El Paso herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1901-1931, 1911-10-01

6bA T OW don't be foolish. Go on Il
~ they want you to- urged
- Warren Wilson and I want
liards.v ' Jul a-'1l u O1I'
Helen stood reluctant. "Oh. but YOU
know I don't ike to go without you"
Ihats absurd You've been in az
day-the air'u do you good"
Come onH cried the SteTenses. who
were already out in the car. Mr. Sum
mers VIII take care Of you If your hus-
band don't come"
Helen hurried down the path 10 the
waiting car.
I believe you're to sit back here with
me, said Mr. Summers. as he spranc
out 10 help her In. Hadn't better GET
you heavier Wrap2 VIII that thin
one be enOugh2"
"Oh, yes; quite enough" as she set
Jled herself back In the wide leather
seat.
Mr. Summers was q cousin Of the Ste
Venses and had been at the hotel for
some time Helen knew that he ad-
mlred her. Her WOman's intuition told
her that He had formed one Of their
party for number Of rides and out
ings and had been particularly at
tentiVe to her.
OFTEN when Warren, with his usual
indifference, had left her to look after
herself, IL was Mr.. Summers who had
buried to help her in and out Of the
car and in many ways had been sOlic-
ttOus about her comfort
Helen had shrunk from these little
attentions because they. seemed only to
emphasize Warren's neglect That any
one else should have to look after her
when her husband was present seem ed
but direct reelection on him.
And now as they sped through the
night over the smoothly oiled roads,
with Mr.. Summers beside her in the
scclustOn Of the deep back seat. Helen
was conscious that by his very silence
ne was IN some way creating between
= IN Of Inc
There is nothing more subtle, nothing
that can be madei more pregnant with
meaning than a conscious silence. Now
and then a sudden jar Of the machine
sWayed her toward him and she was
conscious Of his arm against hers-and
conscious Of his consciousness Of It'll
She tried to think OF something TO say
something simple and natural, any
thing to break the silence that grew
more and more insistent
All the roads around here are so
well Kept she murmured at length. i
wonder how often they oil them"
But the remark was so banal and its
purpose so obvious that IL only in
creased her discomfort And when he
answered:
Every few days. I suppose" and
then offered no further comment, the
silence was more pronounced than ever.
Helen was intensely glad when, a lit
tie farther on, they stopped at a road
house She sprang out quickly without
her.
Let's take table out here on the
porch" suggested AIRS. Stevens. 1T
looks so hot and stuffy inside. Isn't
that red wallpaper hOrrible?"
The porch was lit only by the light
that shOne through the window
Helen would rather have gone inside
where the bright lights would have
helped to dispel this atmosphere OF sub
tie romance that Mr. Summers was de-
liberately trying to throw about her.
Wait, Stevens, Pm doing this" and
Mr.. Summers premptOrily beckoned the
waiter and gave the order Now you
are sure you won't have a sandwich or
a salad?' he asked, leaning toward Hell
en-, who had ordered only a claret lem
Onade.
she shook her head NO. that is all
I care for"
ooh. forgot your footstooll~ as the
waiter disappeared. I'm afraid Pm not
taking such very good care Of you after
all"
ooh, don't need a footstool for the
few moments Wen be here" answered
Helen. keenly conscious OF his intimate
tone and yet not knowing how to re-
sent It,
They had all dined together several