Should She Have Left Him? — page 16: what you’re looking at

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A SARATOGA EVENING. 3 woman of fashion of the highest social rank, and who had been married all of three months—at vul- gar Saratoga, too—but then, who of us have not had our aberrations. | The music died away—so softly indeed that Mrs. Trescotte was only made conscious of the end of the programme by the movement of the people on the veranda. Ina moment more it was comparatively deserted. The musicians gathered up their instru- ments and flitted away. The uniformed hall boys moved back the music stands, and arranged the chairs into their customary platoons. Mrs. Tres. cotte, now a conspicuous figure in her solitariness, continued to look out upon the park with its delicate tracery of shadows upon lawn and broad graveled paths. The voices of the two men benedth came up distinct and audible. “ A most extraordinary tale—such complications,” said one voice. “Isn't it?” asked the other. “ No one will accuse me of inventing it, for it is beyond my powers.” “ Simply extraordinary. Bronson Howard ought to get hold of it for his next comedy, by Jove!” “Its tragedy, my boy.” “For the woman, yes. But think of the man’s position. Married innocently to two women and not knowing which is his wife. She’s my wife; no, she isn’t; yes,sheis. Tragedy it maybe, but broad comedy as well.” “TI can see nothing but the tragedy, the pathos, the wreck of lives.” GOMMGIOO cS (GO)