The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1909-03-03
CHAPTER xvl.-(contlnued.)


IMl these books. the old nurse
was saying. There can't be
enough different words to go
around. but the Lords been
very good TO me. | don't have TO
read EN-: only dust 'em. All, here you
are. dearie," she added. as Ernest let
himself in the front door and came
into the library.
She hustled around. talking volubly,
while Ernest moved about among the
books in moody silence. paying no
heed. Finally he threw on his coat
desperately and went to his desk.
Ernest, the Historian.
Give me my old coat-my Oldest
coat" he commanded.
Rose brought a shabby old coat
which had been lying across chair
back. and Ernest got into II. Then he
sat down and stared vacantly ahead
OF him.
What's the matter. Master Ernest,
you seem sad" Rose asked solicitious-
lly.
Not at all: I'm gay" he protested,
waving his hand.
Just as you say, dearie. Rose ac-
ouiesced. Miss Charlotte's been here
She went out to get some mowers
She's very good. said Ernes.
NO one knows how good she Is. why,
Rose" he went on. growing expansive,
sometimes when we're working | fo,-
get all about her. | go OH debating
argument after argument. marshalling
my proofs. reinforcing my theories,
| polishing. revising. risping my ad)eS-
tives, strengthening my adverbs, until,
suddenly. look up and see that she 5
turned quite pale
He seemed mildly amazed that
| Charlotte should grow faint before
such strenuous task.
Small wonder, after all that" was
Roses comment.
| Yet. even when ready To drop, she
| is ready TO 90 on scratching her pen
for ME I'll doomsday," Ernest went
on.
But | appreciate her devotion.
Rose. although she is occasionally
! guilty OF inaccuracies with regard to
brackets and parentheses. esteem
her profoundly. She shall never. nev-
er have cause TO think me ungrateful.
AT that instant there had come back
II
ven duet. To his surprise. he found the
memory rather pleasant, and not
fraught with the doubts and uncer
taintes. not To say dread. that mao
accompanied il formerly.
For the moment Jacqueline occu'
pied only the sub-conscious stratum oi
his memory. and Charlotte was Nv
ing reality-and that had been real
kiss.
Ernest was masculine. and the male
ever lies from the wound in GOODNESS
OF the inaccessible woman TO the con
soling warmth of one who waits WITH
tenderness Men are strong wheI
they are loved they are babies wher
, they love.
Just 4 Trick Of Fate.
No evening that was 10 end II
= crushing. humiliating disappointment
= ever opened more auspiciously thal
did that evening OF the promised ain
ner party for Charlotte. IL is safe tt
say that she would have agreed be
fore the dinner had ended 10 exchange
her position as secretary FOR the more
cherished. II less comprehensive, rela
ton of wife. had she ever got as ial
as the dinner and had there been nc
trick OF fate 10 turn every purpose
: aside.
Ernest's head was rather full o.
Charlotte when. Rose left him To an
swer the bell. and returned with a let
ter. which she placed In front of him
He took up pen and began tt
work. then laid II aside and careless
! ~ tore open the letter. reading IT VIII
an air OF abstraction.
Slowly look of establishment. be
wilderment. overspread his face he
Strengthened up In his chair, shooF
himself, bent his eyebrows, pressed
his lips together and read IL again
Then he put it down and took up his
pen and wrote a few lines Then he
took up the letter and read it aloud:
Dear Ernest am leaving Andre
forever. I find that ! love you, after
tall. ! shall be with you almost imme
dlately. Yours. JACQUELINE.