The Mask

Chapter 5

"That would not be necessary, Ken dear. No matter how changed you looked, what disguise you wore, I should still know you."

"And if it wasn"t me," he laughed, "but only someone who looked like me?"

"I could never be mistaken. The ring in the voice, the expression in the eyes--no woman who really loves could ever be deceived."

She had drawn nearer to him, her mouth upturned and tempting, her face with that gentle, wistful expression he was never able to resist.

Throwing his arms impulsively about her, he clasped her pa.s.sionately to his breast.

"Sweetheart," he whispered, "you don"t know how dear you are to me!"

"Nor can you," she replied, as he smothered her with kisses, "ever realize what you are to me!"

Suddenly they were interrupted by a sound at the door behind them.

Some one coughed discreetly. Quickly separating, Helen turned round.

In some confusion she exclaimed:

"h.e.l.lo, Ray. I thought you were out. When did you come in?"

"I was out. I have been shopping. I met Mr. Steell in the park and we had a lovely walk." Slyly she added: "I am afraid I returned too soon.

I see you"re both busy."

"Never too busy for you, Ray," smiled Helen trying to hide her confusion, while Kenneth grinned broadly.

The young girl laughed as she flung down on the sofa her m.u.f.f and fur neck-piece. Roguishly she said:

"Lovemaking so early in the day. Aren"t you ashamed of yourselves?"

Kenneth liked to tease his sister-in-law, but the young girl was quite his equal when it came to a battle of wits and it was not often that she gave him the opportunity.

"What time do you do your love making?" he demanded.

Her cheeks reddened a little as she retorted:

"I"m never so foolish. I leave that to you married people. My purpose in life is far more serious."

"Oh, come now," protested her brother-in-law, "I"ve noticed you and Steell spooning often enough."

Stylishly and tastefully dressed, her face beaming with animation, her eyes sparkling with intelligence, Kenneth"s sister-in-law was a pretty, wholesome looking girl. She had beautiful blond hair like her sister, and fine, white teeth that told of good health and perfect digestion.

Helen"s junior only by three years, she was still unmarried and for the present at least seemed more inclined to remain single and partake of life"s pleasures than incur the risks and responsibilities of matrimony. Not that she had been without offers. A girl as attractive and clever could hardly have failed to please the sterner s.e.x. All sorts and conditions of men had prostrated themselves at her tiny, well-shod feet, but, capricious and headstrong, she would have none of them. She was what might be called a singular girl. She liked men, not because of their s.e.x, but because their point of view was different, their grasp of things stronger than her own. One day she must marry. She knew that. It was, she insisted laughingly, an ign.o.ble state of slavery, a humiliating, degrading condition of subjection to the male which every woman must endure, necessary perhaps, but an ordeal to be put off, something unpleasant to be postponed as long as possible, like the taking of a dose of unsavory physic or having a tooth pulled at the dentist"s. Meantime, heart whole and fancy free, she enjoyed life to the limit and kept her admirers guessing.

"Oh, I saw such lovely things in the stores," exclaimed the young girl.

"I wish I had the money to buy them all."

"You will have when I get back from South Africa," he laughed.

"Don"t forget," she laughed. "I"ll hold you to that promise. Helen is witness."

"I swear it!" he said with mock solemnity. "You shall have carte blanche in any Fifth Avenue shop to the amount of--$1.75."

"Will you be ready in time?" she laughed, looking around with dismay at the litter of open trunks.

"I won"t, if you stay here chattering like a magpie."

"What time does the steamer sail?"

"Eleven o"clock," said Helen.

"We"re all coming to see you off. Mr. Steell told me that he"s coming, too."

"Not exactly to see me, I"m afraid," smiled Kenneth.

"Who else?" she retorted. "If you mean me, you"re mistaken. He doesn"t need to make the uncomfortable trip to Hoboken to see me."

Her brother-in-law smiled, amused at her petulance.

"My dear," he said, "you don"t know what hardships a man will endure for the girl he"s sweet on." With mock seriousness he went on: "Say sis, Helen and I have been having an argument. Who does Steell come here for--for you or for me?"

Ray burst into merry laughter.

"How silly you are, Ken. For me, of course. At least, I flatter myself that----" With a wink at her sister she added facetiously: "Of course, one never knows when dealing with these handsome men. And Helen is quite adorable. If I were a man, I should be crazy about her."

Helen held up a protesting finger.

"Don"t talk like that, dear, or he"ll believe you."

Kenneth laughed.

"Yes, I"m as jealous as Oth.e.l.lo and quite as dangerous. Don"t I look it?"

As he spoke, the front door-bell rang downstairs. Ray hastily took up her things.

"Here"s company!"

"I hope not!" exclaimed Helen. "I"m in no mood to see anybody."

"I"ll see them," whispered Ray, "and say you"re out. It won"t be the first fib I"ve told."

She ran lightly out of the room and upstairs, while Helen and her husband went on with the work of packing. They were just stooping together over a trunk when there came a rap on the door, and Francois appeared.

"A lady to see monsieur."

Kenneth looked puzzled.

"A lady? What lady?"

Helen laughed merrily. Triumphantly, she exclaimed:

"It"s my turn now to be jealous."

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