The Raymer enterprise. (New Raymer, Weld County, Colo.) 1910-19??, 1910-11-24
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IL all Shaping ltseI OUT Oh MS Was'
nanimity. She seemed to see him
finally relinquishing his passion for
the jewel. and his passion for her for
the sake Of something finer than both.
She looked out Of the window. The
tiickers Of gas-lamps fell Intermittent
ly through 1t upon her. Her queer
vehicle was rafting crazily-jolting
as If every spring were at its last leap.
She was out of the quiet. blue street.
Montgomery avenue, with its lights,
its glittering gilt names and Latin In
sigma, was travelling by on either
side Of her. The voice of the city was
growing louder in her ears, the crowd
on the pavement increased. She sat
looking out at the maze of moving
lights and figures without seeing
them, intent on an idea that was
growing clearer, larger, moment by
moment in her mind.
Kerr's appearance in her garden
his capture Of her-had not been the
fantastic freak 1t had seemed. He had
had his purpose. He had taken her
out of her environment: he had car
ried her beyond succor or menace
Just that he might carry them both
so much further and faster through
their differences. They had not
reached the point Of agreement yet,
but might they not on some other
ground, where they could be unchal.
lenged? 1t seemed to her II she could
only meet him on her own ground for
once-instead Of for ever on Claras
or Harry's-only meet him alone,
where beyond their reach, 1t might be
accomplished, 1t might be brought to
the end she SO wished.
The hack, which had been moving
along at rapid pace. slowed now to
a walk among the thickening traffic,
and from mere moving mass the
crowd appeared as Individuals
stream of dark figures and white
faces. Her eyes slipped from one to
another. Here one stood still on the
lamp-lit corner, looking down. with
lips moving quickly and silently. 1t
was strange to see those rapid. eager,
moving lips with no sound from them
audible. Then her eyes were startled
by something familiar in the figure,
though the direct down-glare of the
ball Of light above him distorted the
features with shadows. She pressed
her face against the window.glass in
palpitating doubt. II was Harry.
She covered In the corner Of the
carriage. In moment the risks Of
her situation were before her. Had
he seen her? Oh, no, at least not yet.
He had been too intent on whomever
he was talking to. She peered to
make sure that he was still safely on
the street corner. He was Just op-
posite, and now that the eddy of the
crowd had left little clear space
around him, she saw with whom he
was talking. 1t was small, very
small. shabby. nondescript man-pos4
sibly only boy, SO short he seemed.
His back was toward her. His clothes
hung upon him with an odd un.Anglo.
Saxon cir. He was foreign with a
foreignness no country could EXPLAIN
Italian. Portuguese. Greek-whatever
he was, he was strange foil to Har.
ry, SO bright and FURNISHED.
The hack was turning. She. re.
allied with dismay that It was turning
sharp around that very corner where
they stood. Suppose Harry should
chance to glance through Its window
and see Flora Gilsey sitting trembling
within. The hack wheezed and
cramped, and all at once she heard.
it scrape the curb. Then she was lost!
She looked up brave In her despera-
ton, ready to meet Harry's eyes. She
saw the back Of his head. For a
, moment 1t doomed directly above her.
/, then 1t moved. He was separating
from his companion. With one stride
he vanished out of the square frame
Of the window, and there remained
full fronting her, staring in upon her,
the face Of his companion.
Back flashed to her memory the
goldsmith's shop--dull hues and odors
all at once-and that wide unwinking
stare that had fixed her from the 9TH
er side Of the counter. The blue-eyed
Chinaman! In the glare Of white
light, In his terrible clearness and
nearness. she knew him instantly.
The hack plunged forward, the face
was gone. But she remained nerve.
less, powerless to move, frozen in her
stupefaction. while her vehicle pur.
sued its crazy course. It was clatter.
ing up Suffer street toward Kearney,
where at this hour the town was
widest awake, and the crowd was
crowd she knew. At any instant peo-
pie she knew might be going in and
out Of the florists shops and restau.
rants, or passing her In carriages.
And what Of Flora Gilsey in her morn.
Ing dress and garden hat. in a night.
hawk Of a Telegraph Hill hack, flying
through their midst like a mad won.
an? They were the least Of her fears.
She had forgotten them. The only
thing that remained to her was the
memory Of Harry and the blue.eyed
Chinaman together on the street cor.
ner.
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