The Detroit times., 1913-01-23
CHAPTER X.
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said.
He nut out his hand toward the
bottle.
"Don't, Marsh" she entreated.
He turned away and fell TO pacing
the floor again.
What happiness do we get out OF
life. what good? We go on from day
TO day living life that is perfectly
into!erable 20 us both; what's the use
OF it, wonder we stand it,"
al have sometimes wondered that
too" Evelyn half whispered.
"You had II In your power 10 make
our life different, but you wouldn't
take the trouble; and see where We
have drifted; you don't trust me and
/ don't trust you She started.
What sort Of a basis Is that for a
man and wife, for our life together"
'It's what we-what you have made
it," she answered
"No, II isn't; it's what you have
made II! / tell you, you were bored
10 death; you wanted noise anu
world! Remember how ! used to
come home from the office every
night, and begrudged the moments
wheI, any one called? | wanted only
you; | talked over my cases with you,
my hopes and my ambitions; but you
mighty soon CAT sick Of that-you
yawned, you we're sleepy, and you
wanted to go about; you thought Al
was silly staying cooped up like that,
and seeing no one, going nowhere
It was stupid fer yeH, you xere- bored
to death, you wanted noise and ex'
citeruent, to spend money, TO see ana
be seen-as il that game was worth
the candle in a God-forsaken hole OF
a place like Mount Hope! You killed
my ambition then and there; | saw 1t
was no use You wanted the results,
but you wouldn't pay the price in self.
denie/ and patience, and so we rushed
into debt and it's been scramble
ever since! I've begged and borrow
ed and cheated TO keep atioat!
Aud | was the cause of IL ALI she
demanded with lazy scorn OF him.
There was a time when stood
a chance of doing something, but I've
fooled my opportunities away
what OF the promises you made
me when we were married-what
about them?" she asked.
"You created conditions in which
Il
ct seem TO have been wholly al
fault: at least from your point OF
view; but don't you suppose there is
something could say? Do you sup
pose / sit here silent because ! am
convinced that II Is all my fault?
He did not answer her at once bu.
continued to pace the floor; at length
he jerked out:
"No | was at fault too. I've a mas.
ty temper / should have had more
patience with you, Evelyn-but 1t was
SO hard TO deny you anything you
wanted that could possibly give you
I'd have laid the whole world at
your feet II could"
II believe you would, Marsh
then" she said
.Tt's a pity you didn't understand
me-" he answered indifferently.
Nothing he could say led In the
direction he would have had II lead,
for he wanted her to realize her part
in what had happened, to know that
the burden beneath which he had
gone down was In measure the work
OF her hands. His instinct was as
primitive as child's fear OF the
dark: he must escape from the hor-
ror OF his isolation; his secret was
made doutly terrifying because he
knew he dared not share II with any
living creature. Yet his mind played
arrange tricks with him; he was ready
10 rfsk much that he might learn what
mart OF the truth he could tell her;
he was even ready to risk all In q
dumb brute impulse to gather up the
remnants OF his strength OF heart and
brain. and be the center OF some
widespread catastrophe: to put his
fear in her soul just as II was In hls
own. How was she ever 10 compre
bend the horror that held him In III
cruel grasp, the thousand subtle
shades Of thought and feeling ina
had led up to this thing, from th'
memory OF which he revolted! he
turned his bloodshot eyes upcS her
something Of the old light was there
along with the new; he had indeed
loved her, but the fruit OF this love
haa been rotten. He was silent, and
again his heavy tread resounded IL
the room as he dragged himself back
and forth.
The force In him was stirring her.
Sensation of any sort had always
made It's strong appeal 10 her. With
out knowing what was passing In MIS-
rome powerful emotion, and her plant
nerves responded For the moment
she forgot that she no longer loved
him. She roe sand went to his side.
as It all my fault Marshf' she
said.
what IL your faultH" he asked,
pauslng.
THAT we are 30 unhappy; am / the
only one at fault thereT'
He looked down into her face re-
lentl2giy.
II don't know swear don't
know" he said hoarsely.
What Is II, Marsh-why are you
so unhappy? Just because you love
me? What an unkind thing to say"
He turned to the table to pour him
self a drink, but she caught his hand.
For my sake, Marsh" she en-
treated.
Again he looked down into her
eyes.
"For my sake" she repeated softly.
"Bv God I'll never touch another
dropl" he said.
"oh. you make me 90 happy" she
exclf lined.
He crushed her In his arms until
his muscles were tense. She did not
struggle for release, but abandoned
herself without a word TO the emotion
of the moment. Her head thrown
back. her cheeks pale, her full llpt
smiling, she gazed up into his face
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