The Washington times., 1914-01-02

ND at last his mother had come
~ and the man, and this was the
n end of his long, eager vigil! He
had sat up all those hours de-
termined not TO go to bed until he should
have made them see that he wanted to
start again to share their Interests, to
be of, and not merely among them
and this was the result!
I Something like despair-an utter hope
lessness cloaked him round as he closed
the door on his mother and Wilmerton
and went slowly upstairs to his room.
The mans smile had been sc flagrant
and the sudden realization that his
mother was such a woman struck and
stunned him like a great fist shooting
out of the shadows.
He. had known that there was some
thing going on in their curious house
but it had always been muffled-screen-
ed off Tonight was the fist time he
had ever come face to face with il. He
had known that his father and she
, merely lived under the same roof never
he saw everything with new eyes.
While his mother brought this man
home, his father was amusing himself
the expression was Mrs. Ieyden s-else-
where The cold-bloOdedness of the
phrase sictened him. II was 50 palpable
that their lives were a shaHi-that any
thing one of them did was matter
of total unconcern to the otIeI:
NO wonder I am their SON.! Ine
thought brought bitter laugh. No
nothing from his mother. There was
not the remotest possibility OF his ever
being able TO cOnfide in her. She was
amusing herself.
Utterly weary, he went along 10 ms
room. His clothes had been unpacked
and nut away, the corner OF the bed
clothes turned down. his brushes lald
out on the dressing table.
His eyes took in the tlc;ness az
glance. The two shirt cases stood G~dch ~
10 back in a convenient corner. ana on
the outside one in large, black letters
on a white label was the word-""l-
mereauX." ..s
For minutes it held him Fascinated. ;I9s e.
staring at it. All the color had IeII ms
face, and one hand was clenched at
hie side. Wimereux-where he had
amused" himself. He was appalled,
by the thought that II he had ever
openeg his heart TO his 1nother sns
would have laughed at him. lie ooul1
voice as she answered: Sllly chll1:: chlld:
She ought to have known that you were
only amusing yourself
The pale, chilly dawn came creeping
in through the windows. The gray
rC,oftOns were wet and dreary, and the
vague street noises were like the yaWns
of the waking day. He tiicked on tne
light nulIed down the blind, climbed
into bed. and closed his eyes.
The tide was out and high WInu
made the rushes lean all one way on
the dunes. Tiny sand slides rustled and
shivered down the hOllOws, and along
the digue clouds Of sand suddenly rose
up and swirled wildly for moment and
then sank down again.
The moon was up-a great Dig circle
Of 2 moon that splashed the still sea
with lights, countless little patches that
danced and shimmered. And in the
white emptiness Everard was hurryins
along TO the rendezvous in the dunes.
There was no reason for him to hurry.
He knew that she would be there, Lut
he felt that something was trying to
Keep him back. TO head him off, to pre-
vent him from getting there.
Every step forward seemed TO take
him two back, as though he We're walk
ing against a moving platform. The
sand took q malicious delight in swirl
ing into his eyes, and tiny hands tugged
at him from behind.
Suddenly great fat man dashed past
him. frantic and sobbing, searching
wildly in every clump of rushes. He
was followed by a tOw-headed child
who clapned her hands in gIee and
nOinted and made faces n"I then turned
10 Everard and beckoned him on.
q Continuation of ThIz Story VIII
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