The Glenwood post., 1914-03-21
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
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said he would come to her. And
Katherine had sent hack word that
sAs vaS AOt II all nervous aAA Ar.
AetheringtOn need not trouble him
self at all about her.
The week at sea had passed like .
troubled dream. They were to have
made harbor the previous morning.
and the storm had driven them OF the
course, down the southern French
coast BY this time she had thought
everything would have been over. The
brief. fearless parting with Hsthsrins-
ton, the meeting with her 0otAar n
Paris. and the trip to Bertec.
Dear. lovely. lonely little Berbee up
o. the Normany coast. Ths two sum-
1srs she had spent tAsrs. IN old Mar
tiSr ~ classes. had bssa Tie ha1pssot
Of her life.
II Aad ali besa arraAssA and ssttSsA
- Aecently. - HsthssiAgton ea3d.
There had never been any open quar-
rels between them for the servants
and public to gossip over, merely .
quiet. courteous antasonism which 70
Quired NO explanation. The marriage
had not been voluntary.
1T was the blessed. stupid moth
ers," Katherine said. with gay cyni-
cism. At their last interview. We're
not the kind who settle down, Bruce.
and be married, and then do nothing
but give house parties. and dinner par
ties. and yachting parties. and all the
rest Of it. You were rich and nobody
in particular. and I was poor and .
Lorimer. and the wise little mothers
simply saw . chance to found . dy-
nasty Of mutual beneft, and We driftsd
until they landed US under the orange
blossoms. 1t IL little tangle Of fate's
skeins- We can't 60 back and un-
tansle it, but We can do the Alexan,
der trick. and cut It,"
He had agreed to the separation too
readily. she thought Even acknowl-
edging perfect Indifference on both
sides, 4 little hesitancy would have
been desirable. He had almost seem,
ed cheerful when he had asked her
what she intended doing at Berbec.
You haven't the ghost Of = right
to ask me-" she had told him but
there is nothing to conceal. Martigny
keeps up his summer classes still. Ysu
know I studied under him there, and
in Paris. too. when we were poor, be-
fore"-she hesitated. and went on
with . light touch Of bitterness-'be-
fore I was the fortunate Mrs. Hether-
ington. There is certain to be some
Of the old class left. and can rest
and study"
And be happy" concluded Hether-
ington. She had not answered.
A sudden sharp rapping on her
stateroom door startled her. She
caught her breath a. she rose un-
steadily. and chung for support to the
side Of the berth. The moDsnt OF
danger had come.
Kit! Let me I'M"
1t was Hetherington's voice. She
turned the lock with steady fingers. .
sudden peace Strengthening her. He
paused in the doorway. tall and dark.
and storm beaten in his dripping oil
skins, his face white and krim a. he
looked down at her.
HAS 1t come. dear!" she asked, lift
ing her face to him. I'm not afraid
with you"
He caught her to him closely, and
pressed his lips to hers with hungry
intencity.
mot afraid in death. Kit." he said
bitterly. Then why in life?"
She closed her eyes and shrank clos.
er to him. Death had become friend
to be met with smiling eyes and vel
coming happiness. AS Hetherington
raised his head she waited. expectant-
ly. The lurching and groaning had
stopped She wondered II they were
sinking, and frightened the clasp of
her arms about his neck as she smiled
up at him.
How dear death is together" she
said softly. 'Tm not one bit afraid"
His eyes lighted with sudden COM
prehension, and he stood back loosen
ing her arms
THE danger is past" he said. '1
came to tell you we had made the har-
Dor at st. Hilaire. You can reach
Paris BY evening"
For AZ instant she hesitated in the
revulston Of thought, then held out
her arms longingly.
Not alone" she said. mot alone
now. sweetheart am afraid in life,
20. alone"