The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1914-10-08
CHAPTER xVII-contInued.

1T did" he answered. But you
didn't invite it. You weren't the sort
of girl that needed to invite it-you
aren't that sort of woman now!" Eyes,
no less than tongue, were eloquent of
his admiration; but she was looking
away. But most women wouldn't be
so ready to forgive They would re-
member only hurt vanity. I'm at your
feet for your charity. I've seen little
of it in my life"
Have you looked for it?"
mo. Nor had it. Nor valued it
until now"
And now?"
why now I-need it."
Somehow the confession, an uncon-
sidered remark that, however, had the
ring of sincerity impulsive sayings are
apt to have, seemed to establish even
more firmly their intimacy. 1t nerved
him to his next remark.
'Kazia, don't you think you could tell
me what has happened to you during
all these years."
You'll be disappointed" she began
abruptly, because there isn't much
and it's commonplace enough l mar
ried Jim and lived with him a year.
Then left him. Not because he wasn't
kind-he was, in his rough way. But
he was shiftless and he drank too
much He had no ambition and-I
wasn't happy with him, so | left him,
though / knew it hurt him."
"A woman can do that" he inter
rupted quickly.
Some women do it, you mean. I've
always been ashamed, though never
went back to him. Later, got a d.
vorce. | went to live with Uncle
Roman. but Piotr, who had hated Jim,
made it so unpleasant had to leave.
He hated me, too, think"
"Or loved you, in Piotr's peculiar
fashion. But go on"
After a while / found work in a
tobacco factory, rolling cigars. Not
the kind you smoke, but cheap vile
things. lit wasn't nice"
I've heard of those holes" he NUT
tered. You there-why-"
Il was one of many" she went on
I'm two years / was sick and in the
hospital, a heavenly place where there
was ventilation and nothing to do and
good things to eat. used to pray I'd
never get well.
There isn't much more didn't
have to leave the hospital. One of
the internes took an interest. He had
influence and helped me to register as
a nurse. I've a knack for surgical
work, and since passed my examina-
ton I've always had cases. For the
rest, I'm not educated I've merely
read little, here and there, as I've
had time.
That's all and not what you seemed
to expect. Just cruel selfishness in
the beginning and a little luck after
ward. Which is not the success you
worship"
But l see more than that. read
between the lines" Long afterward,
recalling this scene, he remembered
her quick questioning glance, but then
he gave 1t no thought. Il see the cour-
age to make a fight, the will to rise
and being equal to the opportunity
when it came. And I've heard that
the really charitable are never so to
themselves"
"Oh, IL you will" She broke of
with a shrug. Let us talk OF some
thing else"
When at length he broke the silence,
his voice was a caress. II wouldn't
have you different. What you've lost
is nothing compared with what you've
gained"
She turned her heard ao WY toward
him. For a long minute their eyes
held. Then with one accord they
looked away. Not the heart of boy
Of twenty could have beaten more
violently.
AS they drove on. the silence be