The Newark star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1909, 1909-08-18

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She ran. This was not shelter; it was
prison. He was rescue; he was light
itself. The only chance for her was to
get near enough to him. Near him no
shadow lived. The thing was to get
near enough. She rushed direct from
shadow into light. She came out into
the sun into the garden with its blaze
of wintry summer its whispering life
and the free air over it.
Was it that her letter had finally
touched him? Had he come at last to
transcend her idea with some even
greater purpose?
Il nave come for you?" he said.
"Oh, for me-" she murmured. Surely
he couldn't meal that! He was simply
putting her off with hat.
II mean it, 4 mean it," he assured
her. This doesn't mak it any less
real, my getting at you through a gar
den. Better he added. "and sweet of
you to make the duller way impos-
sible."
h took a step back. 1t had not been
play to her; but he would nave it moth
ing else. He, too, stepped back and
away from her.
Come he said, and behind him she
saw the lower garden gate that opened
on the grassy pitch of the hill, swing
ing idle and open. The sight of him
about to vanish lured her on, and as
he continued to walk backward she ad-
vanced, following.
"Oh, whereg" she pleaded.
With mel" Such a guaranty of good
faith he made it!
She tried to summon her reluctance.
But why?"
We'll talk about it as we go along"
His hand was on the gate. I'VE can't
stop here, you know. She'll be watch
ing us from the window"
Flora glanced behind her. The win.
dows were all discreetly draped-most
likely ambush-but that he should an.
prehend Clara's eyes behind them, All,
then. he did know what he was about.
He saw Clara as she did. She would
almost have been ready to trust him on.
the strength of that alone. Still she
hung back.
But my things" she protested. She
held up her garden hat. And ms
gown.' She looked down at her fran
silk f%iounces. Was ever any woman
seen on the street like this!
''Oh, la, la, la he cut her short. we
can't stop to dress the part. You'll for
get EN-"
She smiled at him suddenly, looked
Lack at the house, put on her hat-the
garden hat. The moment she had
dreaded was upon her. In spite of her
warning reason. in spite of everything,
she was going with him.
Beyond the looming roofs as they
descended the hill she saw white sails
sink out Of sight. All the little pane,
rama pom which she had looked down
sprang up around her, large and living.
He Whistled TO the car as he helped her
down the last steep pitch. whistled and
waved and they ran for ii. No time for
back-looking, no time % for a faint
heart. Before she knew they were
fairy crowded into She narrow front
seat, and the long street was running
up to them and streaming by.
Then suddenly for them the sliding
panorama ceased. The car had stopped
and they had left it, and were standing
upon the corner Of a still street hat
came down from the high hills behind
them and crossed the car-track and
climbed again a little way to curve over
into the sky. Dingy houses two blocks
above them stood silhouetted against
the blue. They were walking upward
toward this horizon, leaving color and
motion behind them. With every step
the street grew more empty, lonely and
colorless. Many of The windows that
glimmered al them, passing, were the
blank windows of empty houses.
But all at once he stopped at the in
tersection of two dusty streets, and his
Eyes veered down the four perspectives
like a voyager taking his soundings.
Here we are!' he said. and indica-
ted with his glittering stick straight
before them a little house. 1t was low.
as if it crouched against the wind,
FADED and beaten by h sun to the
drab Of the rock itself. and made 50
secret with t~ight-drawn curtains that it
seemed to have hut itself up against
the world for ever. She wavered. She
wasn't afraid of herself out here out
of-doors under the sky, but she vas