The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-10-06
COPYRIGHT, 1910 BY Bs
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zee. owed 1t 10 mySelI 10 come.
 "You mean-PauI Remington? But that is not your fault. I-I only-am responsible for that. tried to shape his life after mine-a poor model, Mrs. Gilbert. l tried to cut him off from his happiness. Being what he was. he had to leave me. And there were others-who were tempting him. We were too much for him."
 "Ah. but l made it easy for him to yield by making him discontented"-
 Tt began before that. But that was your right too. l tried to cut you of from your happiness"
 "But-it makes what I did the more shameful-my happiness was not in- volved. Mfr. McAdoo.''
 He shook his head gravely. "It might have been. He was very low able" He used the past tense in which we speak of the dead.
 Again their eyes fell apart and there was a silence. She forced herself to speak.
 You have learned the lesson of generosity well, MT. McAdoo."
 .I have to earn the charity that has been given me-from every one-now from you. was cruel. brutal, to you yet you could come here. Doesn't that prove that you. too, have forgiven much-far more than IF"
 'No! For what you said was true. And l was afraid to come-afraid of your judgment! You make me the more ashamed''-
 ''Don'tr' he cried sharply, as if ID pain ''Tt hurts to see you abase your self before mel"
 Again a silence. while his eyes held hers The quality of his gaze frighten- ed her. It was saying too much breaking down her self command. drawing her to him. She spoke hastily.
 MT. McAdoo. do you know that he has disappeared?'
 She saw then the hurt that had been put upon him. 'Yes. 1 have tried to have him found. bur they can discover no trace of him. But l will not give up until he is found-and our fault repaired" He used the plural uncon- sciously.
 When you find him will you let me know? shall send an address to the Dunmeades."
 .'You are going away"
 "Yes: tomorrow" And you will not come back" He did not ask a question.
 He-turned once more to look out into the street But he saw nothing there. He was measuring the meaning of the moment. She had changed. as had he: he felt it in her every word, in her presence. Yet her humility hurt him strangely. He had many things to make up to her"-and he would never have the chance: she was going away. out of his life, as suddenly as she had come. Both feared the next meeting of eyes. Each had a secret that must be withheld. Yet by that telepathy which informs hearts even across the distances each guessed the others se- cret. knew that the frank intimacy of the moment sprang from more than a common regret was more than the death of an unreasoning hostility. But they were not children. Both knew that before life's happiness comes AAAC iCSf0hSAohAly aAA lh0t taCys LII their game of cross purposes. had as- sumed responsibility which was not yet fulfilled I
 She rose. He. too. got to his feet. She held out her ungloved hand. He K took it again in his strong clasp. Her lips tried to fashion a conventional farewell.
 hnnn strength back and that you will be successful always-and happy" At the last words her voice began to fal- ter
 "I n~ry that life will be kinder to you than it has been. Mrs., Gilbert 4 nd that you will forget all this-and me" Unsteadiness was in his voice too.
 "Can we forget?"
 "I don't want to forget" he cried.
 "Nor do I want to forgetr' The crim- son flooded to her cheeks. But the un- ruIy tongue ran on. 'I couldn't forget if I would. That night. when we thought you were dying-it is before me always. When l saw you lying there it seemed to me that had struck 
 you down.
 You were here! l don't understand. You came"-
 "Ah. can't you see? I had to come to make my acknowledgment. thought you were dying. Miss Film was nearest to you. l told her. She made me promise to come to you when Sou were able. That is why I am here now"
 She would have withdra wn her hand. but his clasp frightened. 'I don't un- derstand- You cared enough to come"-
 "Ah, can't you see7" she cried bite ously.
 "Why did you come into my hfe-to teach me my lesson-to go away now? Why, since you must go away. were you chosen by the force, which fs''-
 Before him flashed the interpreta- ton of the past few months. of the memory that had outlived the busy. crowded years His face lighted up with a look no man or woman had ever seen there
 ''It wasn't you hated-it wasn't you ] fought against. but-love"
 Words that spoke of themselves. He lifted bis head sharply. as does the