The Key West Citizen Newspaper, December 27, 1932, Page 3

TUESDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1932. SYNOPSIS — Farrell Armitage determined to win Barbara im, although Barbara te to married to the cruel (and Fo ee poe Pegs in ted ve, Rag capone ers opeee, to ‘fan foakeo hie love Yor. ae ig agrees to help hit Farreit tangles Barbara’s ing plans by perouadlag Mark to efbie’ hivy in Londom the day set for ie ceremony. Now, in @ cupboard o} Mark and Barbara's new home, Farrell and Barbara find a por- trait of Leila. by Mark... She woes the handsome emeral ark just hat given Barbara. ;jone of the impertinenses which Chapter :18- BARBARA DESPERATE re aan interesting— qiiite an interesting piece of |work. Isn't it?” The words came clearly—Farrell thought that Barbara Quentin, whatever her extremity, would al- ways speak with that chiselled clearness; but the lingering soft- ness of voice had gone. It was the voice of a woman, harsh with. fear jand grief, that said carefully and jelearly how very technically inter- esting was this revealing portrait. A heart-wrenching voice. .. , Armi- «| That emerald, so fantastically set, tage dared not take lis eyes from the floor. ~ hat about @ cup of “The emerald suits her coloring, doesn’t it; Farreli?’ The emerald certainly suits het better than it suits me. And then here's a little sea-scape. It looks like Bogey Cove. I-that effect of sunlight on the sand is— There's a. favorite of: mine! It’s the back of King’s Barn, seen through the blossom of the pear tree. The pear tree is—ts— there’s a beautiful pear tree" ‘The desperate voice broke at last. He was still quite unable to look at her. He swung away and walked across the echoing boards to the window. The cotton curtain tore from its tings as he dragged it back and leaned his forehead against the pane. He stood there for some minutes, intently listening for a sound from her—any sound. He felt indifferent whether she cried or cursed or pitched to the floor, provided she broke down in some way. There seemed to be nothing to think about except perhaps that it had been too easy ‘@) victory, -atter all; a mere walk-over. He titted. airs had billy bhout the faintest whisper of — move ‘ment, but she was crouched, palnis down, upon the floor. gazing almost {vacantly at thé ‘portrait. * Nie’ ém-| Dem erald at her throat. swung within an inch v2 its pajnted lkeness, Armitage walked back across the {room and, bracing himself against the cupboard, stooped over her and Dicked her up, Hor head sagged jagainst his atih, her face had a \greyness that he did not like; but ‘she was not unconscious, He stood jquite still, holding her easily, ‘vaguely ware that she was not as should be. Then she “Forget him,” jerked Armitage. “You were never his. You're mine. Don’t you know it?” She turned her face against his e@houlder and began to sob terribly. ‘He carried her to the only chair the (room possessed, a wooden kitchen chair near the fire, and put her into it She sat there stiffly for a mo meént, then turned to lean her fore- head and her crossed arms upon tits comfortiess back. Her sobs went on, hard and ago ‘nized. Armitage tried to close his By Julia Cleft-Addams eooe ears to them and to fix his mind | upon the future, when his ease of | life should have wiped all this mis- | ery from her heart, But her grief | stabbed at him; and all he could do | was to pace back the length of the | foom and put a aéliberate foot | across the portrait, obliterating it beyond repair, | As yet he had given no -clear ; thought to Leila, the living girl, his friend, and ally. ‘She stood only for , Lodely aimed at Barbara Quentin. must have ‘been Leila’s, first. Given by her to the artist, as a fee for | « the portrait? Or offered by the artist to his model as a token, a souvenir; rejécted by her—and re- offered by him to his acktlowledged love? Mentally, Armitage broke Lode ly’s neck, and dropped his remains from‘a high window into a ‘back | yard full of garbage.. Then he re membered the man was a cripple. Barbara's sobs ceased and Armi- tage, with @ final kick at the por- trait, went back to the fire. He saw that she had taken off the pendant and that it dangled, at the end of its chain, from her half-open hand. As he approached her, the ; hand ‘félaxed entirely and, with a coiling gleant of platinum, the jew: coffes?”. Farrell asked, el slid on to the boards beside her chair. | “What about a eup of coffee in that efficient-looking* kitchen?” he suggested. “I make extremely good coffee,” She looked up, faintly smiling. | Her face was stained with tears | and there was a mark on her lower | lip where she had bitten it nearly | through; but her gaze was candid, grateful—fundamentally uninterest- | ed in him.as a man. It was evident | that she had not heard what had | been jolted out of him by the first upriish of her misery. She said: “I make excellent coffee, too, but Tm afraid I haven't any here, I suppose cocoa woulkin’t do?” Parrell, looking down at her, shook his head no. He was afraid | that he might shatter this first mo- | ent in which she knew asneed of im, however slight. She pointed to @ corher, “There are deck there. nearér the fire?” ‘ | } Hp tetobed tt, {notated her fn it | and took the chair she had Wacat | ed. He sat astride it, his arms | folded across the back as hers had been, ‘but his head erect and his eyes intent upon her. “It isn't possible,” Judge Mark by normal standards. Sho was lying back in her chair, | H her silks 4 wash of pearl and ivory in the glow of the poor little fire, | her hair pure silver-gilt under the | unshaded lamp. The crude lights | laid sha@ows upon her face and | upon her hands—the shadows, thought Armitage, of her tears and her long endurances. He was in- | finitely moved. Talk of Lodely | seemed to him an intrusion. “I-doh't intend to judge him at | all,” he answered. with indifference, | “He'll go his way. Leila Cane will | go hers.” He paused and added | gently: “And we shall go ours.” She did not return his gaze. She 2 shook her head slightly, her own eyes upon the fire, “I shall go Mark's way, of course, with Mark, But I shall always re- | member how good you've been.” chairs ‘over | Perhaps you'll bring one E evee STWOPSIS: Leila Cane ys young millionaire Parrett e fo, sropose ta her in- e tel he has deter- to marry Barbara Quentin, he first saw by accident afternoon. offers aid, @nd sends Farrell to fetch Bar- bora to a dance. But Farrell takes Barbara to the has prepared fon parents on and mere Lodely. crue gifted artist. For tie’ to jo marty days. Farrell and t Harbare find, “cmong some ° Hart's. paintings. a. vortral Leila (gt Re scogeene. =~ han éome Serle Mere atts create alark. Chapter 14 BARBARA EXPLAINS OU'LL go Mark’s way? [ won- der if you can tell me why?” Barbara was ‘tartled. “But—" She gestured round,the room and the gesture was, to Fat rell, pathetic. “We are to be mar ried,” she said simply. “I thought I had told you.” “Oh yes, you told me! And I know you will tell me next that you are going to marry because you love each other. But what you feel for Mark isti’t love.” She lay back in the chair, het heavy lids closed, her hands ex haustedly upon her knees. “Someone élse has told you so already!” he exclaimed. And, as she nodded—“Well, whoever it was didn’t make you seo sense, so I'm going to.. And i'm adding this bit of news—Mark doesn’t love you.” “Ab but, you see,” she said, um stirring, “he does. He does love me.” “I think not. A man who loves @ womati—Armitage took breath for | the bratality of it—“doesn’t put off his weddiag-day for a jaunt to Town.” A quiver ran through her and the faint color that had crept into her face, drained away again; but she did not opea her eyes, “Has he—done that?” “Yes. Next Thursday he’s com- ing to stay with me for a bit, to } meet some people who may be of use to him. ... Don’t pretend that although it went against the grain, he felt he owed it to you, or any- thing like that, because—” “I wasn’t going to pretend. He has postponed our marriage before and not even for such a good reason | 28 8 visit to London.” Bewildered, astonished, Armitage could only give a quick laugh, “All the same,” she went on, eut- ting into his excitement, “he does love me. I know it, beyond any manner of doubt; in his own way, he always has and—in his own way he always will. As for me, what- ever you call that feeling that I have for him, it's the strongest I've ever known. The strongest, the clearest, the most unchanging.” “Rot! It's nothing but a habit of tmind—a fixation, don’t they call itt a childish misconception" “No. 1 didn’t cultivate pity for Mark because I promised his father I would. | was able to promise be cause of ‘ny pity.” “Pity! Pity isn’t love.” “With me, it is, And jt isn’t only pity—it’s—it’s—there’s a sort of honor in being desperately needed, | I fulfill a need in Mark.” He wheeled abruptly upon her, “1 want yu, Barbara Quentin, to forget Mark for a few minutes, and | think about me.” She gave her faint, frank little smile. “Iam thinking about you already. I was just going to ask you why ! re invited Mark to stay with you m a day which you knew wal his wedding-day.” He bad hoped for this. “Because J don’t want you to marry him on Thursday. Or at all.” Her smile vanished. “I want you to marry me,” he said, Her heavy lids flew open. She | struggled up in tha chair and he put out a hand to draw her to her feet, But she ignored it. “You aren't joking,” she said half to herself, staring up at him. “No. Oh no, I'm not joking. I've waited all my life for you and now that found you 1 don’t feel a bit lke joking; ‘hough 1 warn you that I may presently break into song. My dear, if you felt for Lodely what you are capable of fee} ing for the man yon love, I'd bow myself out and wish you well—Pd | do more, I'd ransack Europe for a doctor who would make Merk walk. Td get his cleverness ackuowledged, Gen. Peyton C. March, U. 8. A., THE KEY WEST CITIZEN marketed; I'd neverfiet him #7 yee want” “Ob, could you dolall these Reavy ! enly thiige for Marif?” “Damn Mark!” ie shouted. “Yes, of eourse i could—what’s the géod ot wealth if it doesn’t stretch to things like that? But for the mo- ment I'in telling you that you're de- juding yourself, ‘Your pity Is for | Mark~all right, 1.don’t deny that. But your love is for me.” She put her bands up to het teniples as though they throbbed. “Km 1 mad or did you and I meet this evening for the first time, when you helped me with Mark?” He sat down again on the wooden chair and faced lier across the mean little fire, “The point ts that I have found you and you are not yet married te anyone élse, You may think I have played & trick upon you By taking Mark away next Tharsday but you'ly admit it was my only means of gain. ing @ short time; & short chafice ta take you see that if you would allow yourself, you ould love me.” “I don't know what to say to you.’ F “There's no. need to say anything. In @ way, the definite things were said when we were born—” “You must please let me speak! | I meant, of course, that | don't know what to say Jecause 1 should ter- ribly hate to snub you. But—”" “It’s quite useless for you to turn! me down. Or rather, i've allowed for the probability of your turning, ime down again and again" “In that one respect thet,” she sald very ¢risply, “I shall not dis- appoint you.” She dragged herself out of her chait and tutned away. He consid. ered that she looked lovelier in her anger than im ahy other mood, her face stung to the pale rose color and her eyes dark and bright and cold. He watched ber pu, without a glance ‘at the portrait on the floor, to where she had laid aside ber coat, “You'll take me back now, please?” she requested, shaking out, the furs. “Oh yes, TN take you back.” Armitage sighed sharply. “I'll let you drive, too, it you want te, My: generosity of spirit is an aspect of me that J particularly want you to study.” He could not see her face as she bent over the furs, but he sensed, that again her mood was veering. “We will resume otr discussion,” he said, catetully fippant. “And we, shall yet go to Bogey Cove by moon- light and elthe? be devoured of per: mitted to drown.” “Have you told Mitk why you: insisted on Thursday?” she walked back to it very slowly as though magnetized, She dropped again ints the deck chatt and sat leaning forward, her bands clasped and drodping, her mind utterly withdrawn from him. He, too, bad returned to the fire. He stood with an elbow on the nar row ledge above It and waited, She was now 60 mauy fathome deep iu herself that he knew the fumilia tion of non-existence; and yet he was afraid to make any ndibe ther would shatter the delicate world into which she had gone. All his life, he was to remember these slow minutes—these faseinat- ing, inexplicable, maddening min- utesin which he waited motion less for her to come back. e quality of their silence had hearly mesmierised him algo, when suddenly she spoke, Only her voice, he thought, conld float out like that; 66 low, so clear—one with the firelight, the stillness, the night hour, “Is it possible,” she sald, “to make @ bargain with yout” He till. waited. “If | promised to marry you with out loving you, without even liking or admiring you very much, would you make Mark well?” “No,” he said politely. “No, I'm afraid that woulda’t be at all pee sible.” He was so angry with her that be dared not move, (Copyright, 1958. Julia Cleft-ad@ame) eee Po stn undertakes @ long vigit, | the statutory age of retirement, “TODAY'S BIRTHDAYS | \born at el Haven, Conn., ia SOOO * ‘ceeerecseceoces | Louis Bromfield, novelist, born years ago. retired, wartime Chief of Staff, at Mansfield, Ohio, 86 years ago. born at Easton, Pa., 68 years ago. Marlene Dietrich, screen star, Charles H. Swift, of Chleago, | torn in Germany, 28 years ane. BUYING BARBARA ____ GGHSLOSE | TO PIRATES IN | SUNDAY’S GAME OPENER OF SERIES PLAYED CHRISTMAS; RESULTS IN SCORE OF 3 TO 2; NEXT CONTEST COMING SUNDAY i The Pirates and the Sluggers opened their 5-game series Sunday afternoon at the Navy Field, The game was well played from start to finish. The Pirates scored all Jof their runs in the first frame,| {sufficient to win the game, which resulted in a'seore of 3 to 2. Hale, first up, walked; Perez jeri to left, Acosta walked, filling the bases. Pena singled to rightfield, Hale and Perez scoring, Acosta on third; Griffin hit by pitched ball, bases are full again; Carbonell out, second to first, Acosta scoring. Castillo struck out, Machin out, second to first base. The Slug- |gevs scored their first run in the |third. : Seott singled to left and Fruto tripied to left, scoring Scott. In the eighth, the Sluggers scored their last run. Scott safe on an ertor, Lucilo forces Scott at second, Fruto out, third to first base; Lucilo goes to third; Cates singles to Jett and Lucilo scores. In the fist frame the Sluggers lost a good chance to win the game. Pie, first up, hit to third, | who overthrows to first base; Pie goes to second, Gates singles to jright field and Pie Traynor goes to jthird; Valdez flys out to left field and Gates is trapped off first base. Bethel up, Griffin threw to third and Pie Traynor was caught off third, ending the game. It was a beautiful game. Pena hit three safeties out of four times at bat. Perez and Hale struck out four times in the game, The second fracas of the series will be played next Sunday, Box store: Pirates ABR. | Hale, ss-3b .... 4 A. Perez, ef . 5 Acosta, lf ..... 3 ‘M. Pena, 1b .... 4 . 3 4 ba] So com omrooat C. Griffin, ¢ _ | Carbonell, ik " Castillo, ss-3b 4 ‘Machin, rf... 3 Navarro, 2b .... 3 Totals— eccocoorrr. moHecounmHont - wononkmune wKeocorcoon™ 33 2 8 2720 3 Sluggers AB R. H. PO A. Scott, cf .. Lucilo, ss Fruto, If . {Cates, ¢ ........ ‘L. Gonzalez, 1b 4 |Traynor, 3b .. P. Gonzalez, rf 2 Gates, rf. 2 Valdez, 2b 3 Bethel, p .... 2 eacccocers!? CoMPPNoHHOH? cwcoreonoen erconoenonoe Totals— 31 Seore by innings: te a te Ss = R. H. E. Pirates .. 800 000 000-8 8 3 Sluggets 001 000 010—2 7 1 Summary: three base hits, ;Fruto; two base hit, Perez; stolen base, Seott; hit by pitcher, Griffin; ! struekjout, Bethel, 12; Carbonell, 8; wala, Bethel 3, Carbonell 1; umpire, Pequeno; time, 2:00; score keeper, Aguilar. 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