The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-01-06

OF thing ASK HatberWay
Il shink DiGk would father carry
coalsH\
Y So would H.
Ny dear David
He laughed again with the same
easy uncOncern.
1T sounds rude. / know, hut J nave
some experience with that sort OF
functions. and know l am useless. /
would rather give assistance IN
more satisfactory form.
Diana was silen, Tor a moment. sue
stood with her hand resting op the Ia
bic, and gazed out Of the window, htF
profile turned 20 him, but be could see
that her brows we're knitted. In mat
moment she seemed 10 him more love
~ than ever before The delicate mus
lin dress suited the simple graceful
lines OF her figure aud the careless
arrangement OF her hair sottened the
classic severity OF her features
which were still somewhat flushed
from recea, enco nters with her moth.
ers yagar.es,
David. dc you know something
she asked suddenly.
Know what
That / feel | don't know YOU any
more. feel quite awkward with YOU
as though YOU were a stranger
I'VE see very little OF each other
ne suggested
Perhaps that Is the reason on
never 90 anywhere. You seem 70
avoid every BODY -eXCept tle Old pro
lessor and that Jesuit as Mt Emo
calls him. People are beginning 70
talk about YOU, David
Are they
you don't seem very interested
but I'm going 10 tell you, whether you
like il or not. Somebody told IalheF
that yod epent the nights IN the ma
tive bazaar. and that YOU were seen
wandering over the country at al.
hours OF the morning II doesn't souho
bit nice. David. -,
NO. quite agree, Did Colouei Chl
chester tell you!
"No, no told mother, MI Ehot mas
openly limited that you are gong 70
the devil
oh"
There was a moments silence, O
ana stared at her companion with .
grave wonder. He did not finch. out
the mouth under the short black mus
tache was slightly amused.
Are your
What
Going 70 the Geyil?"
"Perhaps-at any rate, am gong
my own way"
Somehow that sounds Ike = dis
missal. Good by, David
"Good-by. Di.'
He held the door open for her with
an easy courtesy which she recognized
as new In him. and for a moment she
hesitated.
You may find your own way 9 rath-
ar lonely way" she said with an
earnestness which she had not hith-
erte shown.
That is as | wish it.
IF ever-by any chance-it should
prove unbearable, | should like you
TO remember that you have one friend
who doesn't care how far you have
gone
Where, DIP"
Her eyes filled with laughter
ITO the devil
II believe you rather want me 10
go" he observed.
III might do you good = she retort
ed. AT any rate, | would rather you
did anything than jog-trot TO heaven.
| He waited until the drawing-room
door had closed behind her. then he
went back TO his fathers papers. lie
had discovered them in secret
drawer. and from their methodical ar
rangement. he judged that no one
had touched them since the night his
father had gone TO his death. For
the most part they were old receipt
cd bills. but here and there ne came
across the torn leaf OF diary, GOV.
cred with close faded writing DaVlo
Hurst read them carefully ana ialu
them aside One sheet bore the GATE
OF the day preceding his birth.
I'm a few hours. pray God, jean
will have her son, and | my freedom
Walter Hurst had written with I'M
conscious irony. NO one knows now
7 have striven to fulfil the destiny
she mapped out for me in her loving
ambition. | have gone against my
self. fought down every instinct MY
life has become pitiable farce III
which play the hypocrite-the MAKE,
heSieye hero. but now | am tired ana
an do no more When she has her
Aop she will transfer her pride TO MIN
Nod he will carry on for her the ira
dAjons OF our name. can not
was-rt.t made great. or even courage
GUS. Nv Imagination never leaves
me. see everything | do before II
IS done-all the consequences. all the
possibilities. ] am afraid OF tonight s
work. But | dare not show her that