The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1914-05-28

The bookcases
were filed with books, richly bound.
She was struck with the simplicity OF
the furnishings.
Suddenly the fire fickered into life,
and the picture hanging over the fire.
place caught her attention. IL was op-
viously a snapshot, enlarged but ex-
quisitely finished.
It was a picture of woman, her
motherhood stamped distinctly on ner
beautiful face. She sat before an open
fire. the freight radiating the laugh
ter in her eyes.
At her knee stood small boy, his
bright eyes revealing the love or his
own little soul as he smiled respons- =
lively.
Suddenly she reused herself; she
had been dreaming. She was not pre-
pairing an answer for the man waiting
outside in the darkness. Denny
Brown had asked her to marry him
and she had promised her answer to-
night.
They had been running swiftly,
smoothly through the exhilarating air
of the suburbs in Dennys car. Sud-
denly something had gone wrong. IL
had happened at the very moment
when she should have been answering
Denny.
He had brought her to this bunga-
low, asking permission for her to
wait there.
He had telephoned to a neighboring
garage for a man. They were now re-
pairing the machine. In few mo-
ments he would return for her.
How strongly at this moment all
Denny could give her appealed to her!
She was so tired-so nervously tired
of her own life. -
But the other man! Somehow Denny
had guessed that the other man had
been something to her. For tonight
he had told her, quietly, that the other
man had failed again. Unconsciously.
she had been waiting for "the other
man" to win success.
,, A mans step sounded on the veran.
da-Denny had come for her and her
answer was not ready. She heard the
click of the telephone receiver in the
, hall. A mans voice-not Denny's-
called Woodstock, N. H., on the long,
distance.
It was Phil Berkley-the other mani
She was waiting in his bungalow-to-
night Of all nights, but she had to
listen.
Hello, that you Mater?"
6"
"Oh, I'm-I'm all right.
"Yes-a bit blue tonight, how did
you know"
-
81 hate to tell you, mamsy; but it's
another failure"
mo, I'm going to try again. Third
times trying, you know"
You're so comforting, Mamsy, yes
|. I'll succeed-some day"
II wouldn't care so much il IL
weren't for you and-that little girl"
g"
Eyes, she's waiting for me-"
g"
Eyes, there's just the understanding
between us. Yet trust her to wait
Sometimes I think must have
dreamed it ALL"
-
Goodnight, dearest"
g"
In a moment the man would ring
off. She must either hide or run. BY
the light of the flame she saw door
leading from the room to the We.
randa.
Rising quickly, she stepped softly
across the room and out onto the We
randa.
Stumbling over the low steps, she
ran breathlessly across the damp lawn
toward the lights shining dimly in
the road.
Pausing within the shelter of the
shrubbery, she called softly, Den
NY"
The man left the machine and came
quickly to the lawn.
Denny, won't you take me home
now? Send the man with the car to
the garage. l want to go now"
"What?' he asked perplexedly.
Tired of waiting, Beth? 1t won't be
more than twenty minutes. It's too
far to walk. There's no other way but
the trolley, and that's so crowded"
Yes, yes; that's what want" she
interrupted; "the trolley-the crowds
the lights
But, Beth, we want to be alone to-
night. dear; just you and I-your an
swer-you promised me your answer
tonight"
Hush, Denny! I ought to have
told you. can't marry you. I'm
waiting for the other man. I've prom
ised. No; it's not an engagement.
There's-there's-jus an understand
ing"
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