Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1910-12-22
By Rex Beach

And are you glad."
Indeed am The trip has -bssn
wonderful"
TT doesn't seem possible I sux be-
lieve that this Is really yoa-that I
am not dreaming. as usual"
"And you? How have you beam
I've been WELT guess I have--I
haven't had time u think OF myself
Oh. my LADY," His voice hrrkA-x1th
tenderness, ana he laid his haudaSsntly
upon hers.
She wfthdrevit quickly.
Not herei Rernernber whsxe re
are. Yeu are not looking wefl Boyd.
I don't know that I ever saw@ycu look
80 badly. Perhaps It Is your clothss-"
Il am tired he confessed. feeling
anew the WEAKNESS OF the past tween
ty-four hours. He covertiy stroke6 q
fold of her dress. murmur1ng: ~Yor ,
here after all. and you love me, Mil
drede You haven't changed have
you?r
Not al all Have your"
His deep breath and the light that
famed into his face was her answer.
II want to be alone with you. he cried.
huskily. My arms ache for you Come
away from here: this is torture. I'm
like a maj dying Of thirst"
No woman could have beheld his
burning eagerness without an answer
ing thrill. and although Mildred sat
motionless, her lids dropped slightly
and a faint color Hinged her cheeks.
Her idle hands clasped themselves
rigidly.
You are always the same" she
smiled. You sweep me away from
myself and from everything. I have
never seen any one like you There
are people everywhere. Father Is
somewhere close by"
Il don't care
Il do"
My launch is alongside: let me- -take
you ashore and show o what have
done. I want you to see.-
Il can't. I promised to go ashore
! with the Berrys and Mr.. MARSH
Marsh"
Now don't get trag1oi We are all
going TO look over his plant and have
lunch there-they are expecting ms
Oh. dear" she cried, plaintively. NJ
have seen and heard nothing but can
! neries ever since We left Vancouver.
The men talk nothing but FISH and
packs and markets and dividends. IT'S
all deadly stupid. and I'm wretche6iy
tired of it Father is the worst of the
lot. Of course"
Emerson's eyes shifted to his cum
cannery. You haven't seen mine
ours" said he
"Oh. yes. 7 have. Mr. Marsh pointed
It out to father and me. II looks Just
like ell the othars." There was an in
stant's pause before she & on. do
you know, there is only one interesting
feature about them, and that is the
way the Cinnamon smoke. Those
funny, rocked pipes and those little
wads Of tobacco are too ridiculous"
The lightness OF her words damped his
ardor, and brought back the sense OF
failure. That forfnless huddie OF build
ings in the distance seemed TO him all
at once very duh and prosaic. OF
course. it was Just like scores OF others
that his sweetheart had seen all the
way north from the border line. He
had never. thought Of that till nov.
II was down with the fishing fleet at
the mouth OF the bay this morning
when you came in. I thought l might
see you" he said.
"At that hour Heavens, ! was
sound asleep. II was hard enough 20
get Up when we were called. Father
might have instructed the captain not
TO steam so fast"
Boyd stared at her in hurt surprise.
but she was smiling az Alton Clyde IN
the distance. and did not observe his
look.
Don't you care even TO hear what I
have o - he inquired.
''Of course" said Mildred. bringing
her eyes back TO him.
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