Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1899-02-03

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cented tones came clearly to her. He
had returned and entered his private
office without passing through the ed
itorial rooms. a moment later he came
i'll.
Il thought you'd be gone," he said,
pausing beside her His eyes were I'M
usually bright, a cool color from the
storm was on his cheeks. I'm going
ont again IL "a moment and will go up
town with you. just came down to see
Farley" and he crossed to tho night
editors desk.
Ten minutes later they were on the
streets together. The SNOW stung their
faces, settled like a mantle over them,
and i'll capricious skeins half hid the
blinking eyes of the crowd they passed
through. ShiveriDg newsboys blew on
their fingers, crouching under the stairs
Of the elevated road, and white capped
tamale men presiding over their copper
cans like magicians over a flame sent
their rolling cry from the shelter of
doorways
The trains were crowded at that hour
1t was necessary for Anne to take q
seat far from where David stood, and
she could only see his big shoulders be-
yond an intervening dozen. By the time
her gate came in sight after a difficult
walk the storm had reached crescendo,
and they were breathless.
"Come up to the fire for moment, 3"
said Anne.
"But you haven't dined:"
"Hours ago. It's almost 8. Come in.
I've seen nothing Of you for week.. "
Just for moment, then, if may.
Besides, want to speak to you Of Dom
ald."
And it was of Donald they talked.
yet something in David's tone thrilled
and bewildered Anne. He had been suc-
cessful in his interview with Donald
Sefain, had flung the first plank across
the chasm between them. But content
for that did not explain the light in his
face, the passionate air in his whole
presence. He seemed reveling in unex-
pressed exultation. With foolish stir
ring Of the heart Anne was conscious of
it and waited.
As he talked he leaned back with eyes
half closed. The pose forcibly recalled
the first day she saw him, when he had
tried to prevent her becoming news
paper woman, the flung back shoulder
and half closed eye, the loosened lock
of hair clinging to the forehead and
giving q boyish touch to his face. Then
he was stranger, treating her like q
too ambitious child. Now he was David,
SO familiar, SO we'll understood he was
like another self, and she loved him.
There was fright in this last thought
tonight. She seemed wild and strong,
but chained by one invisible thread Of
her own making. While she listened to
David she found herself endeavoring to
explain to her pride the voluntary sur
render Of her heart to this man who did
not and never might love her. She
thought Of the optimism in natural Sc
lection and that it might be unrecipro-
Gated.
She was only following an old law.
Other women had impulsively and ST.
lently loved men whose hearts had been
closed to them.
She knew that David was Indifferent.
He permitted few people an acquaint.
ance with his intimate self. He sought
none. Yet no man had more friends.
Pete in the Office. to whom from sheer
unconcern he had never spoken kind
word, felt privileged in some mysteri-
GUS way when commissioned to carry
home parcel for him. Donald, in spite
Of the untoward circumstances Of their
lives, loved him with all his heart. It
was not strange, then, since David Tenn
pie was a man whose magnetism was o
positive possession, who owned the
passive supremacy which steals from
the recorded lives Of Napoleon and Dean
Swift, that one woman should have
come still nearer to him unlimited. She
seemed defending her weakness before
an invisible jury and was acquitted.
IA splendid chance" David was
saying when she gave him her undivid-
ed attention again; "a chance not to be
had every day. The partnership can be
had for an absurdly small amount, you
know, because the Englishman who is
cutting it all sickened in the climate
and wants to get home But Donald, as
sisted by the good business men still in
the company, could make it pay. In
BRAZIL
"Brazil? He'll have to go to Brazil?'
she said uncertainty.
"You haven't been listening to me. "
And David leaned toward her. "Where
do you suppose they grow coffee. Anne
ON Staten Island? Really" he said
urgently, nothing will help Donald
like getting away from New York. If
it's hard to cut the old associations
here, it will be just as hard to form
new ones there. At first he would not
listen to me, would not let me lend him
the necessary money. It was q struggle
between us, and assure you, Anne,
Inundated myself to him."
docs he want to 60 now?"
HE wants to try-glad even to stop
sketchipg for awhile. It need only be
for few years. He will give up brain
work and uncertain hours for q life de.
manding physical energy and systematic
habits. Did tell you," he said more
softly, she's to let me send his protege,
Joe Evans, to my old nurse in Connect.
cut? The climate down there would fin.
ish the little chap in wink. He start
ed up and took few steps up and down.
II never can forget my visit to his
rooms the other night and the sight Of
the sick boy there. Donald is a queer
mixture Of good and bad. isn't he? He's
done what I never could do, been vicious
as I never could be, but he's made life
heaven for one creature, urged to it by a
humanity which scarcely understand. -
He stood before the fire and stared
into it There was a line between his
brows his glance was heavy. and Anne
knew he was thinking Of himself and
what he lacked as perhaps he never had
before. He sighed and moved so that
his elbow rested on the mantel. When
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