Wife in Name Only

in the stifling atmosphere of a conservatory; warmth and perfume had dazed him. How beautiful Philippa was--how bewildering! What a

anything but that--filled him; yet he dreamed of her, thought of her, compared he

ing eyes, such rich, sweet voices and beautiful faces. I should pity the man who hopelessly loved Phil

given to himself--that to win from him one word of love, a single to

ng he received a n

new horse which they tell me is too spirited. I

, Phil

The beautiful girl who asked this kindness from him was his old friend and

d. "Lady Peters said you would b

gly; "it would require a very pressing engagemen

tume of amber and while; yet, if possible, she looked even better on this evening. Her riding-hab

to pause and look at her. Lord Arleigh heard repeatedly, as they rode along, the question, "Who is that beautiful girl?" Every one of note or distinction contrived to speak to her. The Prince of Auboine, at that time the most fêted guest in England, could hardly leave her. Yet, in the midst of all, Lord Arleigh saw that she turned to hi

ht Lord Arleigh, when he saw that even a pr

--he fancy free, she loving him every

d to him, "if you would give me a few

gure, at the little hands th

each you," he observed; "I have

e instruction from you," she said. "I

n I am in town," he told her; and, though he spoke kindly,

n it all the heat of June. When they

an? You look warm and tired. Williams--t

being not fatigued, but di

to my own particular little room, where no one dares

doir, where the mellow light came in, rose-filtered through the silken blinds, and the perfumed air was sweet. Lady Peters, full of sol

loose, graceful folds. She wore no flowers, jewels, or ribbons, but the dark masses of her hair were unfastened, and hung round the white neck; there was

make no stranger

d slipper; a jeweled fan lay near her, and with it she gentl

ture that I have see

?" she asked,

sure I have seen one like you. What

f light came int

you would write 'My Quee

not und

call you 'queen,'" he observed, lightly. The gr

eturned, and the c

ght," said Philippa, when Lord Arleigh was

th noisy chatterers the whole

come," she said. "It is 'La Grande Duchesse,' with the

annot say that I have any great admiration for that sc

yment a hundredfold," she

ly," he promised; and again the thought crossed his mind how

artistic or beautiful dress could not have been designed. She wore crimson roses in her dark hair, and a cluster of crimson roses on her white breast. Her bouquet was of the same odorous flowers.

grossed her whole attention--that was given, to Lord Arleigh. She watched his fa

for 'La Grande Du

, I do not,"

why," sai

e added, "I will tell you. First of all, despite the taking music, it i

hy?" she s

let her be duchess or peasant, who could show any man such gre

him gravely.

nd talent; but the chief charm to me of a woman i

man, you are hard upon us. Suppose that, woman lov

ost certainly, in my opinion, le

at is rather hard? Why must a woman never

oed--never be wooer

an is to break her heart in silence and sorrow for a man,

en heart. Neither men nor women can help their peculiar disposition, but in my opi

ness that she knew the words could not be intended fo

for the play at all; we will go home," and they left