New Britain Herald Newspaper, December 7, 1928, Page 14

g CHAPTER L1V Yeaning from the open window Ewmy saw Wells Harbison step out of it. 8he heard him coming up the stairs, not quickly as he usually came to her in his eagerness, but slowly and uncertainly. | ‘He opened the door with his latch- | key. He came into the room and closed it behind him. For a minute he looked at her| very hard and earnestly. Then his eyes seemed to waver before her clear, steady gaze, and into them came a look that Emmy had seen {n hep father's eyes on those nlgh!l; when he returned home with the neuralgia. . . . A humorous, shifty look. “Well, Emmy?" his voice shook a little. made up your mind? good word, honey?"” He walked up to her, and his breath was warm on her face. An, odor that Emmy knew and never| would forget, a sharp and bitter odor, came to her nostrils, i “Where have you been?" she asked. “You been drinking, haven't| you?" She pushed him away from ber. | He made a broad, uncertain move- ment with one hand. “I spent the| afternoon with a few friends of mine | that—dropped into town,” he said, “You haven't any objection . my dear Emmy, have you?" | shook her head. But when he tried to put his arms | around her she held him away from | her, with her two hands flat against hig chest, ¥Listen to me,” she said to him, \ your wife this lfl- he asked her, and | “Have you, What's the | jerk ( He frowned. “You didn’t go to see | her, for the love of little green | apples, did you?" Emmy shook her head once more. | “Don't be silly,” she answered. “I| met her at a party. But—listen to me, Wells Harbison—she's just like my own mother!” | He shrugged his fine big shoulders. | “Good Lord, what of it, Emmy? | What are you getting at?” “Wells, you don't think I ever| PERKINS SELL Feature Value! $49 Our pre-holiday speciall M orous size in oh-nn- gold mount. Large, carved Supreme! $69 white gold. Pay Next Year could take you away from a woman like her—from her and her baby—do you? I never could! Never, never! He put out his arms and tried to draw her into them again. “Emmy, don't be a little fool. I love you for feeling this way about her, but it's silly all the same. We may have to hurt her a little, but she'll soon get over it—and she wouldn’t be happy, anyway, if she knew she was keeping us apart. I gave her a hint that 1 cared about someone else—about you—darling—" His breath mingled with her breath, and once again that unfor- getable smell came from it. “Please let me go!" she cried. “I don’t want to talk to you when you re like this! ' you've been drinking!" “Why, he's just like my father!" she was thinking, wildly, while she 'struggled to get away from him. “He'd ruin their llves”"—she thought of Daisy Harbison and her baby that had lain strapped to a board under the Alpine sun for 8o long—*just as 'our father ruined everything for my mother and us!” At last she tore herself away from him and put the gateleg table be- tween them. “Emmy.” He looked at her with reproach in his eyes. “Why do you, fact like this? You know you love me. There's against it, Emmy. no use in fighting 1 love you and {you love me——"" “I don’t! T don't!” make him understand meant what she was saying. She tried to that she 1 | thought 1 did, but T don‘t I'm afraid that what I loved was your big car and all the wonderful times and the lovely things that you gave me. I'd never gone around with a well- dressed man before, either. I loved that, too, I guess. A silly thing like thnt—" She pulled the Spanish shawl from the top of the piano and began to pile into it all the things that he had brought her from time { to time. Books, cigarette box, lustre bowl, silver tea kettle, fresh tea roses and a box of preserved ginger. “I got you all mixed up in my mind with the things that you stood 1 hate you when NEW BRITAIN DAILY HERALD, FRIDAY, DECEMBER 7, 1925 |for,” she went on, brokenly, *“and I !wus homesick, too. 1 was lonely and | homesick, and you were the only person in sight. So 1 thought it was you I nted—but it wasn't, And it isn’s He put his blond head to one side and looked at her as he might have looked at a naughty but pretty child | in a tantrum. “Come here, Emmy," he said, indulgently; “1 want to talk some sense to you." She saw then that there was no use in trying to talk to him any longer. The only thing to do was to go and leave him. That might make him realize that she meant what she said. So long as she stayed he would think simply that she was leading him on, coquetting with him. She came out into the late after- noon sunlight with a white face and wide-open, wounded eyes. She went down into the wide, gray-and-green | spaces of the park, crossed it, and came out into the maze of shabby little streets that lie just to the west of it. | It was dusk when she reached | Flower street. The trees were cover- ed with the tender new leaves of the ' spring, making a tunnel all down the {street, and the woolen mill was in darkness. In the spotlight thrown on the sidewalk by a street lamp the three little McMylers were playing with a woe-begone Kitten. | “We're trying to get it to walk to your mother’s house for some milk,"” the oldest of them called, as Emmy came along past the rickety fences. “If we could only train it to know it should go there for milk! , She keeps a saucer of it on the back steps.” It was not until that moment that Emmy remembered that this was the night of her mother's trip with Perry to New York, where she was going to see the things she had longed to see her whole life long— the Flatiron Building, the elevated trains, the proud Goddess of Liberty. | | “She's gone!” she wailed to her- | self. “And oh! 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She knew that her mother had ,Bone to New York with Perry—and {yet what could that glimmer of | white be but her apron? Coming still closer, Emmy saw that it was! Her mother was standing at the top of the steps, looking down the street as if she were watching and waiting for Emmy. As if something ;had told her that this was the night iwhen Emmy would come home. The night when Emmy would need her. “What happehed? Why didn’t you go to New York with Perry?” Em- | my tried to call out to her, but her | words were muffled and strangled in a storm of childish sobs. She flung open the gate, with its new coat of paint and its old friendly | squeak, and rushed up the steps to ! her mother. She hid her eyes against | | her little shoulder, trying to tell her all the tings that were in her mind. She tried to say how hurt she was —how disillusioned and disappointed and disgusted with herself—and how she needed to be comforted. But all she could do was to cry and hold | her mother tight in her arms. | | “I had to come home,” she ex- plained presently, drawing a long, sobbing breath. “You know, Mother —you know—I've been 80 homesick. 1 didn't know it, but 1 was. Things | weren't s0 wonderful away from you. I want to be home——" She started | to ‘ery again. “I know. I know, my chick,” Mra Milburn kept crooning to her, strok- ing her wet cheeks with her hands that were 8o comforting even if they were always rough and calloused. *I | know all about it—and just don't you worry, Emmy. Everything's all right, and you're back where yau belong.” | The door of the little yellow house stood open to the May night. Be- | ‘yond it the hall was in darkness. | But when Emmy stepped into it she could see Robb sitting beside the , Dying Gladiator lamp on the dining Solitaire $200 Herg Is the ring She herself, would choose! A remarkable offer! Pay Next Year dia. band a beauty. Pay Next Year Modern! 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