Middletown transcript., 1911-04-08
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thought to go down before her.
He was as big, as vital. as she
was-moreover, quite as rich.
Science had been his ruling
passion until one day he woke
suddenly to the fact of Marcia.
There after, for three months,
he had been her shadow-she
had made his world indeed.
When it came to an end with
her soft:spnken No, he had flung
himself anew into work-hos-
pital work, and highly paid. He
gave away, though, each month
more than twice his salary.
Therefore it was into his
hands Dallas, almost mortally
hurt, fell within an hour from
the time he quilted Helen. He
was unconscious, barely breath
ing, his heart beats the merest
ghosts of pulsation. Doctor
Ware grew nearly as pale-hold
him self as hard as he might, he
could not quite push to the back
of his mind the thought of what
might be possible if Eugene
Dallas were thus removed from
his path.
Because of the thought he
fought for Dallas life as he had
hardly ever fought before. Yet
after three hours the issue was
still so doubtful he felt con-
strained to send for Marcia.
Marcia came with her father.
She knelt beside the wounded
man, her warm, vital fingers
clasping his livid ones. But
there was no wild grief in her
eyes, though they misted over
whiles.
Poor Gene, she murmdure
softly laying her scarlet lips
against his cheek. Dear Gene!
Come back to US. We've can't
spare you.
She reached for his other
hand, and drew it to her breast,
then nestled it softly in the hol-
low of her throat. For the first
time since he had come from
under the anesthetic, Dallas
stirred, moaning family.
Doctor Ware stepped to
Marcia's elbow. You had better
go now, he whispered. You can
come back after a little-when
he is fully conscious.
Marcia shook her head. She
knelt, statue-like, now gripping
both the wounded mans hands.
1t was as if she held him back
from a chasm Of destruction.
Once or twice she spoke his
name, but so softly Ware alone
heard it.
You had better CO. he repeated
at last, seeing a faint flicker of
the eyelids.
Dallas muttered inaudibly-
his lips had more color-they
began to be dry. Ware moist
ened them delicately. Dallas
turned his head the least bit NUT
tering again. Marcia spoke to
him low but strongly, and so
clearly it might have pierced the
ear of death itself.
You are coming back to US!
To life, she said. Then in a
thrilling voice: Tell me-what is
it you want?
The flicker of the eyelids
strengthened-still they did not
lift. Marcia bent closer so close
she alone caught the muttered
name Helen. Still she knelt,
still she held the languid hands,
but now her eyes were not misty
"a radiance lit them that burned
away the mists. Over her
shoulder she whispered to Doctor
Ware:
Send for Helen Helen May.
He will knew her-because he
loves her.
Until Helen came-a long, long
hour-she kept her place, sooth.
ing and strengthening Dallas. 1t
seemed indeed she was saving
him, pouring into him her own
superabundant life. And when
Helen came she got up, pushed
the other into her place, then
flung herself impetuously upon
Wares breast, almost sobbing.
I tried so hard to do right--it
took almost death to show me
that instead I was doing wrong.
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