Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-08-14

for the rest ~
Again she faltered. p" Tell me- if
YOU don't mind Bruce. = about your
wife -" You've told me enough to make
me want to know more. And ! think
ought to-"
IT'S your right he conceded. But
it isn't pleasant story. She was
d young and successful actress, | play
wright. SO we met was to write a
play for her. | was fascinated, be-
witched. infatuated; she pretended to love
ne and insisted that she marry me-.
She consented. unwillingly enough. That.
at least. was to her credit. But she
stipulated the marriage should be kept
enough to agree I" o In less than a year
my play had failed. my money was gone.
and she was living. more or less
openly, as the mistress of another man.
who happened to be able to humor her
eXtravaganceS. He also happened to be
a dear friend of mine, but-of course
ignorant of how things were with me.
She was too Iazy-or Indifferent
TO divorce me: and. besides. she knew
the other man would throw her over if
he found out about me- / was i'll for a
time, recovering to find myself without a
cent and with no disposition to set to
work to earn more. = For months
did no work because l couldn't. Then
managed to write another play and sent
it to my agent. who has it now: but evil
IDENTIFY no manager can find courage to
produce IT. " Then. just when I was
losing heart and letting go of everything.
Rhode picked me up-the way you know.
And it comes to this.
After pause. during which she made
no sound or sign, Crittenden. without dar-
ing to look her way resumed. 1T comes
to this. for you he said. bitterly, Ito
find yourself abandoned. helpless on the
edge of nowhere. i'm enforced compa nion-
ship with a beaten. spineless creature
the caSt-Off lover of a worthless woman
who has not the manhood to deny him
self the chance to maunder to YOU of his
troubles or to sicken YOU with his in
sistence on his love for you :" -" Now you.
know me-.
BY way of answer Cyntha's arm
wreathed his shoulders. and Cynthia $
cheek nestled contentedly against his
arm.
IF that is ALL she said. serenely.
surely we have no quarrel with fortune
dear. You are free i'm everything save
fact: free to love me and to marry me
when Your freedom becomes fact. We
have ourselves and our love and the flu
ture and can wait. Sooner
or later we shall get away. and then you
will work and | will wait and our
day will come. my dearest. surely As
the sun shall rise tomorrow. | love
SO said Cynthia. with a little laugh.
gentle and rich and deep. that seemed
the very voice of happiness. $50 You
sec Gods in His heaven, dear: alrs well
with the world Have patience. O, my
heart.-and little faith Love shall
sustain us. ."
He turned his head, with confused and
doubling gaze searching for long the
serene depths of her brave and candid
eyes while slowly light kindled i'm his
own and warmed them, and their look
became strong and firm with hope aud
faith and his abiding joy of her. mirror
ing her fiawless trust and confidence.
Beneath the silken pressure of her arm
his shoulders forgot their droop even as
his mood it's misgivings
You wonderful onev' he cried in
a hushed and reverent voice. his face
glowing. 1T must and shall be SO. dear
heart-even you will have it.
Surely it shall be SO, sweetest Of women;
I will have patience and faith to con-
who have remade a man Of me, l will