The Bridgeport evening farmer. [volume] (Bridgeport, Conn.) 1866-1917, 1911-01-02

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Guy silenced her with a kiss. H,
was stirred to the depths of hi
tempestuous nature. At that momen
he spoke the truth when he said tina
she alone filled his thoughts. HI
could not conceive existence withOu
her. The pain Of parting with hel
was as real to him just then as i
could possibly be to her.
He smiled.N
yes I will be careful of m;
precious SELF" he said playfully. "And
at the end Of the war shall return.
"And how long will that Beg"
There was wistful appeal in the
girls voice. The thought of his 60
ing had returned to her in all it.
force.
ga year at most" he-answered
easily.
"A year? That is not so very, very
lonely"
Guy released her. His moment Of
passion had passed. He was coolly
calculating again.
"Yes, dearse, and so shall I be. We
must be sensible though. We must
throw ourselves into our work. We
pass. See, we must understand things
a..d face them practically. At the
end of the war, win or lose, come
to claim you. I shall not be able to
write much. That you will under
stand. 1 shall be up-country, and the
vicissitudes of war make that sort Of
thing practically impossible
but il anything-any accident hap
pens to your"
Nothing WILL" the man replied,
with confident laugh.
"No. no! Nothing will. Nothing
must! But
"But?" Guy paused thoughtfully.
'sSee," he went on after moment,
there are possibilities which we must
consider. In case anything does hap
pen; in case something prevents my
returning. prevents my letting you
know, give me three years. If at the
end Of that time you have not heard
from me you must count NEEDED %
DEAD"
The MAJ laughed.
Don't be. afraid, little girl. Your
own fesrs made me put II that way.
I'm not going to die; I'm not going
to fail. I've waited fer my chance
too long for that Give me a kiss.
Tfl.re, there, YOU little love. Now be
comforted."
He, kissed her lightly, and, resting
his two hands on her shoulders. held
her at arms length and looked
straight into her fearful eyes.
$50 you'll forgive me the opera to-
morrow" he asked with a smile
"Yes-anything, anything. Oh, Guy,
it is terrible to love as do
He shook his head.
4NOs xlO, SWOCtA064I, IL lSA IL :
just right. Love me with all your
heart and soul, as I do you. Hark.
That's your mater calling us to tea.
must leave Immediately after. 1
have all my packing to do
why, when do you go?" Mary
cried blankly.
She stood staring at him with wide,
frightened eyes.
Tomorrow morning. of course.
Didn't tell you SOP
Tomorrow" The girl suddenly
dropped into chair. tt didn't
understand. - Oh, Guy, so soon
Must it o. so soon?"
The man nodded.
Eyes. I've booked my passage"
For few moments they stared at
each other in silence. All the girls
courage seemed suddenly to have de-
serted her. The woman in her caugh.
her at disadvantage, and, for a
moment, her heart seemed to stand
still, and she paled to the lips. Every
ounce of her resolution ebbed. He
was going tomorrow.
No word was spoken. The clock Oh
the mantelpiece licked like the fall
of a sledge-hammer. Then the sill
ence was suddenly broken by Mrs.
Gordon's voice calling down the pas
sage outside. 1t was the second sum-
mons to tea.
Neither answered; neither moved
Then Guy took a half step towards
her.
"Molly-"
But she could bear no more just
then. Springing from her chair, her
eyes half blinded with tears, she rush
ed to the door and escaped to the
privacy of her own room.
CHAPTER III.