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THE EVENING WORLD, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 2, 1922," ; bbe Te & “EVENING WORLD'S COMPLETE _ NOVELETTE. J CHARACTERS IN THE DRAMA as T stand here, Then I'll go back They had never really quarrelled. no longer withstand, tempera. But she would have all of him or— Selma's intake of breath was deep ing to teas and dinners and dances, to the stage. Perhaps I shan't be as Many a time both had moved impetu- mentally, the desire to be free—free None of him and tong. She felt like a swimmer and hie detested those thing BY HAROLD M“GRAT AUTHOR OF DRUMS OF JEOPARDY’&c. — Iustrated By WB.Johnstone 1 2 ita isos in yt. qs tender with the clay as T once was. ously toward the trruptive danger of this increasing repellance which From Lane's deserfption Selma had unexpectedly overtaken by wearine “Life meant to me ving tp witt SELMA NORDSTROM, daughter of Vikings, blond, but, aS Go"iack to ner if you must; and linc, tut thelr Mnental bulanee wes a0 forever pushed lin buck and forever constructed a hunisonte woman with with the shore still far away Whe, iy friends Instead of my hishand she says, crystal and flame. Also known on the stage as when the day comes that you crave nicely adjusted, thelr sense of Justice drow him on—he told bis wife @ splendid body. aloof tn manner, a pit her devittry. had dus You t caltent crystal. (wa Eade fs warmth, blood instead of tee—here and humor so keen and lively, that frankly MarroWwaninded. Purttanieal, Axed une And now to get out of it wit Wat gla But there ia f — Lena Cagliari. She caught his head in her, hands instinctively both stepped back at the ! vey well; do as you fike.” She Niteratbly on) look upon life, one much dignity as she could. “No doubt now, burning, burning! Three years IG “ve tea nef $7, Py and pressed it with savage tenderness brink of the crisis. had said nothing more than that of those ¢ res who take and take my name and face are unfamilin I have lived a hundred! 1 have made NORMA LANE, crystal and ice as judged by her rival, Selma, against ner heart, and her stormy Her stage name was Lena Cagliarl, He packed and left, Por days «nd never you. To the world f am known as a few Nell for myscit cach day, and 5 ; ; Penne a sac Ces glittered with tnshed tears. Dut there was not a known drop of he lived in a kind of hypnotic fury, — But why was she always at home? Lena Cagliart.* wandered in it but who shows that all human estimates of human impulses ET "Go love you, Selma! 1 ttatian Sardialen Italia black in And in thie me ways susceptible TO remain here where she had spent ‘You? Here? Mrs Lane dropped the : be incorrect shall never leave you. I’m not that her veins. She had gone toa Flor- to sympathy, he met Selma Nord- the ttrst weeks of her honeymoon— card as though it were an unclean ELMA nodded understandingly ie . kind, T am only a human being, [ entine convent school up to her six- strom—the woman, not the actress. «fter being cast aside as weighed and thing, and to the other woman the 6 saw something of this hell HERBERT LANE, a successful playwright and man of wealth, know, but 1am not a cad. You cast teonth year, returned to Stockholm He believed In his right to happl- found wanting? It was Imeredible: act was equivalent to a blow in the in the future your lot with mine; and 80 we'll and gono upon the stage in face of ness, and he could not be happy with A strange little doubt seeped into face B® lay tn a gray corner, The three vears I have had the happiness stick ft out. As God Is my judge, T parental protests, and at the age of Norma Lane. She did not under- Selma's mind as the car drew up "Walt!" cried Selma, marshaling walls were gray; the robe to give and give. believed I could forget, stamp out all twenty-nine, when her particular stand him. Ste cared nothing for wider the porte-cocheré? She reso- all hor gifts. ‘Before you surrender 'Mtuition + Posseasin this key you call continued the wife, “did “It is the law of nature that woman thought of her, Haven't I fought: world lay at her feet, she had fallen the drama, Tis plays frankly bored lutely trampled upon this doubt, got to the natural impulse to show me to he see in me what T did not realize which covered the lounge Was wioiid give and that man should take, and what good has it done? Didn't in. love with thi Mera Toate her Bha liked wimiple Koclae staple. aut and sane the olifamhionéd bell, thedesr, Heat ie? was there? 1 understand so much ! gray; her pelgnoir was gray; jtave Lever breathed the slightest re- you fight too? dramatist music, simple pictures; the thunder- As she waited she became conscious — “Rut the supreme Insolence of this those days! In yet he found what i} and so perhaps were her thoughts eret ‘or having thrown away the ‘‘Well, here we are! A man enn Neither Lane nor the world knew bolts of genius left her untouched of a familiar flutter, the quality re. visit!" ” a a at d . he Hi Only the thick black hair of her world? not find veal happiness anywhere on that this was her first affair, Sho _ Strange that ote must make these sembling that which always attacked — “No! Call ft the supremo sacrifice, '? had hoped to find in'me. And t He Weis ela OF Her fae “And do you think we fool the earth except in work. Go back, even jagged this ret with a strange discoveries after marria eldom if her on first nights, Here it was not T love your husband with all my sen}. failed him from the start! 1 loved, head and the pa i world, hiding up here? Pouf! @he if she agreed to take moe, Knowing jjind persistence. Ter tremendous ever before The truth ts, objects a good pr . He would never come back to you, but did not know | to love, ; had definite outline, standing out from yor Knows, but it doesn't care, It that it would be the same thing over vitality, her capacity tur work, and that We love we remake bw lovi How shoul she announce her and your pride would never permit gook, but did not know how to give. ' the gray blackground like the head of forgives. and condones because, for- again? her rincere love of it, had kept her &Bd we cling to the model of our own As for that, would go directly to you to send for him. Such is his (708 oe ee ae i | a swimmer in a misty sea. There was sooth, we amuse It—T as an actress “Three years were as much as 1 singularly free from entangling alli- Making until the dazzle wears off; and the point, without subterfuge or use- loyalty." 1 was a sleep-walker, Hut these q no color anywhere about her, except and you asa dramatist, We are lini- could stand, T never put my arms ances, On the other hand, she had Sometimes the duzzle wears off only in less cirelin She owed Mrs, Lane ‘‘Loyalty? You speak of hia loy- three years!" { the two little points of ruby light in ments for its mental rheumatism, as @round her that T did not feel a subtle no jiusions, or if she tad any they Patches and we stil! find ourselves {n nothing; she was under no contract to alty?"" There was superb abandon in the h her great, eombre eyes. itwere:t “True; I believe he owes none to 7 * wide-armed gesture, and it stirved One could scarcely tell whether this “I am actually two men!” ‘ 5 ET Four Bich 1k Bis tyalty: toms, ter: ot dy gatas atte Hi light was reflected or came mysteri- No,” Selma said. "She should have et ee } { Cadel a that by the slender thread of it [ ma's) Renee of dramatic values, ‘ ously from within. been two women. That Is always so : Rte Fhe could hold him until the end of his “Thinking Is good for human be- t She was watching the man tn the All things toone man, She is crystal - i days. And yet, I come to you to ask jags,"" I 8s wife said. “I never «. Sometimes he paused to gaze into catches the light and re oti ; The an ulterior purpose tn mind, 1 have was to think, think! And then, yl apace, where inspiration lie ready to snot light of her own none now. Why? I saw his desk— after having thought, to wait! [ have y spring forth at the beck: nee ar Have you ever held your hand sete: Ups There ie been a said that I shall always hate you; t 4 etimes n gers near u window pane in’ the i errible mis somewhere. Bi ried in and out of bis ashen beard warm, but the glass remaine his nor mine. kind of gratitude. You opened the ‘ gain, he would lean on his elbows cold. She is like that. Have door fur me... 1 a hat no hour for subterfug a Cagliart— and cover his face with his hand told me so a thousand time Ahoreith thei Happibeds cethhie poeple. Lake Apkitedl cutsthatinamni eneely \ eos eyeriand anon s wisp of amo \e A woman without fire, without Involved: yours, mine, his. I am become your equal and tear hit away from a@ discarded cigarette in the ash- companionsiip, without — Inter guilty of no vulgar intrigue. from you. It was in. wild pride at tray—an old pewter porringer—wot } whose lody lives but whose heart was “I did not take him from you. You first that T set about to retrac his curl aslant his beautiful profile, giving never born. Haven't you told me? Jet him go. I have pictured you as a ps { studied and the more an Olympian touch to it Don't I know? And yet she calls to woman with a heart of crystal, coll a book bored me the more tenactously “Men tire, and women every fire of your being, trom the and clear, without warmth, without 1 stuet to it murmured in an undertone ends of the world.’ haven't faded, and he hasn't tired. “When you put your arms around It's that will-o’-theawisp. T wonder me, you poor innocent, don’t I know what I shall have to do? Half illusions that you are playing it is she? So © the most deadly. With a full i1- often do you close your eves when f the least understanding of the man “His “Ah, how many times have I seen him In faney at this desk—that ought to be your shrine!—writing, pouring his soul out on pap: books, his music! And one 1 i { the truth came to fme that I H loved him. 1 do not ask you to send writings him t ause ek. T can watt, for he will come. I know. Children! You ate jon one does not think; with no illu- kiss you! If know. You are visual- God #0 willed it, and then running to sieht; this house is empty, But have sion at all one i fr How shall I jzing her, Nature js inexorable, but you to read It, and you, careless, you yourself never thought of them nce hint GeSnIReSR Sunk D differe out understand- te z act to convince hin 1 pig ROt MWays just t + Indifferent, without understand- of running your fingers through thelr Presently the writer drop ni ai , ing, without trying to understand! hair, of teaching. ther yer pencil, rose and walked hastily over 4 man sat down heavily in hild : v4 DT RERy ere ee RS. LANE stared, There was children” to one of the windows. his chair and leaned on his tt somet e voice tha “I was not a woman; " The woman in gray slild off the cliows, “1 ans damned!” he mething in the voice that was not a woman; T was a te jounge She drifted rather than aad held her in thrall—a dignity ™Male and [ wanted my mat said walked to a spot directly behind him, 4. | which Mrs. Lane had not te Wife. “I have studied, read J her chin almost touching his shoulder, e all are from \he veginning, tet such a woman could possess, *tUdled: and now { am ready, ready and looked out into the diademed Care mio; only some of us are more sunpesten? : ssess- like that desk which has been my “Why did you marry him at all if shrine. I could go with him and live you understood him not? Do you be- with him as you have done, unlaw- . lieve there was no wrong in that? fully, The shell I was born-in ts s Did you marry him because he was ¢ricked. IT no longer le to myself.: 1 hight, If he felt her presence, he damned than othe ave no sign. For several minute Ahey remained thus. “One never tires of that picture Yes, poets and nd novelists and philoso- phers rave about Nature, ‘amatists but for all she said. - that she is unjust hich, because you wanted creature. Could have killed you when you spoke } “No, It Is always beautiful Theewoman pressed her palm upon comforts his name i “Yes, it is always wutiful up here her heart. “Look at me! Am T not “BUT THE SUPREME INSOLENCE “You made a barguin; did you ful- Be now i am glad oe came, 1 ; t Do you remember that snowstorm proper mate? Am I not Lenuuree A fll your part of it? want you to know me. e will com | winter, how Wwe sat here by this Win> [ave T not_genius and mre sett OF THIS VISIT. “Ah, how well [ know life, the ka- back. And rest assured that I shall t dow for two full hows? Was ever capacity of growing fat on crumba? bocaentio Ob land, Ieidoscope of emotions! But I do not hold him HM anything more exauisit _ fin Mt Have you not called me pomesnnn An elderly maid answered the ring, Understand Usls three of us, Why He has tired of you! Why should i white mantle which obliterated the and oranges Ingle , accepted Selma's card and escorted should this destiny be mine? Why I hide my exultation? With a single L nsightly, which ce Be RC LY Intellectually and physically 1 am a fein of thrall. ; ler gravely into the library, which Should T love him, when you, you are hair of my head I shall hold him as » rs and wounds’ ; your inate. Have I not inspired you? This chasm widened and deepened iy it the right of the hall. Tho the breath of his life? Are you with- with hoops of steel. He followed me 4 She laid a hand upon his shoulder, Have T not kindled your faney a thon, daily. Two people without a com valid threw a mateh Into the fireplace Out desire? Is there not something yesterday.’ possessively. i ated Ls nd times? And always her spectre munity “of inte rests. become Isolated. ig nt off to s raon her mistress, You want? These pipes!" Here was a barb that Selma could | ’ “Scars and wounds," he repeated, glides in between. You have deacrity a SRY GI UL eR BRN CST ENy aD Ones 4 went over to the reading Selma reached down and took up not pluck forth ; : reaching up and laying his hand of her so many times that | keen eed but by human law they are strangers, +16, upon which lay half a dozen one, “He followed me half the atter- hers, ‘How like a great city Wi- how she looks; beautiful at ous TD ORE TUGELG. Hag Of sunita et hooks, some of them marked: Ibsen, ‘What a wonderful thing Intuition noon,” the woman went on, “And 4 manity fs! Always building up, Wl serene and sionless Phe bce a rea eeu on a * ‘Vurgeniey, Maeterlinck, Sudermann! Is! It ts a key to life, ‘These pipes, God alone knows how hard it was not Ways tearing down, moving and naz World speaks of our tlaison rile north of New York. on the “ast Wiig in this house studied of oven this desk, ready! mngells, Wake Tim to turn and speak. But in iny mise: 4 twisting, now beautiful, now ugly; 8 A poor fool of a world. It fe of the Hudso ne house wa 1 these: thinkers? back. T hear no children’s voices in 1 have gained wisdom, [ knew that it s ¢ i ¢ t is my . . . 1 ve aflame: tyle noarty 2 vi ‘ and one by one the landmarks vanis! ect alone you love: the heart, {ella i Gadsiteipumisy 1 vere inidinaye le ayend ar a " Curiously she turned the pages of this house, It Is very empty. His were best he should not retura to you : and are forgotten you and I shall whieh is 1, is nothing. Am T bitters Set Bet ' re. If DP open a sem was an inveterate gamble ; ur i ye ‘owth of vir ive valet Sanaa RG the reader happineas—thit is all { ask; for my- thinking of me. Well, you came t \ anish and be forgotten haps—but ont @auiness, never Poors She st : inte. ay Bie soole plus ena had ROG Hey Oot) WNT IRSDE ERY: (CR ORG can penciled maragiapha here and self—nothing oe give him back to me. I will take Mead mo what you have writter reproach fire ov gaze into jow everywhere and gambled thet ref the later a in : The Song et tongs" In this Selma tad down the pipe, ‘The fire him ‘ou've been at that desk for three Lam tryin indurstand what Have 1 not ad ed you here and {mes with extraordinary sue- dist pennies Fan se? Doubtiess she had a com. Was gone out of her "The ulterior purpose,” the actress . i whole hours, Do you want your cof- Not humanly understandable wey there across the as it It wer = cis ane fe stim the highway tw the a WHR ete Hue welinm wad . Bhudiaring A Lan covered iat sald with a thin, wintry smile. “Well ae. > Will be a great pl ve me the risht to love o omething 1 could ve hehine abled ith her audience ched an even mile of velve t ‘ather disturber face with her hands an eld them | shall take that away with me, and in Gee ee aaperb ' Whoever he tus, ed a ies “1 understand he whispered, In Burope she gambled with gold: ¢ urd. The hot too ha si A pete oh phrase, and there for a space. Then she let them some day L shall smile at the thought Soe ought to know." She s and wherever nihim. And Ma. {Three of us, and 1 of us happy. here in America she gambled wiith way between, There were chestau ihoakboeie? . Ivop heavily to her sides of it, Out of life T have managed to ture f 0. he nhappy in love, stocks ‘ das BAN OWE Gui che our ind maple : ony + eheceald.. “Ehat : nd then looked at his watch ure tosses this riddle at my feet: Mer if anbappy in 1 SOCle: wie ane fecobatoribelama out Maen aeeiy Ry the west window, through which There ts a God," she sat Thad squeeze a little happiness. ofelock? I didn't know it was so late, | The mun folded his arms and eid SME HSM vider ice whee meee eae toteste, NNAt Nad once Ben S soured the mellowing sunshine, begun to doubt. And He brought you “He will come back, and you wilt so to bed. Don't bother about the own in his chair had but you n real ata Ee CS GONE CORR Te shern Slashing with Roman gold a corner here to-day: How I have buted you! have all of him, Tam but an episode ; coffee.” AHitle nhie ako tidpaw the aworis “Samet (h au cansioniy pulled tae eee see ey oe otnee a nthe monenern ta tie nomnern Ge the Kermanshah, stood a flat ma- 1 have tortured you, torn you limb My purpose in coming to this house af ae ufte ne ah ehile n 1 ways as by wild € b . om peas sia She lighted was fully three a t 2 cate yor c 30 ‘oO —I see —_ ” 3 Bue do want {0 f me HM h id laws @ toy," she bie ies by at h ae no nulls Riochcletnmnmanghuren: apraolnl th was a great parden, typically Resumy desk, Selma thrilled at the from lmb, beaten you, cursed , it ay ait leasly w xaite iia you ‘ He caught her by the arms and A cima, humanity laugh note . She invariably made a ceremon }ihalisn? at tho Northern Jhoundar hit of it, for Lane had often de>... « And you are only hu- two toxe hae tn Dertec } understand lightly swung her over toward the coe AN ete ete Poppies and roses—vcolor and per- tt She had the European housewife's splendid apple orchard, 1 bed it to her man, like myself. Tiknew that sooner ing; and that purpose belng accom= desk—with the strength rather aston tome with better heart i 1 opinion that np man knew aow typieatty as that, a Ile had written his first play upon or he would tire of you. pli jull pass completely out of 4 mate n 1 wis the potte tit fume. Never mind Vi > if ypica Ainerican in c eee that’ man yourgorbit ishing in so slender a body—and filte Aah ee Be Ant att Manet UE Uree ha she sped Make coffer itrotivaily permite ua this desk, She got up and approached jooner or later; that's the ma 1 , the lamp so that the glare of it might San a cette UU ANY ay call J Reba . The two of them stared at the water eagerly. It was du und or- of t—always in pursuit of mysteries. Y hu were blind; but you see cover her, The ruby points of Jizht a u thousand my Md after her, struck by DWID in a fascinated Kind of wa ly. In a bronze tray ar and Go on, T left my pride outside your And who is without blindness? Not , expanded until her eyes ved lik ae S82 aoe Usually they chatted about the pl is a brillant Octobe There was a cannis- £ rone. Iam bitter, but only H Burgundy wine in glasses held inst RGaveT ait the anti-climax this ©S- he was writing; but to-night the nN When Selma Nordstrom's ca near garettes, “I did not intend to hurt you. I against this inexplicable thing I call candlelight. Her skin was no longer traord Clination — y toward it ed up to the. gr t ati ought to thank you for some of your the three of us. [misjudged you, ‘ pale, but rosy, and her bosom rose up ; his) it which pro 1a silence that lasted rece ca syod this paraphers 4ruthy t there are some instincts naturally, Nor will you go on mi a. und out with the deep Intuke of ec jy s And drew a blank sheet t until tle mental cover of the unt bearein cane aeet : he smoker, sensed impending orn in me that nothing will eradi- Judging me. j stato Breath — only my art erdu to weribt but threatened to pop off ‘ peauty: of ahi ake WaRCTA eaite 1, he will be happy; for the ¢ ELMA XORDSTROM was one of | ; wiftly she bent her head and blew in f , ne auth id teady, "And one of these ts that 1 must be soul of you is now quite as magnifi- 1 y Then with su nfu he ¢ “out the wick t Y nd r nn 1, of nece cent as your body Do not © anomalies which some believe ri cong : ul ! ecould ‘tmimorals and being te : : 4 ne fennel f ' 1 1 up t ret and fun she sald 7 or smothon a sity low and base! A what cull the maid, Td rather go to the i i times come down oma ‘ » ‘ ob t fo 1 i ¥ he Kked, awakenia ig: 1 t ' rr " YP fearr 1 Waste: vu ‘ f ‘i th oi formid ou care what nk Of me great north countrie si | m paint ! ors ver, whic m ha ee fy baoland inde her head once she 4 should have been of hervic moult — VUOCn Was rhe o atoms. $ veny [wish to ¢ tow a my onthe ra t instinct wea it or nd the door, | her hair blond as ripe wheat, her eyes : AY als Fane Mev! Lane, were ou wouldn't this is beautit ra kath pilugeareculdon te ’ pened it and closed it softly, and | | as blue as cornflowe Vikin d paeints } aa 7 ether intellor ) rie A we lid Mrs, Fane with fine stood for a moment with her back to ay th say everything. t NO ‘ « a 1a . iu daughter that she was, Instead, alte (is the magnet this erystar RUDY of ide nd PGR MSL le isk the t rhe dignity, Th came tot rly that I ut, but It was serene i was as a blossom from the valleys of voy has that you, out of my Per a HOF loNe He 1 PE oe ee oe ey having nienized . furtt must not permit this to and dignified, She had salvaged that t 8 i Si Stee on alone, forgotten, crowded to suffo! no time for er sit aie Redltn aats A Tuscany. , ven ! Away tn Kisses? sTdon't. Selma and Lane mip Ha Gonity TBDHER When ivi eae \ was openin: ' ete her in Magnanimity or frank- much trom the debacle, Once the 3 “Selma, you are HKe A fame. ne ee anny teaching out for SUPremely happy but tor at thie, yon ber memories, When! wil aed Yaad AIBA Tae ee She tupned sud~ Ooo” She felt. the primordial in- cool October wind touched her cheeks, Lam near you, Tam always warm. ie T reuching out for youe-the eters Ue still loved his wit door at will, But in old age the hinge » Mi Mra I ensing rather than sinets stirring in her, but she rose she realized that her retreat was just Those wine-dipped eyes of yours seem 4)” triangle! Lut whit dex she , Prinelpally, among all humans, she Gor at will, But in old age the hing outing: (evaporDn some about them n time © was very weak open up every prison door in my i oy out gor? anreen 1 For three years now she & ake, the door flops and memo Le TTP , rasa ilnee li. ave! that von The woman in the tibtary picked ind. You have been my inspiratior ieee studied him a 1 have somes au : seed es oo a de rom the impulse, at : . we u great Woman," she went on, up the pipes and crushed them pase To you alone do I owe the fame 1 ashe iy the peak. She the Mat da part, Indeed, she had to, Thannel, «| igs don un ¥ i 1 noble, selfish and. « Mrs. Lane crossed the me There went to-day [saw only uctress, sionately to her besom, laughing and have" He took her in his arms and tenom, she is the ice we guzed Wea aot pnstabie, ue We wanevars ey ee Se Oe ees She shrugged and ed Was a smile on her lips, half curious, armed with a hundred cos for nd held them there until she kissed her hair. i ' upon from the Gorncrsrat. What dues lant tn ais mouds; he never broke @ Onent not to have any, but if you Having iid a ¢ ik rey teil 6 te ma's cad snaring men, beautiful—and you are uint warning of autos I have always wanted to die in () , for? Is there human Premise, but he often avoided making WHT work all night atleast tt shi hev churacteristica to pu ‘ Heautiful!—and intelligent. T have en as the car turned out ine moments Jk ve , aaa call ‘i si u Fehrs She must deire some one To-day he would Fi in th a jood nigh fdeolitian to. . 1 tried to think of you as low, but way flame. want to be blown ou thin depths; to-morrow Le would be viding conscicnee { not 1 view ou must pardon me," Voowing him even so little as I do t y elma drew the robes don't want ty die ember by embos i I she not know! Oh, if f in the clouds, She sometimes grew CHAPTER II. asain : sone topped) (ito: Goud not We lett mo because Ji lot nd: huddled into a, corner, } Fou mustn't talks Hike (hat! tone ond of the city and you dizzy in her effort to v nin Wis LANES had beeen wealt Mise tan Taal Miah eh Real ements Sc Seat i Gambiert \ “Why not? It's the truth eiitered at -t ' 1 should Know these plunges and tliust ; for three or four generation no: Vvulear ‘ ‘ a) vou ha opened hax © ‘Torn leu lull as the heaven and hell alternately.” hats because | love you and she Singular trath, that in this 4 nent bout wae Se A Ninikaor ‘ bts , : hud eeteel i 7 4 an \ her eyes dwindled to points une (,, hat 1 1k ind never had ever been or 1 af he 1 7 i . nak tk 1 1 t Childrent more. Listlessly she fingered ¢ i ( 1 ee carvaial HIE understood Ph fun od twa I ' ; ‘ ; ie aK ( ose tt ' 1 ait 1 rampl w Ae more frequently he saw it lack What a part God has given y LEC He hie F tnitind " lon. sour ave ot dinbloric ad turned "“" feel like a cad, an abomin. me! And T must go on playing it SE oes Sordidne n any form repetied f \ « in ' no doubt that 1 1 H ynd rended Por what wretch,” he went on. “Mor three fave T been a fool? Who ean say? Mere his wife was be ng one him. lis dvamas, we trong and : \ f 1 ' ne always hate you—that L \ boon t pose? To send years you have practically hidden Wott, let mo hold you a little longer. she could hold hin aint Aciietiingal braeale (Wau. iEliege one (hi “fine forget nur fargive: you mu tuck mites flione'ta/beoomn tac away from the world, It isn’t faly. Oh, you will back to her. ‘That is with her profer i 1 his ox- were tainted by the sordid or the uw t 1 1 \ ne truthful TP oan tally disilla f in that event, The world was at your fert written," rated sense ! could wholesome. He was a mu: tw ' i t ¢ ' ul T omanrried Merl Twas what could it retucn to her, “And IL preferred to be at yours. “But will she take me?’ He hold him, But already the at prom- was neither prude n pedant It unk T was even. selfis' i had sever? hat is all that? she cried with a laughed cynically ‘Don't worry, it ised to be a difficult one. What should was his clear insight into life i low ' 1 lad everything. f could not She lu again, brokent The “ ure toward the million city lights, will be a long time before that hap- she do? How vid she She the attendant cloanncss nun mew t ' ‘ tand Why a neh aman should switt- ne Wind dashed the. teare “Nothing! And what pe those up pens. if ever,’ had been thinking over theme things that first diew Selma ly by the t 1 ir 1 r e did. His plays did bor n her eyes ‘ Yonder but white, dea) stars? = Pvc Poor man, you will go ae surely a3 she lay upon the lounge. Wheao the day came when he could t sine solidity of Lis rupaity, cont a «Ms Was @ fool! Lite meant go- 1922, by jhe Beli Byndicate, ined

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