The Richmond Virginian. (Richmond, Va.) 1910-1920, 1910-07-09
THE PINK GLOVE
BY NELLIE CRAvEY GILMORE.

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top coat pocket the night before in the Rhodess
front corridor and Bettys Icy little note had reached
unanswerable argument But he loved her
dearly: she was hot headed and hsadstrong and Tom
Preston had notion of sitting silent under her
Just reproaohes He preferred to treat the whole
win her listen
II haven't the slightest idea to whom the glove be-
longs" he began, but you know very we'll"
Betty laughed soornfuly.
feminine under tho contains particle OF interest
for me except"
Il stupid enough TO think So" she cut in
codly but Providence has been good enough TO open
my eyes in time There In reasonable explanation
been candid. / might have overlooked the orense,
The fact of your duplicity is what hurts"
Preston thrust both hands into his pockets and
stretched his feet toward the fender Things looked
ssT11 He had known Betty to be so
than all, his hands were tied He helpless to
he knew nothing. He could not recall single girl
R.tl ping x for I'm months and months back Besides
giris--for almost a year!
II you had ever really cared for and trusted
not have Influenced your feelings"
:, Betty's lips orimped her IDS drooped dangerously.
y am sorry to say that my love. unfortunately. Is
not Of such lofty order. am lust plain human
Hereafter we meet as strangers il we meet at ali:
Preston paled slightly, though the assumed bright
thought himself an heroic measure
My regiment has been ordered to Manila; it is not
future" he remarked
Betty would have started had she refined in
her impulsea with iren hand |
We shall sail in fortnight from San Francisco"
her profile with furtive eyes lie pulled out his
watch and studied its face intenty for second As
the girl said nothing. he began draw
on his gloves Suddenly he forced the appeal Of his
eyes upon her as she glanced up vacantly
THIS way You don't that everything is at an
en- me That 9 all the te dear days count for nothing
have no control Believe me dear. trust me-and
Betty got up pale tremulous and held out her
hand In It was the engagement ring she had slipped
from her finger Preston accepted 1T without word
When the door had closed upon him she sank into
swan about her In great circles This the very
her act upon her with overwhelming force.
What he were innocent She tried tell herself
1t too late. She tried make herself believe
that her love was dead killed by his ruthless be.
feelings OF years could not easily be torn and
flung aside.
In the uidst Of her despair there came peremptory
ring at the front door. Tom! Her pulses bounded.
found the o~ner Of the glove and the reason for s
being in his pocket The solution flashed urniousS
effort and hurried TO the door. But the stand
ing there was a stranger.
told might nnd Mr. Preston here
He left about half hour ago" said Betty terkiiv.
Il think perhaps you could reach him his Office"
Thank you very much but I'm afraid shan't
$40 train south l very careesiy walked on With
his topcoat last night. We to-
gether and left first. taking his which is
counterpart, of mine with II you would he
good enough to let him know that I have left his
at the club and AJAX him to forward mine to Atlanta
should be greatly obliged"
| Betty kept down her exhilaration long o
him that she would be delighted" then turned
and re-entered the room In tumult OF emotions.
The first thing she did ring Preston's
He was not there He was not at home, either. and
time passed and there came answering call,
she YEARLY to bed and spent dazed night
| The following morning she read in the paper that
the Third regiment would leave Immediately for tho
Philippines instead ef two weeks hence, originally
ordered She Quilted the breakfast table leaving
/ food untasted. What II he had already gone and
would i'm A
| in her throat and choked her. All pos
sihility became q reality and she began wiring her
! hands. She had sent him 10 his deafh--hroxen ~
own heart and his-acted the part of despicapIs
wretch
She into the morning and began to
straighten the books and papers. But the
phere suffocated her and she hurried garden
TO cut fresh roses for the vases The fall
ing fast she bent to snip the flaming jacQuemnots
from the BUSH when suddenly she the pressure
of warm palms over her huigng Startled. she
turned and Preston caught her In his
We're sailing at three" he said. / couldn't
endure the thought of going so far without making
one attempt You--you'll not refuse tell me
good-by. Betty? lit be the last time we'u
ever meet
Bettys dropped in crimson shower to the
ground. When she could find her voice, said
TREMENDOUSLY mo. shall not tell you good by. Tom.
! IL can't"
Preston's arms fell limp his sides The light
died of He looked down after a moment
and her glance 10 his Their eyes merged:
shadows Betty's brave glance nickered beneath the
pleading tenderness OF his Prestons question hung
mute upon his lips,
Il have other plans" she whispered her cheek
against his sleeve. II mean TO be revenged.
quently. / shall go with you"
Regardless OF possible by. Preston hes
| to his arms