The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1911-02-08

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closed the window, drawing down the
blind with nervous haste.
But she could not shut out that face,
and in spite of herself her thoughts
had their will with her. What was
Daunt doing there? Patsy had said
that he was in Chuzenji. But that
was only handful of miles away. He
looked worn and older-he had been
suffering, too! She Rugged this
knowledge to her heart! He knew,
of course, why she had ended it all
Haru would have told him.
She clenched her hands and began
to pace up and down the room, now
stopping to peer with bright miserable
eyes into the mirror, now throwing
herself into a chair. Once she put
her hand into her bosom, cropping for
her fathers picture-to withdraw it
with an added pang. For she had for
gotten; she had lost the locket the
afternoon Of her drive with Patricia.
| A knock came at the door, and a
bell boy handed her penciled note.
| She read it wonderingly, then, hast
lily smoothing her hair, went quickly
lalong the hall to the sitting room.
/ In the dimly lighted room figure
came toward her from the shadow. 1t
Twas Philip Ware.
CHAPTER xxx.
Phil Makes An Appeal.
| The youth who stood before her
now, however, was not the Phil Bar
bara had seen at Mukojima. There
was no hint of spruce grooming in his
attire, 1t was overlaid with the dust
and CRIME of the road. The jaunty,
self-satisfied look was ravaged by
something cringingr that suggested
sleeplessness and underlined anxiety.
Why should he come at such an hour
and to her? The distaste which her
first view of him had inspired re-
turned with added force as she felt
the touch of his hand and heard her
self say:
$50 this is Phil I have often
heard of you from your brother. Have
you seen him."
mo" he said. II don't want him to
know Pm here-yet II came to see
YOU He paused, twisting his cloth
cap in his fingers.
He was in desperate strait. His
brothers. silence since his visit to the
house of Aoyama (of which Phil had
learned from the servant) had seemed
to mean the worst. The place had con-
tanned sufficient documents in evil
dence as to his mode of living, and the
reflection opened gloomy vistas of
poverty from which he turned with alb
ject fear and dread. There was no al
tentative, and this, grisly shadow,
had stalked beside him since an even
ing when he had dined with Berso1l-
in. 1t had peopled his sleep with ter
rifying visions which even Haru and
the brandy had been unable to ban
ish, and his waking hours had been
haunted by the experts yellowish
eyes. Between devil and deep sea, he
had heard of his brothers engage
ment, and the wild thought of appeal
ing to him through Barbara had come
to him as forlorn hope. Now, face
difficult to say.
won't you sit down." she said, and
took a chair opposite him. looking at
him inquiringly.
Il ought to apologize for rig like
this" he went on, glancing at his sor-
ry raiment, "but l came in friends
motor, and I'm going back tonight.
thought you wouldn't mind, now-now
that you are engaged to marry Austen.
You are, aren't you?"
| She inclined her head. Yes" she
said slowly, 81 have promised to mar
ry him."
"Then you know him pretty we'll,
and you know that he-that he doesn't
altogether approve of me-"
81 have never heard him say that"
she interrupted quickly.
| Its true, though" he rejoined bit
terly. Hes always been down on
me. I'm not staid enough for him. He