The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1911-10-05
now and again gulls would sweep IL
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now and again gulls would sweep III
flashing. motionless pinions.
His eyeballs seems to move re
luctantly In their sockets, and his
head felt very light and empty. al
though SO heavy that he could not lift
it from the pillow. But he managed
to shit his gaze from the window
until 1t rested upon a mans face
quaint impressive brown face illum'
mated by steady and thoughtful eyes,
f1lled with that mystic. unshakable
spirit OF fatalism that 10 the Genius
of the eastern peoples. The head It.
self stood out with almost startling
distinctness against the background OF
pure white. 1t was swathed with az
Immaculate white turban.
The sick man felt that he recog
nized this CONFERENCE.-THE known it,
rather. In some vague. half-remember'
ed lite before his latest death. The
name He felt his lips move
and that they were. thin and glazed.
Moistening them with his tongue he
made another attempt to articulate. A
thin whisper passed them in two
breaths: Ram Nath :"
Hearing this, the dark man started
out of his abstraction. cast swift,
pitiful glance at the sick mans face,
and came to hold tumbler to his
lips The liquid. colorless. acrid. and
punse1t slipped into hts mouth, and
he had to swallow whether he would
or no. When the final drop disap-
peared. Ram Nath put down the glass
smiled, laid finger on his lips. and
went on tiptoe from the stateroom.
After awhile the man without an
identity fell asleep. calmly. restfully
in absolute peace. When again he
awakened 1t was with the knowledge
that he was David Amber, and that
woman sat beside him.
Sophia
His voice sounded in his own hear
ing very thin and brittle. The girl
turned her gaze upon him swiftly, the
soft smile deepening, the dream-light
in her eyes burning brighter and more
steady. She bent forward. placing over
his wasted hand hand firm and
warm, strong yet gentle, its white
ness enhanced by the suggested ira
Gerry Of blue veins beneath the silken
skin, and by the rosy tips of her slen.
der. subtle fingers.
David" she said.
He sighed and remembered. His
brows knitted, then smoothed them
selves out; for with memory came the
realization that, since he was there
and she by his side. God was surely in
his heaven, all we'll with the world!
How long Sophia"
Five days, David"
Where 2"
AT sea. David, on a Messageries
boat for Marseilles. Dear :"
He closed his eyes in beatiflc con-
tent: David Dear y"
Can you listen?"
Eyes sweetheart"
Her voice faltered; she flushed
adorably. you mustn't talk. But I'll
tell you. They refused to let
US 60 back to kuttarpur; an escort
took us across the desert to Nok, you
in litter, I on horseback. There we
took train to Haidarabad and Ka-
rachi. Ram Nath came with us, as
bearer, 1t being necessary that he too
should leave India. My father and
your man Doggott Joined US at Ia
rachi where this steamer touched the
second day"
"You understand, now"
Everything. dearest"
"Labertouche-?"
He told me nothing. haven't
seen him since that morning, when,
just after you were wounded, we
started for Nok. He posted off to
Kuttarpur to find my father
! No. 1t was you who told me-every.
thing-in your delirium."
And you forgive-?"
"Forgive!"
He smiled family. THAT photo.
graph"
II had 1t ready to return to you
that morning, David"
knowing what it meant to me?"
knowing what it meant to me
what 1t meant to both Of us. David"
so you weren't offended. that
night?"
II loved you even then, David.
think must have loved you from that
first day at Nokomis. Do you remem
Der 2"
His eyes widened. perplexed, star
ing into her grave, dear eyes. Then
why did you pretend--?"
With the low, caressing laugh OF .
happy child, the girl knelt by the side
Of his berth, and laid her cheek
against his own. "Oh, David. my Da'
vid! When do you expect to under
stand the heart Of a woman, dea'
heart of mine?"