The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1901-05-10
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are always like that-and think they
are amusing. Wait till you see what
a good actress | can be-"
They both laughed together, and she
laid the coat carefully across her bed.
anu kept watch around that cross
street, running 10 the door every few
minutes to see if he were coming. He
was not due for three hours yet; but
he was really coming and was almost
there when Uncle Eph, who had en-
tered into the play like child, saw
him and called out to her:
You'd he comes!" he shouted, and
then bent busily over his work But
he watched out of the corner of his
eyes.
She was in the kitchen when he
called, but quick as flash, she was
across the hall; and just as he opened
the door she threw herself down upon
the bed, with her face buried in his
coat. He stood in the door, his face
white. She did not see that.
"Oh, Frank, Frank, how could your"
she moaned, her form shaken with
sobs. Il have found that letterl How
could you-oh, how could you treat
me so?"
He leaned back against the door and
something rose in his throat and
choked him. In a moment he sank
into a chair, and sat there dropping.
She pressed her face closer into the
folds of the coat, that he might not
see that she was shaking with laugh
ter.
''Millie!" he said presently. His lips
were dry. His head was on his hand.
and his eyes, suddenly bloodshot with
agony, had dropped to the floor.
Mile" he said again in that
strange, dry voice, II didn't mean for
you to find it out rushed home as
soon as / missed the letter. OF course
it will only serve to make you un-
happy"
she was not shaken with laughter
now. She lay very still. There was
letter in one of her hands. He could
just see the tiny corner of it, peeping
out from under the sunny brown hair
"Of course l am sorry l ever got
mixed up with that woman" he
groaned. Il might have known I'd get
the worst of it. / don't know how l
came to do it-how do men get drawn
into those things, l wonder? l sup
pose I'm just plain fool, like the rest
of my kind-and she was pretty, every
body must acknowledge that, and so
young and so lonely-it was enough
to make a fool of a man. I'm sorry
/ concealed 1t now. l ought to have
told you all about it in the beginning
and then you wouldn't feel so hard
toward me. But we will at least not
dwell upon the affair. Come now
give me the letter and let me burn
it, and that will be the end of 1t. I'm
awfully sorry to have made you I'M
happy-but you mustn't take 1t too
seriously. I'm not the first man who
has made such mistakes"
She did not raise her head, but one
hand slipped out with the letter in It,
He took it and glanced at the address
as he was about to tear it up; and
turned whittier.
She lay there so still that she might
have been dead. Her face was turned
away from him. In all her look and
attitude .-ere was no hint OF forgive
ness. After awhile he went out of the
room and out of the house. walking
like a man In dream.
Uncle Eph stood on tiptoe, and peep
ed in at the window. She lay still,
face downward on the bed. In few
minutes he went back and looked
again.
Then he knocked on the door and
crept into the room, and touched her
with trembling hand.
did 20 act IL out honey?" he asked
waveringly; and she raised her white
face and smiled at him.
Il acted IL out" she said; and for
the sake of the daughter who had slip
ped out OF his life so long ago, he
cbafed the cold little hand and whis-