The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-01-02

more to herself tlan 10 him. Tie
buried his face in his shaking hands.
Don't Twas my fault forgot
Xes looked very beautiful lost con
troll OF myself Beautiful things over.
whelm me sometimes, somehow
suppose because ! am such con
founded ugly brute myself Don
mind it-and forget H.
She did not answer. lie heard the
soft rustic OF her dress as she drew
away from him ana passed out OF the
window He got up and crept c:utious-
Is after her. hiding in the shadow or
the curtains lie saw the yellow
lights OF the judges carriage. the
whte-clad syce at the horses head
he saw his mother with her back to-
ward him, and he saw the Judges
face. flooded with the light from the
window Tie heard the half-smothered
exclamation and understood IT,
It believe you are trying TO cut out
all The unhappy debutantes, the
Judge said gaily How do you think
I'm TO fnd all my pfotegees partners.
with the subalrerus sWarming around
you Ike so many moths
Is that a compliment" she retort
t+ttt>it fr---,-----t-'-.-
ever paid me
You ought to be thankful. Let
me help YOU In. Isn't David coming
No"
Poor chap. It would do him good.
Are YOU comfortable
Very.
That's all right Josephus, give
the savage brute her head. will YOU?
The savage brute, from her gait
( a direct descendant OF the long
deceased Sarah Jane broke into a
weary trot, and a minute later the
/ lights of the buggy PASSED through
/ the compound gates and disappeared
1 Hurst limped back TO the table. lie
tried 10 resume his work, but his head
ached and selfloathing that WAS
! physical in It's intensity famed his
/ faculties II is not enough that nature
| had stamped him "outcast he had
added TO his own disgrace He had
thrust himself upon being who he
knew despised him. he had flung aside
dignity and self-repression- poor
garments with which he had sought 10
cover his infirmities-and had reveal
| tu HIMSELF az a u thH AAh WINNIE 49,
gar. importunate and shameless And
he had gained nothing save a sense
OF nausea. OF utter humiliation.
lie got up again and flung his
manuscript carelessly into the draw
! er Il was OF no use 10 fight against
I. his unrest, and in an hour the protes.
! sor awaited him IF you would see
your boyhood : dream again. ! viii
show YOU her before daybreak. he
had written Hurst smiled az the
recollection OF the curt promise. III
LIS as easy TO recall the dead as TO re-
call dream or an ideal he thought
Nevertheless. he took his helmet from
the table and went out into the com.
pound and down the avenue 10 the
road Professor Heilig bungalow lay
on the other side OF KORUNA. at a
good half.hours walk, and Hurst set
of as briskly as his dragging uneven
gait allowed he darkness, HE eem-
plete silence, the rapid movement
through the soft air Gained him
Shame and bitterness. though they
still gnawed az his hearts roots, lost
something OF their violence. Nature
slept in mysterious quiet about him.
He had divorced her from his life,
had stifed the sound OF her voice in
his desperate futile struggle for the
worlds appreciation, but in this hour
of humiliation she strove 90 reclaim
him He lifted his face 10 the bril-.
liant sky, where already the new
moon rose in the stately splendor OF
rsbirth, and forgot for an instant his
bitterness in the contemplation OF the