South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1914-04-25
Their Married
Life.
THE THIRD YEAR.

ing her first impulse was 10 call to
Warren in the berth above. Then
came the sickening realization that he
was not there-and the memory OF the
wretched incident Of the night before
She glanced quickly at the couch
and carpet under the portfolio. Was
that dark stain water? Had the waves
washed in after all? Slipping out Of
bed. she felt the green velour couch
cover. It was soaked through and SO
was the carpet
So Warren had been right in closing
their ventilator. Because she was seq
sick she had insisted on having air.
and had finally asked the stewardess
TO let her sleep in a vacant staterOOm
where she could have the window
open. Warren. white with rage, had
let her go.
She bitterly regretted It now. She
had thought that he was merely OBJ
stinate in closing their ventilator. and
that the waves would not come in. But
81 would have been better TO endure
the sitting heat than 20 have gone TO
another staterOOm in this way.
The stewardess would undOu btedly
speak OF II. and Il would be gOssiped
about the ship that she and her hus-
band had qslarreiled- Warren's atti
tude would bear this out. for he was
furious and might hardly speak 10 her
for the rest of the trip. And they
ere not due in New York until Sat-
UTday nOon-almOst three more days.
Although her dizzy nausea had
passed away. and the angry sea had
smOOthed down TO a tranquil, clear
tlue surface. Helen, as she sat on the
edge Of the berth. was tremendously
unhappy.
The StaterOOm Empty
Warren up yet? The sunlight was
streaming in the portfolio, but she felt
il was still early. Had she better go
back to their staterOOm and try TO
make things right? Was there any
thing she could say or do to make
thing she could say or do that would
make things right? When he was
thoroughly angry, he was always so
hard to appease.
Gathering up the few things she had
brought with her. she threw on her
dressing gown and hurried down the
corridor to their stateroom. But
Warren was not there. Yet Il was
only 7:3O-he had evidently gotten out
early on purpose
Quickly she bathed and dressed and
went down to the dining saloon. War
rem was just finishing his breakfast.
She slipped into her chair beside him
with a murmured good morning, TO
which he-replied without looking up.
A Mr.. Walters. who sat just across
from them remarked politely that he
was glad to see her down.
"Oh, yes, I feel very much better
this morning" answered Helen. How
is Mrs. Walters? Isn't she coming TO
breakfast"
mo. she isn't quite over IL yet We
had II pretty rough yesterday. The
captain says it's been the toughest
summer trip he can remember"
"Oh. Warren. that's interesting"
exclaimed Helen. pitifullv eager TO
nd
break his frowning silence. mo won
der I was i'll"
But Warren ignored her and direct
cd bis answer TO Mr.. Walters.
oh. they always say every trips
the toughest. It's like the hottest or
coolest day in the history of the
weather bureau-we seem to get them
every season
Mr. Walters laughed. and he and
warren talked on. Once or twice
Helen ventured timid cOmme lent,
which Warren wholly ignored
When he finished his breakfast, he
left the table. Helen bent over her
plate with flushed cheeks He had
never before left her sitting there
alone. She hoped no one would no.
tice. If he were going TO ignore her
like this. how could she get through
the rest OF the trip
Alone ON Deck
Helen was always keenly sensitive
As to what people might think. espe-
cially where Warren's attitude toward
her was concerned.
Although she had been too i'll TO
eat anything yesterday. she had no
heart for Breakfast now. So when
she finished the grapefruit. she left
the eggs untouched and went up on
deck.
The steward had put out their
steamer chairs but Warren was not
there now. but he was walking about
the deck. He was probably above,
but as he was making il so plain that
he wished 10 avoid her. she could not
follow him.
The steward wrapped her up in one
of the chairs. Several OF the paSsen-
gers stopped and spoke 10 her. Her
illness OF yesterday gave her an ex
Cuse for seeming languid and unre-
sponsive. Her mind was on Warren
and on how she could make things
right between them.
The morning passed on and she did
not see him. Surely he would come by
before luncheon? He would not let her
10 down alone
The luncheon horn blew and still he
did not come. She would not go
without him. But. when almost ev-
eryone had gone down, she saw him
Ready for luncheon" he asked
brusquely.
"Oh. yes. dear" as she threw off the
steamer rug and got out of the chair
She laid a OBTAINING hand on his arm
and looked mp appealingly "Oh,
Warren. I'm so sorry-'' she began
TREMENDOUSLY.
But he broke away with a curt
Want any luncheon or nOt2"
SO he was too angry even To listen
10 her apologies # he was so unre-
lenting she would not try 10 make
further advances.
a silent, unhappy luncheon. and
again she was alone I'm her steamer
chair. with the long. lonely afternoon
before her. Surely she was paying
heavily.
Plainly the other passengers were