New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1913-07-27
SUNDAY MAGAZINE FOR JULY 27. 1913

park. She didn't know whether she was glad or sorry
that ne was waiting. She knew she wanted him, OF
coursc-oh, dreadfuly!
And yet it the fact that she must tell John about
her failure that made her disappointment sharpcs and
most ntolerabc. 1t was failure, there was no getting
away from that.
And they had hoped for so muc for everything when
he lett her at the gate! And how much had she got;
Some things of course everything except admission
that would enable her to identify herself Jane Oar
wells daughter the little Jane Scott who the old
had 50 stubbonly insisted was drowned.
OF course needn't believe the old mans statement.
His mind had been in great confusion if not actually
unsound But that consideration wouldn't be enough,
couldn't possibly be enough, for her and John
And there he waiting for her.
"Oh, my dcarl My DEAR he said. 81 shouldn't have
ITS all right" she told him. "You couldn't have
helped"
He would have spared her talking about it. would
have had her sit down quietly beside him and let him
comfort her But she couldn't DO that. She had to
tell him. MI the ughncss and mcanncss and suspicion
Of tit was that she said that had left her all
raw. The thing that had made the old mans death
ntocraby painful was the misery strokng Of the
cred fragment of the bill just before the discovery that
he had lost his own.
"Thcy'r re all matched now, she said forornly 1--WE
haven't any other chance, have We John, any chance
that YOU Scc?'
He couldn't see any other. The only answer he could
have made her was not to be made in words He opened
his big hands and shut them again tightly Here they
wcrc side by side on public bench in the little park,
where his hands forbidden 10 reach ont and take
her and hold her close and tight, where he couldn't
kiss her eyes and comfort her. Yes they were wet
Pamela CRYING.
She dried them with her own handkerchief and sat
little straightcr.
~DovoU knowwhat wish. Iobn2" she said. "Doyou
remember that hardware store on the main street that
had little canoe ont in front Of it, wish we could
take that and couple Of paddles and put 1t IN
the river and Just drift away for awhile After that 1t
wouldn't matter very much what happened. Even
If the boat tipped over and
His big hand reached out and closed on hers. well
get the boat, he said, and 60 out on the river But
won't end like that Pamela; because coming night
] know ! have known it just in these last minutes,
since we've sat here together.
The sultry air stirred. little breeze came up from
tine river and cooled her eyes
Don't YOU scc?" said John. The breeze says SOL
THE station hack was driving down the street, and
they watched it idly.
~That's the same old driver that took me 10 the hotel
the day ] came to Edmonton, said Pamela.
He pulled up with loud "Whoa." right opposite
where they sitting at Peter Darycl.s gate. The
passenger who alightci WAS q woman. They couIt see
the rim of her hat and her small goyod hand as She
reached up TO pay the driver.
Take my bag mp to the hotel Jim, will YOU" they
heard hcrsay Anlat the sound hcryoicc they looked
at each other nqqiqnsIy
The driver whipped mp just then and the hack pulled
ont Of the way, leaving the .cngcr Just where ra,
stood when she dismountcd. She hadn't even turned
toward the house but was looking the street and
into the little park, straight at John and Pamela IT
acooj IorJ,~ said Iohn under his breath ~shc'i
coming over here" He didn't want 20 talk 20 Mrs.
Ashley nor TO anybody. He wanted to he left aon"
with Pamela
Br pamela, to his astoni,hmcnt. rose with -'ril,
and little gesture Of welcome, and went over 20 her
Il thought ! spotted YOU from the window, Mrs.
Ashley said raising her voice little $40 that john could
hear too; "but had TO wait for Jim 20 &C.. his hazel; out
Then nj il, ,no,,gh She tool, Panel. By the .h..l-