The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1909-06-25

But I always thought people with
missions were people of single ideas
people 80 devoted to their one purpose
as not to be able to see"
Further than their own noses. eh ?"
They had spared thus from their
nrst speech together, and thus they
continued sparring. He expressed him.
sell as unconvinced by the gospel that
sne preached. and. indeed he was. He
Told himself (and he told her) that
ne didn't care twopence for this New
Evangel, but for her (this he told
himself alone) he had come to care a
great deal. Then, gradually-the in.
sight, OF course, came from caring
Inc Chinese puzzle that was Ella
Piympton appeared possible Of solu-
ton.
how can a reformer and an artist
De wrapped up in one individuality?
mat was the question which he put
70 himself when he saw how finely
sne could act. And this was the an.
sWer-the answer, at any rate, as it
appeared to Ronald Bevan. She was
acting all the time and all along the
line. Waving flag on a platform, de-
nouncing the present government from
van In Hyde Park, pealing at the
Premier's doorbell, she was as much
an actress as when she was playing
Polly Eccles in that suburban revival
of Caste" Only a shifting of the
kaleidoscope Of her complex personali.
ty-that was all. A change of thought
and speech, yet the same heart and
soul behind, informing all she did.
to himself
But Bevan wisely kept his discovery.
He had given up arguing with her;
1t was useless. She heaped ridicule on
all domestic life, but see her in that
Eccles garrett, fondling the baby and
pacifying her drunken father! so
much heart" rightly said the local
dramatic reporter, neglecting for one
moment hyperboles, and yet it was her
open boast and glory to Bevan that
she was all head" Love-marriage-
children-she poured contempt In gath
ering crescendo on all three.
An idea! If only he might see her
true self with the limelight off! If for
few blessed moments she might take
her place in real life in some situation
that would show the stage girl to be
the real, human, natural girl. Could
he arrange?
And then came his visit to Birming-
ham,
1t was the third and last night of
Caste"
Il mean to take up life seriously
again tomorrow" she said. I'm CO.
Ing to Birmingham to take part in
big Suffrage meeting"
you going to Birmingham"
Il am. Anything peculiar about it?"
Nothing, except that have to go to
Birmingham on business either to-mor-
row or Friday"
How singular! If tomorrow, we
might arrange to travel together" The
new woman can suggest that sort of
thing
Bevan considered. The result of the
consideration was that for a variety OF
reasons the morrow was decided to be
the better day. They agreed to travel
together Joint membership Of dra-
for the deed.
In his anxiety not to miss the train,
Bevans took a taxicab to Euston. He
consequently arrived twenty-five min
utes before the hour of departure. He
strolled into the waiting room, and
there was his sister-in-law, Mrs. Peter
Bevan, with her year-old baby In her
arms.
He affected great pleasure at the un
expected meeting.
Who'd have thought of seeing you
here, Celia? And where are you
bound?"
Baby and 1 are going down to Rug
by for the day to see Tom" Tom, her
eldest, was a Rugby boy.
"Oh, what's your train?" he In
quired, with nervous apprehension.
It was naturally the same train that
he and Ella Plympton had elected to
travel by.
And, of course, that's yours, too"
continued his sister-in-law, when she
heard his destination. "Oh, how nice!
We shall be able to travel together,
and you can look after baby and my
SELF"
He feebly assented. He was calcu-
lating. For over eighty miles-the dis
lance from London to Rugby-Celia's
undesired and undesirable presence
would be forced upon them. Only thir-
ty miles-the distance between Rugby
and Birmingham-rema for tete-
a-tete with Miss Plympton.
Was there no possible way of get
ting Celia out Of the way for those
eighty miles? The baby was too young
to understand. but Celia
An audacious project leaped into his
mind.
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