The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1909-11-21

then Hepburn spoke.
I might have known" he said. There was no
assortment in his voice. Rather an unimpassioned
statement of facts "Of course it would be you.
JACK don't blame you or her. butt must think
what shall do"
He rose if to go without further words but
Macarthur stopped him.
sit down. Arthur" he said in quiet voice.
There's to be said"
Hepburn looked at him inquiringly, and resumed
his seat
You're going too fast" went on Macarthur. Now
listen We've always been friends and this mustn't
come between us. 1 might lie to you and send you
away again. but it wouldn't help me. I'd have to
tell her the truth and you know that would end it.
SO far as I'm concerned" -
But you miss my viewpoint" said Hepburn, wsa'
rily She's forgotten me. and if' -
"She hasn't forgotten you." interrupted Macarthur
"If she had might don't know-but anyway she
hasn't"
Their eyes met steadily. Then Hepburn reached
out and took Macarthur's hand.
Il must go to her, Jack. Good-by," he said. and
hurriedly left the office.
Macarthur waited a moment then pulled the desk
telephone toward him and called for number.
"That you. Eleanor? his voice steady and
cheerful 81 find can't come out tonight after all
and listen, something tremendous has happened.
can't tell you just what. But l want you to. pre-
pare yourself for anything that may come-no. I
Can explain. But you must try and think of the
very best thing that could possibly happen, the
thing you want most and be ready for it. / can't
tell you any moreno, l can't Good-by."
He hung up the receiver, and his face drawn
as he settled back in his chair For half hour he
scarcely moved, but sat staring at point the
opposite wall. Then he shivered though cold
shook himself, and his jaw set sQuarely. He pushed
a call button and his stenographer entered.
Bring your book, Miss Hunt" he said briskly.
"I1 give you some dictaton."
1t was evening when Hepburn alighted from the
train at Chatham Farms. The house on the hill
MS house-was already lit up and he set out for it
In eager haste. But he approached his pace
sackened, and when he turned in at the gates ne
could hardly bring himself to advance at all.
He should have sent her word He should have
prepared her. It cruel to thus suddenly
from the dead He recalled the effect of his appear
ance upon Macarthur 1t not right to
He had halted and scanning the
lighted interior. Nothing seemed to be changed 1t
the same place. Home!
Then suddenly he saw her. door opened and
she entered the library, tall, graceful just he
had known her She crossed the room and came
to of the windows, where she stood looking out
IAO COuiu HUI see U6r lace IOr the nSDtS were be-
hind her. but every outline her figure was familiar
every movement he could anticipate; in a sudden
rush OF memories all his doubts were swept aside
quickly he approached the house, and presently
she saw him; and drew back a little from the win
dow Almost without thought before he consciously
knew what he did, he halted and whistled their
nysting call. 1t was the call he had used in his
counting days to apprise her of his presence and
ne saw her stop in her retreat Her hands went to
her breast and she stood staring out the window.
He repeated the notes. If she had hesitated then
perhaps he would have turned away. But at the
second call he saw her turn and toward the hail.
and with choking sensation he hurried up the steps
to meet her as she opened the door.
Eleanor" he said and Arthur" she answered
him. Arthur" Then his arms were round her and
he held her to him close
Are you glad?" he asked presently not because
he did not know, but because he wanted to hear
her say it.
She drew back till she could look him in the eyes
Her own were filed with tears, and her voice trem
bled as she spoke
"Oh boy" she said. i've wanted you so! never
knew until lost you"
She chung to him though fearful he might slip
away again.
"But I've back, Nora" he said, "and wen
start again."
1T will be like secoId honeymoon"
YES" he answered "only. please God, this one
will never end"