Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1913-12-20

| Reuton forever. But why, he argued
should we both go? Why wreck two
lives? 1t would be far better, he told
me, for one to assume the guilt Of
both and go away. ] can see him now
how funny and white his face look
ed in that alf-lighted room-how his
hands trembIed. | was far the calrner
| of the two.
81 agreed to his plan Hayden led
the way into the room where the ad-
niirai had been playing, We went up
to- the table, over which the green
shaded light still burned. On it lay
two decks of cards, face up. Hayden
picked UP the nearest deck and
shuffied 1t nervously. His face-God,
it was like snow out there on the
mountain"
Kendrick closed his eyes, and Magee
gazed at him in silent pity.
HE held out the deck" went on the
exile softly; 'lne told me to draw. He
said il the card was black he'd clear
out But If It's read, David he said
'why-you-got to go. held my
breath, and drew. 1t was q full min
ute before dared look at the card
in my hand. Then turned 1t over
and il was-red--a measly little red
two-spot don't suppose a man ever
I0cfftE6b ola tiL OIlC0 Wl46J SUN q me-
ment means. I remember that I was
much cooler than Hayden. It was I
who had to brace him up. I'll even
tried TO Joke with him. But his face
was like death. He hardly spoke at
all at first, and then suddenly he be-
came horribly talkative.s I left him
talking wildly left Reuton. left
the girl to whom was engaged"
To break the silence that followed
L. - SIT
the logs.
drick said, trying to smile. "I went
to a little town in South America.
There was no treaty of extraditior
there-nor anything else civilized and
decent. I smoked cigarettes and drank
what passed for rum on the balcony
of an impossible hotel, and otherwise
CROPPED about for the path that leads
to the devil After a year I wrote TO
Hayden. He answered, urging me to
stay away. He intimated that the
thing we had done was on my shpul-
ders. l was ashamed, frightffully an-
happy. didn't dare write to--her.S
had disgraced her. I asked Hayden
about her and he wrote back that size
was shortly to marry him. After thaS
didn't want to come back to Reuton.
/ wanted most---to die.
THE years crept by on the balcony
of that impossible hotel Six of them.
The first in bitter memories, mem
cries of red card that danced flend.
| ishly before my eyes when | closed
them-the last in fierce biting desire
to come back to the world / had left
At last. few months ago, wrote to
another college friend of mine. Draw
ton, and told him the whole storyO I
did not know that he had been elected
prosecutor in Reuton. He answered
! with a kind, plying letter-and finally
knew the horrible truth. Nothing
had ever happened. The thing we had
done had never been discovered. Hat
den had lied. He had even lied ahoi+
his engagement to Myra ThornhjI
There, ne had made penalty out TX
what was simply his great desire.
You can imagine my feelings. s,x
years In a tomb, a comic opera sort
OF tomb, where a silly surf was Tor
ever pounding, and foolish palms i.
waving. Six years-for nothiur.
years. while Hayden, guiltier fha,
stayed behind to enjoy the
things OF life, to plead for fhe'
whose lover he had banishs6
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