Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1906-10-04
the vanishing sail, just visible In the
remote violet Of the distance. n4here
n re many ways''-

remote violet Of the distance. hlhere
are many ways
his eyes rested upon the soft out
line Of her ear Lalf hidden In her
blown hair what are they!"
She turned her face still farther from
him. at made no difference to me-"
she said, whether he came or went.
1t wearled me to be with him, and l
was very selfish. When he kissed me
it left me cold"
His gaze stung her sharply "And if
you loved some one" be said, lit would
make great difference to you whether
he came or went? 1t would gladden.
you to be with him, and when he
kissed you 1t would not leave you
cold?"
IL think so," she answered
He bent toward her swiftly, then
checked himself, with q sneering laugh.
'Pll give you a piece Of valuable ad-
vice." he said. Don't allow yourself
to grow sentimental. 1t is awful rot"
And he threw himself into his chair.
He drew notebook from his pocket.
and when she seated herself he did not
look up. There was gray cast about
his face, and his lips were compressed.
She noticed that he was older than she
at first supposed and that the hand
with which he held the pencil twitched
nervously; then she lay watching him
idly from beneath lowered lids.
An hour later he looked up, and their
glances met. With sudden determine
ton he closed the book and replaced 1t
in his pocket. You look pale" he re-
marked abruptly.
"Do II" she questioned inanimatedly.
II do not see any reason why should
not
Perhaps, so long as 1t Is not unbe-
coming to you"
"Why will you say such thingsT she
demanded angrily. 81 detest them"
Indeed? Yes, pallor is not unbe-
coming to you. 1t gives you an inter-
esting look,
She rubbed the cheek next him with
the edge Of her rug until 1t glowed
scarlet. "There!' she exclaimed in re-
sentiment.
"That gives you radiant look" he
remarked composedly.
Her eyes flashed. you will make
me hate you," she retorted.
He smiled slightly, his eyes half sad.
Il am trying to" he responded.
She stamped her foot with impa-
A. Ss1,1. -, ~vo,, Z
will not hate you. Do you hear2 l
will noty'
"Is it a question Of will?"
'tIn this cese, yes"
do you hate as you choose-an
love?" he asked.
81 don't know" she replied. II hard
~ think could hate you II would,
despite your-your hatefulness."
"Not though 1t were a part Of wis
dom p
wisdom has nothtng to do With
with whata" he questioned.
with hate"
'Nor with love?"
"Nor with love-"
He shook himself free from an mag
mary weight, passing his hand across
his contracted brow. "Then 90 much
the worse for hate" he responded,
''and for love-"
AS she did not answer he spoke fierce
~. when you: love, love virtuous,
'straightawa plodder," he said. Love
a man because he is, decent-because
he is decent and plain and all the
things that the romancers laugh at.
Love fool, II you will, but let him be
fool who goes to his Office at and
leaves 1t at 6; who Graves no more
exciting atmosphere than the domestic
one Of house girl worries and teething
babies. If you ever find yourself low
ing a. man like me, you had better
make for the nearest lamp post and
hang
"Hushw she cried, her cheeks fam
ing. "How-how dare you?" Her
voice broke sharply, and she fell to
sobbing behind her raised hands.
.sMy Godw he said softly. She felt
his breath upon her forehead, and
tremor passed over her. Then his
hands fastened upon hers and drew
them from her eyes. he was painting
like man who has run race.
She was looking 9traight before her.
A small homing bird alighted for a
swift instant on the railing near them.
scanning suspici6ds1y the deserted cor
ner, and she knew that that bird would
be blazoned on her memory forever
after. Then she felt the mans lips
close upon her own. -
'sYou shall love me-" he said, "and
right be damnedp'
- -
She stepped out upon the deck, her
eyes shining. he met her moodily.
"shall we walk up Into the bow?' he
asked.
she nodded. ''Th,s is our last even
ing" she said. I'VE will make it
long" al ~
"Howsverslone ne make it, there is
always tcmorrowl sv
Her face cloudedys Eyes, there is to-
morrow" she admitted
She fell into step with him, and they