Tulsa daily world. [volume] (Tulsa, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1905-1919, 1911-03-05

dream that ~ turning into night
mare, and fly away7.--No, you can'tl
You can'tl-There 10 only one way out
of III"
There was the conclusion he had
foreseen, had foreseen long before hs
could formulate it--ths inevitable con.
clusion that had led him TO pray for
an hour. And now he thanked God
that the answer was ready
But before he could speak she
turned to him with a sudden transi-
tlon Of mood, which left him gasping
The face she turned upon him now
was radiant, flushed with life, fear
less She held out both hands to him.
Come" she said "that's over You're
to forget II ever happened. and you're
TO do something for mo that want,
WIN you2 | want thls for a holiday,
Just IA set out 10 mako Il when |
saw tho yacht was gone The days
as bright ~ It was then, and wa
can make the hours pure gold II all
depends on us Come, win you do that
for me?'
Giving him her hands, she had
meant him to assist her to rise, but he
disrogarded the intention and knet
on one knee beside her. Jeanne
he said
Her color ruttercd like flag NJ
that and she caught her breath.
Thank you-Philip."
wen have our holiday. Jeanne but
We must have better understanding
first"
mot No morel-I can't"
But he went steadily on: you said
there was only one way out, and |
know what you meant, It is way
out--s wpy that | can't deny your
right to take, II we're talking OF
rights. During the fve years that |
spent at Sandoval | always regarded
It as right that | could exercise
when chose. Perhaps that Is one OF
the reasons never exercised II. Rut,
Jeanne, II you elect TO take that way.
shall take II with you"
She struggled away from him, turned
and faced him with horror.stricken
eyes you must not say thatl You've
no right to threaten me with thati
No right" Then, clutchlng at his
hands again, you must promised"
Again she pulled her hands away
and covered her face with them. She
was trembling uncontrolably
ut was not threat" he said stead
fly ut was a promise, a promise !
have the right TO make. make II
again, now, Jeanne-a solemn prom
Use before God Whether It's living or
dying shall go beside you"
mo right" she repeated in Wits
per. "What possible right could you
have to make promise like that-a
threat that calls itself promise2"
81 have the only right there Is
Listen Last night, when you we're
lying there asleep, sat thinking
thinking about you, about the love
had for you; about the change whicf
that love had made IN me and wout
60 on making after had lost you Fo,
! faced losing you. knew that whel
they sent a boat ashore for you,
should have TO let you go without {
word. III could have heard prophecy
then, that today ! should be telling
you | loved you. telling 1t with a cleRT
heart and conscience, should hAy
gone half-mad for Joy II seemed D
II tho thing could never happen. al
man with a stain upon me, and yes
terday that stain made Il Impossible
to say anything TO you but goodby.
meant to say II, and take my wa,
through tho air again and live out tn
rest OF my life on what, from you
bounty, you had already given me.
But the coming Of new day ha
changed all hat II has given me TN
right to tell you what have told YOU
and II gives me the right TO make tha
promise. Isn't that quite plainH Don
you understand"
"I must think" she gasped. "Yo
must lot me think"
NO" he said, II have not asked 10
an answer. There Is nothing that yo
have to tell me. Nothing that In
waiting to hear. No decision that yo
muNt make. You understand what
said and you know It's true. Tn
supreme fact In my universe !
Just you. That gives mo th
right to follow you wherever yo
go. But you are still free Yo
can stay hore, where Fate has put yor
and lot mo stay here, too being sur
that all tho happiness In the worl
there IL for me is 10 be found here a
your side, in helping you. And then
the torture oe|priyation, loneliness an
despair become too hord-"
She turned TO him then and intel
rupted. Her words came quietly, VI
accompanied by any gesture Of her %
pressive hands. She spoke with th
utmost simplicity.
"They won't DO too hard, think
neither the priyatlon nor the lionel
ness. There won't be any despair
not with you, my friend, And-an
we will follow my fathers gospel"
She saw the blood 20 ebblng out o
hig face, and then come back with
surge. He drew In two or three grea
breaths OF the keen, wineliko all
Then, in strangely matterof-fao