The Calhoun chronicle. [volume] (Grantsville, W. Va.) 1883-1984, 1907-04-02

talking by the mantelpiece. You've
given mo a heavenly memory for the
end" she told MIN. Thanks so much!
l shall be thinking OF 1t At this time
tomorrow"
80 shall l." said wendover.
She took OF her hat, and pulled her
hair right before the mirror. Shall
your"
viii you write to me?"
Eyes, II you'd like me to-"
I'D more than like II, II shall
look forward to your letters trenen-
dously"
There won't be much to say in
them"
They'll be from you. 1 wish
you weren't going"
She raised her eyes to him. ''Whyf-
she asked.
Wendover kept silent a moment
II was the hardest thing that he Dad
done In his life II he answered, BE
cause love YOU" he felt THAI he
would be cad. Besides, she must
know very well that he loved her
what good would it do TO tell herr
doubtless she had repented her cues
ton in the moment OF putting it, Yes.
he would be a cad to confess to her,
and she would think less OF him for
1t. He would choose the beau role
and she would always remember that,
when he might have spoilt their last
scene together and panied her, he
had been strong, heroici
We've been such pals" he said.
That she mightn't underate the hero
ism, he turned aside. as the noble
fellow in books does when he is strug-
Cling.
AFTER a pause she murmured, "It's
time said good night
She went to him slowly and gave
him her hand. Her clasp was fer
vent-it was encouraging to feel that
she was grateful Her gaze held him.
and her eyes were wide, dark, troubl-
ed; he was sure that she was sorry
for him.
Good night, my dear" said Wen
dover bravely
And when he had watched her 20
up the stairs-when she had turned,
with that look In her eyes again. and
turned away-he went back to the
salon and was wretched beyond words
to tell. for a fool may love as deeply
as the wisest.
This was really their "goodby"-
in the morning the claims on her were
many. and he was not the only one
who drove to the station with her.
When she had been gone between
two and three weeks he received the
promised letter 1t told him little
but that she was "the new drawing
mistress; OF her thoughts, her atti-
tude toward her new life, it said moth
ing. He replied promptly. question
ing her, but she wrote no more. and
not the least of his pain was the
thought that she had dismissed him
from her mind so easily.
He did not remain much longer in
the pension, its associations hurt him
too much. 4 sandy-haired girl. with
no eyelashes and red ears, occupied
Rhoda's former seat at the table. and
the newcomers unconcerned posses
sion OF 1T stabbed him at every meal.
Having taken precautions against let
ters for him going astray, he returned
to the hotel. and tried to forget.
Nearly year had gone by when he
stood again on the deck OF a Channel
boat. He had not spared himself and
the novel was finished, and he was
satisfied with it. but he was as much
in love as he had been on the morn.
ing when he had watched q train steam
from the Care st. I.azare. AS he
paced the deck he thought OF Rhoda
all the time; It excited him that he
was going to England he might chance
TO see her-he might even run down Ia
Beckhampton for day or twoi
IL would make the situation harder
to bear afterward, OF course. but
He looked up "Beckhampton" in tn,
Railway Guide often during the next
few days. The distance between then
was marvellously shOrt-Ehe knoWl
edge that an hour and halPs Jour
ney could yield her face to him agair
had touch OF the magical in IL Al
hour and a half from Hades to OIym
pus! The longing fevered him: h,
threw some things into a bag pellmel
one morning and caught the 1918
! H. D'ii A1OlOl. ana from there
! he directed the driver to the school
The little town was gray and drear,
he pitied her acutely rs he gazed about
him from the fy. He understood
how her spirit must beat itself against
| the bars. he realized what her arrival
must have meant TO her-behind on,
OF the windows OF this prison she had
sat looking back upon her yesterday
How the year must have changed herr
He wondered II she still smiled. Tn,
fly jolted into the narrow High street
and he saw her coming out OF the post
office.
Yes. she still smiled-thc smile
that irradiated her face, and mad,
him forget everything else, The,
| stood outside the pOstofice together
/ clasping hands once more.
"You! what are you doing hcre?'
she cried
Il was just going to sec you: Nv,
just come from the station. How ar,
you? You look very we'll"
I'm all right Are you back foi
good?"
yes, left Paris a few days ago
did you stay on at the pension p
"Oh. no: gave that up soon after
you went"
You've finished your book. eh?'
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