Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-02
eur, father" exclaimed the girl. with M

Peur,' father" exclaimed the girl. with M
ing eyes.
"Well. we'll. we did get along pretty we'll.
last cruise. didn't we? l was to tell you,"
he added, lowering his tone, that II you
are In the humor for II. In the spring-in
the humor, mind you, well be out. prob
ably in March, and take you and Miss
Blocker on at viilefranche. or anywhere
Thank you SIR" said Helen, rigid In q
moment, her eyes dried OF moisture.
Think LIT i over; , my dear! You'll find II
He kissed her again on the side Of the
cheek, missing her lips somehow. and was
gone. Helen hardly saw his spare ns1 ere
1t, SO quickly the crowd closed behind him.
She was conscious OF impattence with Fos-
ter, who stood there bowling In his sleek Inn.
portance as the. milhonaire's confidential
man, extending his dampish fingers for
goodbye. The party who had come to see
her of spfinkled their ANAL farewells w..n
Miss Blocker, serenely proud. took her sta
ton by the taffrail In place where no &C
quaintance or reporter could fall to note
her among the '.well-known people sailing
this morning Helen was at last alone.
Alone as she had never felt before. In
her five-and-twenty years OF active, inde-
pendent life. gap In the double row OF
passengers crOWdlnG 10 the ran AolWa.u
gave her an opportunity. Slipping In, she
looked down upon upturned, tvory-tfnted
faces massed together Like those on
Chinese screen; at the windows OF the COM
pany's rooms, also crowded with gazerss
but saw nobody she knew.
Already the mighty ship began to stir IN
her water bed. When she ceased motion
again, Helen would be over 3,00O miles
from home and the memories of this last
trying year. 1t seemed to her there was
not one soul ashore to care whether she
went or stayed Was this worth living TOT,
even as she had lived?
A voice smote upon her ear. 1t issued
from a girl jammed in next to her--a girl
younger than herself, extremely pretty.
1ashily attired, recklessly unconventional.
Hers was what Helen recognized to be
southern voice, low of pitch and soft OF
cadence, but just now strained to the ut
most to make itself audible to young
man in the act of forcing his way through
the resistant crowd, to reach the edge of
the outer pier from which the ship was now
swinging off. To further accentuate her
presence among the departing, the young
lady waving a small American flag.
''Jo-oh-n! Oh! Mr.. Glynn! Look up! Here
ami Up here!''
Helen started electrically, for it was her
John Glynn. and none other, whom this I'M
known person was thus shamelessly appro-
priating! He, whom she had been yearning
to catch a glimpse Of, who she was con-
WINGED must know from the papers that that
she had felt sure was in some hidden cor
ner looking after her. although, by her
behest, they might not again hold speech
one with the other!
Got here only this minute. Best could
do" shouted John Glynn back to the stran-
ger. smile lighting his handsome, many
face.
'Never mind! 1 understand! Geod-bye,"
A flower shot down amid the crowd. Sew
eral men affected to jump for 1t, but John
Glynn caught it and put it in his coat. His
gaze never left Helen's neighbour to her his
eyes were upturned, his hat was waved.
In flash, Miss Carstairs had drawn out
of sight and fed within:
She found Miss Blocker already extended
upon the couch in her own state room, TAX
ing tea, the door opened between, whilst
Eulalie, kneeling before steamer trunks
and bags, was littering everything near
by with luxurious belongings.
Helen accepted a cup of tea, changed
her street costume for a long, close-ftting
brown ulster with sable toque and boa,
in which Eulalie told her she was par
to the deck, walked up and down a COM
paratively clear space until the Baltic was
well down the bay. Then, fairly tired, but
unwilling to face Miss Bleecker's chatter,
she found chair forward, where 1t was
not likely she would sit again during the
voyage, and with wisp of brown chiffon
drawn close over her face. abandoned her
self to melancholy thought.
So this was the end OF John Glynn's la
menting for her loss She, not he, had been
faithful to the love they had shared SO
1O0QIy q uIIie Wulle, III WHICH BIG Ilau
no longer dared indulge with him. This
was the way he had accepted her decision
| that they must try to forget each other,
| finally.
During the one week Of their secret en-
gagement she had felt immeasurable happl-
ness. But every moment of closer contact
with her young love, a boy in world 8
| knowledge beside herself, though Of her
| own age in actual years, convinced her of
| the fatal mistake she had made in be-
| lieving she could give up her present life
| for him, and clog his career by an early
| marriage. So she had broken the bond
| ruthlessly, and her father had never known
I of it's existence. And his consolation so
quickly found! Helen's lip curled disdasn-
| fully. Some girl he had met in his board
| ing house;-the kind of thing he had been
| accustomed to before Miss Carstairs treat
! ed her faded taste to his virile freshness
| and charming looks, his masterful reliance
| upon himself, his willingness to take her,
] poor or rich! The type Of girl she had seen
in the tumultuous moment beside the rail-
I was puzzling. Not lady, according to her
| artifcialized standard, but having the
| frank assurance and belief in herself that
| had attracted Helen to John Glynn. with
| a something Of good breeding underneath.
| Cheaply dressed, cheap hammered, perhaps,
| ignorant Of what Miss Carstairs considered
| elemental necessities OF training, but never
| vulgar.
But whatever the rival, the hurt was that
| Glynn cared for Helen no more, while she
| cared just the Same. What fool she had