Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1911-10-29

accommodation and farewell in it and passed of
the
For few moments Janet sat in a rocllike calm.
Then she stumbled to the window and looked down the
road to the angle of gray roof Her mouth opened and
closed cries. She twisted her hands if she would
tear them from the wrists. She like dumb woman
battling for speech. By degrees the paroxysm passed
Her body rested, dead weight against the inside shut
tiers of the window She still gazed at the PRISONS roof
Her farewell visit to Hugh made alone. She told
him of her restessness and asked him to forgive her for
going away. He was reasonable, gentle. He under
stood, he said, and urged her to go. She promised to
write to him by every Ship She would not say the
word goodby,' nor allow him to say it. week later
she sailed
Mrs Faradays last words had been calm and of at
tenuated encouragement. Forgive what said to you.
shall try to understand you. Janet | cannot now.
But do that, spite of this act of yours that stag
gers you love my For that shall try to under
stand you. 1t is my duty.
THE years went by tonelessy. Janet did not come
back Her sister stayed in her place, sometimes
heved by niece of Mrs. Faradavs. Letters often
to the little white house with the green shutters and
regularly long, delightful letters reached Hugh This
at first Gradually they became less frequent.
Then they would cease for weeks and begin again halt
ingy. Longer lapses followed. Once no word but
few cablePrams reached them for months. From the
they received evident that Janet had thrown
herself into work 1t had made much travel necessary
She had become like machine, she said She also said
it kept her from thinking.
Mrs. Faraday never uttered one unkind or critical
word of Janet to Hugh, not when she saw him
made sad and wstful by her neglect But she despsed
her with all the fury of gentle nature against
the profaner of its one, small sanctuary And as her
secret contempt and hatred for her grew, did her
passionate alteration of her son, the feeling intensified
by his wrongs by his greater need of her He had be-
her child again. all hers her heart his only shelter
HUGH gained his freedom close to Christmas. Janet
might have returned for such doubly joyous hol
day; but she did not 1t then that Hugh wrote her
dignifed and very brief letter in which phrase
cured Il have spoken of this to mother but be-
heve you want to separate from me. Am right? The
reply to this cablegram, early in the year, u
coming home"
They did not know the time of her sailing the
ship. On day close to February, when the world
glare of white and the sky glare of blue Janet stepped
from the train. No the station knew her. Hugh
and his mother had left the village built about the
prison. and prior to his going to the far Northwest,
where he had most promising chance for a successful
future had taken in hotel in small Connecticut
She turned from the drivers of rickety surveys
who tried to capture her by hooked finger and caolng
look, and walked up the main street Once on delight
full, ramble she had stayed with Hugh for day
at this pretty village hotel; she knew her way. The
afternoon at highest splendor when she went into
the square coy hall and asked for Mrs. Faradav add
ing, But don't announce me. | expected
She walked up the stairs and along the narrow, red