Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1910-11-24

AT last" he brcathcd YOU arc
here, Mildred. You really came after
all?"
Eyes. Boyd"
sand are you glGd?"
Indeed | am. The trip has boon
wonderful"
1T doesn't seem possible. ] can't be-
love that this is really you-that I
ain not dreaming. as usual"
AMI you? How have you bcen?"
"iyc Been WE'LL guess | have. I
hafcnt had time to think OF myself.
oh. my lady" I,rs voice broke with
tenderness. and he laid his hand gently
Upon hers
She withdrew It quickly
Not bere Remember where We
hre. You are not looking well. Boyd.
don't know that ! ever saw you look
SO bad Perhaps it is your clothes"
81 nm tired" he confessed. feeling
anew the wearincss Of the past twen-
ty-four hours lie covertly strokcd n
fold Of her dress. nurmuring: You
are here after all And you love me.
Mildred? You haven't changed. have
YOU"
Not at al Have you:'
His deep brcrth and the light that
famed into his face was her answer.
II want to be alone with YOU" re
cried huskily. My arms ache for you.
Come away from here: this is torture
I'm like a man dying Of thirst
No woman could have hehed his
burning eagcrnesS without an answer
Ing thrill. and. although Mildred sat
motionlcss. her lids dropped slightly
and faint color tinged her cheeks.
Her idle hands clasped themselves rig
idly.
''You are always the same she
smiled "Tou sweep ne away from
myself and from everything. | have
never seen any one like you. There
are people everywhere. Father is
somewhere close by
Il don't care
II do
My launch IS alongside. Let me
AXE You ashore and show you what |
ave done. / want you to see'
Il can't | promised to go ashore
nth the Rerrys and Mr.. Marsh"
"Narsh,''
'Now don't get tragic. We are all
going to look over his plant and have
lunch there. They are expecting me.
Oh. DEAR she cried plaintively. II
have seen and heard nothing but can
neries ever since we left Vancouver
The men talk nothing but fish and
all deadly stupid, and I'm wretchedly
tired OF it, Father Is the worst Of the
lot. Of course"
Enerson's eyes shifted to his own
cannery. you haven't seen mine
ours" said he.
"Oh, yes. have. Mr.. Marsh pointed
1t out to father and me. Ii looks just
like all the Others" There was an In
Btant's pause before she ran on. do
you know. there IS only one interesting
feature ab~ut them, to my notion, ana
that is the way the Cinnamon smoke.
Those funny crooked pipes and those
little wads Of tobacco are too ridicu-
lous." The lightness of her words
damped his ardor and brought back
the sense of failure.
II was down with the fishing feet at
the mouth Of the bay this morning
when you came in. thought might
see you he said.
AT that hour? Heavens! l was
sound asleep. 1t was hard enough to
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 at Alton Clyde in
the distance and did not observe his
look.
Don't You care even to hear what
have done?" he inquired.
"Of course" said Mildred, bringing
her eyes back to him.
Hesitatingly he told her of his dis
appointments, the obstacles he had met
and overcome. avoiding Marsh's name
and refraining from placing the blame
where 1t belonged. When he had con-
Guided she shook her head.
at Is too bad. But Mr.. Marsh told
MS all about 1t before you came. Boyd,
never thought well OF this enter-
PRISE. OK course | didn't say anything
against It, You were so enthusiastic
but you really ought to try something
big. ] am sure you have the ability
Why. the successful men | know nj
home have no more Intelligence than
you, and they haven't half your force
AS for this-well, ! think you can &C
compish more important things thar
catching Ash"