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Flesherton Advance, 6 Oct 1926, p. 2

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OnlyFresh Tea Good II n SAUDA TEA . Sealed alr-ti^t. FresK and delicious* m mmi z BEGIN HERE TO-DAY. The marrintte of DoKy and NiRel Bretherton proves unhappy. When war is dec'.artd, Xige'. is triad to en'.ist. He 'leavet; Dolly uiidfr the care of Mary Fumival. Ni^el i.s kiMed and Dolly marries an o!d sweethtart and â- ailt! for America with him. When Nigel's brother, David, calls to Mie Nifjc-l's widow, Mary is ashamed to tfll him (if Dolly's marriage. Duvid mistake.s Mary for his brother's wife and takt*.s hor to live at Red Grange with his aunt. Monty Fisher tells David that h? knows that Mary is not Nipel's widow and David says he has already found that out. When .Mary tets Monty Si' Red Grange she fears exposure and run* away. David start.s out to find Mury. NOW GO ON WITH THK STORY. "I don't think it is anything like that, dear," he said. He laid his hand on hfr trembling on3. "Manty is going to find iicr for us. Even in I^ondon it is not poiisib'.' to hide forever, you know." "But why should sh; want to hide?" a.sked Miss Vamey, brokenly. "I did my best to make hi-r happy. I am sure I loved her dearly. A.s if I coulj ever ba unkind to dear Nipel's wifef" Thc-re was a little pause. The ser- vants had left ths room. Then David said soiddenly, almost inaudibly: "But .she WHS not Nigel'.s wife, dear." eyes. "I can't explain things any bet- ter to you, dear," he went on, "becauK'i I don't know the true explanation my- self. But when we find Maryâ€"" "We may never find her," said Miss Varney chokingly. "Oh, poor child -- poor child. David, is this why she ran away?" "I think it must be. You see, ehe recognized Monty when he came yes- terday; he had known her years ago. I suppose she thought that he would tell me â€" " He broke off with a feeling of bitter anger against himself. Why had he not let Mary know that he already knew her secret? Why had he allowed her to suffer the torture of fear of discovery? t He had hoped that she would tell him of her own free will. Apparently it had been a vain hope. He was restless and miserable. He told Monty that he should go back to , Ix)ndon with him. By early evening both men were at the Fishers' house. "You will stay with us, of course?" Mcnty had said. And David hal agreed. He was in no mood for lone- linrss; he was glad of the offer. Dora was amazed to see them. She w^as vexed that she had not taken more trouble with her appearance that evening; she need not have minded. David naver noticsd a woman's ..^ CHAPTER XI.IX. NOT NIGEL'.S wife. For a moment Mia.s Varney stared blankly at her nephew, thsn siis dtew ' herstlf up with a sort of prim dignity. ' "Really, David, I don't think it's quita nice cf you to mjkf jokes like thatâ€" if ycu meant it for a joke," she' added with gen'.-e rebuke. "Especially at such a time, when we are nil »:o worried ::iiti unhappy." David raised his eyes. There was ' Mmethin-: in their cxpr-ssion that would h.".>'3 told h:;i- without words ^ V- ''^-''- v/h>t he had fuid had l>een spoken in dea(!v ^cnL'st. ] "I did not mean it for a ja'<e. " he raid t|uir>'ly. "Mary wa.<i never Nigel's wife! It's a!i bicn aâ€" mistake!" He ."H.-emeil to le choosing his words care- fully; h:s grave fcee had paled a little. Miss Varney looked at Fisher help- le.ssly. SI.e wondrrod for n moment if David's liciid were turnc;d: •â- h;' pushed her chair back a lit' i â-  with u nervous ge.'turc "David dear!" "It's ijuitc true, .Mi:iS Varney," Monty Fi.sher in'.trpotad. "David is <iuitp right in what he rays. The lady who has bei'n staying here with you is not, and ncv^r was, Nigel's wife!" There was a tragic silence. "'. don't iinder.xtand! You look a.s If you were .speakiii/ th; truth, both of you. But -oh, it can't be true! She would never have d-;v.eived i-s so! Why, she to d m • herself how dearly she loved Nig:'l. hi.w a'' her happiness died whop he died." "That is true <»iu>ugh," .'-.-liil David. "I iH'lievc «hp did love Nigel, but she was pi've:- his -vife." He smiled a lit- tle, meeting Miss Varney's puzzled "Mary i.s missing â€" she left the house this morning." GcK>d taste and good health demand sound teeth and â- wect breath. The use of Wrigley's chew- ing gum after c«'cry meal takes care of this important item of per.son.il hygiene in a delight* ful, refreshing way â€" by clear- ing the teeth of food particles and by helping the digestion. The retult Is a iwcet breath thai rhowft care for one't lelf and coiw ildcmtlofi for othenâ€" both marks of rcfinrment. Aik for CG38 WRKUYS iSSUt Nc. 2«. clothes, and just now his thoughts were too occupied with Mary to care for anything el»^'. "And what has brought you to town?" Dora ileniaiuL'd, smiling into hfs eyes iicross the dinner-tabl:'. "Any- thing to do with the mysterious tele- gram?" I'or a n'-<mei!t David looked puz- zled; .then he smiled. "Oh, that! We haven't discovered yi't who it is from." But h!' did not answer her question, and she did not like to refer to it again. In spite of her protestations that she could manage any man she chose, sh:- was a little afraid of David, He was too iniliffcrent to her beauty, too heedless of her fasfinations. It was on y much later, when Monty was going U his room for the night, Ihat she cnllr>d softly to him across the landing. He went to her at onoe. "What is all this mystery? Why has David come to town?" He hesitated, then ho told her. "Mary is missing-â€" she left the housp thi.s morning." "Missing! What do you mean? Have they quarreled?" There was a touch <{ eagi-rness in her voice. Monty shook his head. "No, I am sure thoy have not. But she has gone. Her l)e<l was not slept in last night." •But she will come back! How ab- surd! As if she would run away from a home like that ! She knew too well which side her bread was buttereil." "llavid does r.:t think she will ev«r come bock." Her oyfs were incredulous. "Monty! How ferfectly ridiculous! Of course she will!" She stared nt him with a frown I>etwe«n her brows. "What has the done?" she demanded truculently. "Has she â€" perhaps she has stolen something?" "Dora!" â-  "Well, you always said she was an adventuress. 1 should rot be surprised if she has done something like that, and Duvid has turned her out of the bouse." "H« has not t<urned bw out; he has come to London to try and find her." The h<»t color dyed her cliefk.s; hef eyes grew angry. "Vou are r.ot teliling me the who.e truth; you are keeping tomething back. Tliis woman seems to have l>e- witched you all, Monty you are un- kind, when you know how interested 1 am in David. 1 believe you are help- \ng thie woman to take him away from me," "You don't b-!'evo anything of the sort, and if you speak so 'loudly David will hoar." "I don't care if he doe«." But she lowered hor voice. She looked very lx»autiful, standing there in tlie uncertain light. Her long, gold<;n kair was unlx)und and falling below her waist. She wore a loose white wrapper, heavily trimmed with dainty lace, that suited her to per- fection. For a moment there was silence, then she burst out with a sort of chagrined triumph. "There is one thingâ€" she can't marry him; she i.^ his brother's wife! There would be an jiwful sc. i.Jal." Monty frowned. Sometimoe, much as he loved and admired his sister, she Jarred his nerves. "A man may marry his brother's wife if ho chooats," he said. She answered quickly: "But David never would. He would never like the kind of woman Nigel liked. How can you suggest that he would ever take a fancy to a common woman like Nigel's wife?" "I suggest nothing. It was entirely your own idea." She made an impatient gesture. "Why does he want to find her? Something must have happened. If you don't tell me, I shall ask David." "I can't prevent you," Her mood changed suddenly. She slipped a coaxing hand through his arm. "Monty, don't you love me any more? You've been so horrid to me lately. Why is it?" ' He slipped an affectionate arm round her. "Silly child! Just because I won't tell you everything you want to know." She drew away from him. Her eyes were angry again. "Then you are keeping something back from me!" He hesitated, fi^lly he stooped, and brushed her soft clkjck with his lips, "I am only keeping, it back for your gojd." \ "My good! Whi-.t rupbish you talk! How can it be for my pood not to tell me things about Nigel's stupid wife?" There was subdued passion in her voice; she pushed him angrily away, Monty lost his temper; he let her go. "Very well, then, if you insist, I will tell you. She is not Nigel's wife -â€"this girl â€" that is the whole truth-!" CHAPTER L. "a woman scokned" Hi was sorry as soon as he had spoKjen. The whiteness of her face touched him. He tried to take back h's wori's or soften thftm; he began In a stumb 'i.g explanation, but sftt cut him short. "Is this tiue â€" really true?" Ik ans-wered miserably that it was. She stood for a moment staring at him with lilazing eyes, then she turiiea and left him; and he htard thi shut- ting and l.)cking of her door. He heiiitiited, not liking to leave her, and jot longing to get away; he listened, but everything was quiet, and he went .•< 'tly to his own roon . After lui, it was just as well she should know now as later; the shock would only be made wor.se by delay. But behind hjr locked door Dora Fisher stood with clenched hand, and blue eyes blazing in her white face. Bitter jealousy set her heart on fire; not jealousy because she loved David, but jealousy to think that another wo- man, not so beautiful or fascinating, should have succeeded where she her- self had failed. (To be continued.) MInard's Liniment fc bruises. 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