, and almost at t
s Chester, who kept house for him, raised an objection. "She's spoilt-shocking
ally rather shy and reserved, into a tomboy who climbed trees with him regardless of 2 injury to life and li
tested to Marie'
othing with her now! She is quite a dif
and shyness of his little daughter had rather embarrassed him. He was pleased to th
luntly. "Where's the har
n one afternoon Marie fell out of the lo
scue and picked her up, a forlorn little
aid with quivering lips. "
ambered down the ladder from
didn't think she'd be so silly as to fall, though," he added, with
hed a tear till then, but at the angry words
opher. It was the greatest trouble she had ever known when- as a conse
nd starts during the holidays, and t
end 3 home with him from school. He was getting beyond the "boy"
took to patronizing her instead. She wasn't such a bad little thin
would have blacked his boots for him if he ha
e hardly ever came home during vacation save for week-ends; he had
ous of these unknown friends, and incidentally of t
d her soft brown hair was tied in a
so fast, Marie," Miss Chester said to her rather
enteen, and as she was entirely free from conceit she could see no beauty in her pale face and da
dge?" she asked, and Miss Ch
your mothe
at her refl
he?" she asked, and Miss Chester
n't be like her, then," she sa
is coming these ho
ter shook
wrote that he should go to
y. She had never seen them, but on principle she hated
finishing school in Paris, and while
one night and Marie was packed
him regularly every Sunday, and was grateful for all that she knew he had done for her, but any deep love she might have
tened to the waves outside her chief thought was, should she see
up in the train from Dover she was thinking of him, wondering how soon she would see him, but she never dreamed
f very childish and insignificant beside his magnificence as she walked with him to the waiting car, for the house
ery much as he might have asked a child, and Mar
"Yes, that's the sort of thing you would do." He looked 5 down at her. "You
d with disappointment. She was eighteen, a
much of a gap, but now, looking up at hi
a school girl with short ski
and Chris looked at her consideringly. "
e date and the month and almost the hour of their last meeting had sh
ncle George," he said aw
es
ould have been amazed if she could have known that he wa
the subje
e is so much to see to. She sent her love and tol
itely rather have been met by Chris. Her da
ever been eyes so blue, or with such a twinkle; that nobody had ever had such a wonderful smile or such
and perfectly well aware of the fact. He had more friends than h
after by all the women with marriageable daughters though, to do him
uld have been amazed could he have known that beneath her black
change impossible. Her best friend at school had been unkind to her many times, but Marie's affection had never swerved, and all
as tongue-tied and shy. It seemed all too soon that they r
n-hearted at the death of her father. She was a sweet, old-fashioned woman who always took it for granted that people
said every time the girl came home.
rly. "Oh, auntie!
cious little figure in black crept downstairs through the silent house and in
an who hated being kept waiting a moment, though if it please
over the house. It was only as they were leaving the table that Miss Ches
ed. He looked at Ma
r hair up," sai
indifferently. "Oh, ha
rie's eyes. She felt li