of splendour as her lustreless white hair,
falling loosely about her shoulders. Her face was as pure and as cold
as marble, flawless, and singularly transparent. Her lips were deep
scarlet and perfectly shaped; the white slender column of her throat
held her head proudly. Long, dark lashes swept her cheek, and the
years had left no lines. Feeling the intense scrutiny, Miss Evelina
opened her eyes, slowly, like one still half asleep.

Her eyes were violet, so deep in colour as to seem almost black. She
stared at Ralph, unseeing, then the light of recognition flashed over
her face and she sat up, reaching back quickly for her missing veil.

"Miss Evelina!" cried Ralph. "Why, oh why!"

"Why did you come in?" she demanded, resentfully. "You had no right!"

"Forgive me," he pleaded, coming to her. "I've often come in when the
door was open. Why, you've left it open for me yourself, don't you
know you have?"

"Perhaps," she answered, a faint colour coming into her cheek. "I had
no idea of going to sleep. I am sorry."

"I thought you might be ill," said Ralph. excusing himself further.
"Believe me, Miss Evelina, I had no thought of intruding. I only came
to help you."

He stood before her, still staring, and her eyes met his clearly in
return. In the violet depths was a world of knowledge and pain
Suffering had transfigured her face into a noble beauty for which there
were no words. Such a face might be the dream of a sculptor, the
despair of a painter, and the ecstasy of a lover.

"Why?", cried Ralph, again.

"Because," she answered, simply, "my beauty was my curse."

Ralph did not see that the words were melodramatic; he only sat down,
weakly, in a chair opposite her. He never once took his eyes away from
her, but stared at her helplessly, like a man in a dream.

"Why?" he questioned, again. "Tell me why!"

"It was in a laboratory," explained Miss Evelina. "I was there with
the man I loved and to whom I was to be married the next day. No one
knew of our engagement, for, in a small town, you know, people will
talk, and we both felt that it was too sacred to be spoken of lightly.

"He was trying an experiment, and I was watching. He came to the
retort to put in another chemical, and leaned over it. I heard the
mass seething and pushed him away with all my strength. Instantly,
there was a terrible explosion. When I came to my senses again, I was
in the hospital, wrapped in bandages. I ha