The evening world. Newspaper, May 10, 1902, Page 7

(Copyrighted, 1902, by the Press Publishing Co.) SYNOPSIS OF PRECEDING CHAPTHRS. Katinks, eldest daughter of Hiram Jonkyi ruined tnmurance ven In extreme poverty In a Brook! ement, with ber te ber stepmother and her hait-aister, Olivia, Eric Har- @reaves, a student, who loves Katinka, boards with them. The irl le also loved’ by Albert Lindsey, @ man obout town, who! porwues her with unwelcome attentions, er father comes howe ome vain eared for work, with & plan fer their betterment, Ton! plan ts thet Katinka marry Drinker, a rich and [UIgAT murer who bas asked for der hand. 01 loves, ls Heetinka, refives, Katinka goes on the i te mene the | farnlly pro ‘rows. Jeakine pretends. the new- Wealth 1s eared by Bia own otforte. A year later Olivia, whe bes recovered, talle in love with Jobo sirens, a reformer, ‘Katonka ‘her home. he tele Erio that she Is not wonhy ot Nie loveche must not love her. Her aiother refuses 2 let her wee Olivia. Olivia returns, end. influenced be, ber muther'e sireate, shrinks from Katinka, who, afte ‘A vain appeal for some aign ‘of affec- on, declines her father’s proffered arm, remarking as she re My tather’a daughter must forever walk ———_—_ CHAPTER VI. In Another World, IRAM JENKINS stood in a large, somewhat gaudlly furnished drawing-room staring at the Stained glass folding doors that led to a dining- Toom beyond. From behind those doors came burest of laughter and snatches of song. Somewhere, th tiny cathedral chimes of a mantel clock rang out the hour of midnight. At each fresh sound of revelry Jenkins's face twitched with longing to be a part of the Jolly crowd behind those doors. ‘There was, however, something of apprehension tn his manner aa he waited in the drawing-room of Katinka’s bijou Ittle apartment. Nearly a month had passed since her visit to the Jenkins home, and since then he had heard no word from her except 1n the form of money Sho had always forbidden him to come to her apartment; but to-night he had disobeyed. Ho had just sent in his card and stood wondering whether Katinka would see him or order him turned out. A collection of bottles stood on a sideboard across the room, andhe was eyeing them lovingly when the folding doors opened and closed and Katinka stood before him. “Well?” she queried, “what do you want?" For a moment he could not reply, so taken aback was he by her regal air, by the shimmering evening gown and by the masses of jewelry that Mashed from ther bare neck, arms and hands. “what do you want?" repeated Katinka. “A word with the queen of the vaudeville stag he answered extravagantly. “But, Katinka, my heart's beloved, you haven't even kissed your poor but loving old father yet. “No, I'm not on kissing terms with my family.” ut not including the poor, loving old papa?” “Including you. “My child,” reproved Jenkins, ‘from your callous mood I fear you have been looling on the wine when ft 1s red—as the preacher hath {t. And It seems to have sown in your otherwise gentle heart the seeds ‘of a regrettable {f not wholly unbecoming pessimism.” “Tell me what you want and get out," ordered | Katinka. I—I thought I distinguished Brinker's volce among yon gay revellers,” evaded Jenkins, unwilling to come to the point. “You did. He's paying for the after-theatre supper to-night.” “I thought you loathed him so?” “Oh, no, As long as he doesn't bother me he's all right. But why did you come here? You're not going to be invited to supper, if that’s what you're afte “Ah, my first born!” sighed Jenkins, with new- found sadness of reproof in his voice, “your coldness outs me to the heart, You have grieved and wounded me, But—be patient a moment—the old brave nature tself. But I little thought that my beloved I reek some silght alcoholic refreshment?" “Help yourself,” she said shortly “A cigar, too, might Hghien my homeward way," he remarked, taking advantage of her back being turned to abstract a double handfut of cigars from s box on the sideboard and pocketing all but one. “My dear,” he went on, pouring out a full ginss of whiskey, “to your very good health! Even tn this home where your father's unwelcome. Al! Home! What thoughts it awakens! ‘They brought her home | her warrior dead,’ as the poet hath {t."" He paused to gulp down the raw whiskey. “Good old warrior! he commented, reverting to the poem. “Have you anything else to say?" asked Katinka. Yes''—fortitiel by the whiskey he grew braver— “Olivia ts about to be married.” “I don't care to talk of her. Do you need mone: “Yhank ycu, no, Your conduct in continuing those Fenerove remittances after the henrticss behavior of your miserable slater and still miserabler stepmother, has been most noble; and “Tt was nothing of the sort It was just a weak- ness, I'll keep it up as long as I've any money.” “Lion-hearted child! Ah!" as a fresh phout of laughter penetrated from the room beyond. "What & merry life!" ferry!’ echoed Katinka. “If you only knew how I hate it all! I'd give anything—anything to end it.” She shuddered, but quickly recovered herself and went on briskly: “Now tell me what you want and go." “You are aware your nalf-sister is engaged to de married, The man is a reformer, Ho is about to become @ public preacher. He {s a sort of moralist run mad. You know the bree “well?” . “He's written reports to his anti-vice society de- nouncing your performamce on the vaudeville stage.” “Well?” “Well, he says you've given him an appointment for to-night. The name's Strong—John Strong.” “Oh, that's the man, is it? He wrote saying he wanted to write up my home life. T answered that the only time I could see him was after the theatre to-night, and I told him he could Join our supper- party ff he cared to. I'd forgotten all about him. “He spent the evening at our house and boasted you'd asked him to supper. He's going to write up a roast on your private life. He went home to get Into his glad rags and I hurried here to warn you.” “or what?" “Of—of—he doesn't know who you are. And you want"— “He'd drop Olivia if he knew she was kin to you. The pletistic, prurient little beast!" “If he's like that, why not lose him? he marry Olivia?" “Why not? He sults her. She thinks he's grand. Under his influence and her mother’s she's developed into a snivelling little prig, She only bores me once a day, but that's all day long, This man will marry her. My wife will go to live with them. Then, thanic heaven, I'll be free. “Tis freedom swells the laborers heart, and’ Well, I'll see your John Strong and I'll be careful what I say, I'll tip off Brinker not to let on who Tam." “Ta rather you did low abuse about you. “What do I care? Besides, t'll amuse me. ‘There's the bell now. That must be the man. Get out before he sees you." Jenkins had barely left the room when Strong wa: announced. “Good evening,’ Why should ‘t see him. said Katinka, politely “Yes. replied the Mttle reformer, tried to appear superior and at his ease in the pres- ence of this glittering figure of another world, but the attempt was a wretched failure, “You write reports about me, I hear," she went on “Are they nice reporte?”” He fldgeted and looked embarrassed "Oh, I see,” Jaughed Katinka; “the: ts. Perhaps you disapprove of m I disapprove of vaudevil hen why do you go there?” ely as a reformer.” nd tt Is as a reformer you come here? Sole! aren't nice re- to have a jolly evening, eh?” He'll write @ lot of | aed wht “T never have Jolly evenings, I take serious views of life. “Won't ya to supper now? But I warn ke you you'll dis! “Dil try not to show my disiike.”” “Yet they—the ladies, ut least" charming. Dhough not the sort 1 suppose that you'd like your wife to mect. Have you a wife, by the way?” 0. 1 You wo! to have her meet me, though? Now conf “If you will pardon my frankness, no “Nov echoed Katinka, in a fas nf anger, ‘ot! Lam not dad heartes lam generous—in mM: 1 don't He and snivel and cheat y¥ conscience A (urn from those who have helped me. Buc fo overin herself, along.” ched the folding doors Brinker confronted oming in from the dining-room, Mr. Drinker!” gasped Strong. “What the deuce are yon doing here?” growled | Brinker, looking down at the little reformer as a masiift might look at a puppy. Katinka, over Strong’s shoulder, laid her finger on her lps to enjoin silence, Then, taking the re- former's arm she entered the dining-room. Brinker, who had come to the drawing-room for a clear, selected one and was iighting ft when Lindsey, who had followed him In, touched him on the arm, “Brinker!” he exclaimed, “I wanted to see you alone a minute, I must speak to you on business.” “rm here for fun. I never talk business after hours, Come to my office to-morrow.” “To-morrow may be too late ut onee. “Well, what 1s It?" grunted Brinker, throwing him- self Into a chalr, “First, about those notes. They must be renewed.” “Too late. They've passed out of my hands.” Good heaven! Yo. haven't parted with them? she ended, “You want your sup: them, Whi 1 must epeak to you “At a loss. es. In the course of busine: Tma straightforward man, Lindsey: and 1 warned you"— “Oh, all right. IN take them up. But*— “But what? -1 was going to ask you If you couldn't let me have four or five thousand, perhaps and"— ry, Lind yolL amuse me," sneered Brinker. It’s only for a fow weeks,” pleaded Lindsey. “Only Ul T can realize on some securities. You know how weak tho market's been, It's only a question of ready money. Katinks's so reckless, she dovsn't know what money mean: mean she's above your form. enough to stand the racket.” don’t care to pursue that subject, Mr, Brinker,” “What do I care whether you want to pursue it or you know, and You haven't With two effervescent musical eom- s just getting fairly into a spright- ly galt on Broadway and two new of- forings sot for Monday night the th atilcal season is taking ah grip on life, ‘The new pieces are "King Dodo, at Dalyvs, and “Heart's Afame,” at th not? Face the truth like a man, What's the use of playing dog tn the manger?” “IT refuse to allow you to speak so to me."" “Keep on refusing till you're black In the facc you Uke, I''— “Do 1 understand you to refuse my request?” “I most certainly do.” ‘ “But you made me a, promise. You sald if I tntro- duced you—gave you a hance of seeing life—you'd make things easy for m “Well, haven't I? I've stood your les about thoso bills for weeks. I've spent my cash when you ought to have been blowing yours. Who's paying for to- night's epree, hey?” “Well, you are, but—" “and why? To see you having a good time on my money forever? If you're wedded to that belief, you jose. I've known that girl since she wana baby. T've more love for her in my Ittle finger than you have In your whole body. She's been true to you because she has more honesty and 1s a better girl than a cad like you can reallze. But your time's up. You've got to get out of the game.” “Oh, I'm to look on you asa rival, am I?” sneered Lindsey “You can look on me any way you like, ax long as you don't look on any more of my cash. | get the fdea you're the real thing just because you've introduced an old money-lender to a bunch of sporte like those in there.” “Curse you, Brinker!" screamed the desperate man, snatching up a decanter threatening! yon't do ft," counselled Brinker, unmoved. “Put that down, you sdlot!”” | ‘Tie men stood facing each other for a second. Then | a walter entered and handed Lindsey a letter He tore {t open, and as he read it his fac» went! hastly white What ails you?" asked Brink @ Katinka to me!" groaned the other in n| “T must see her at once (Te Be Continued.) 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