The Hays free press. [volume] (Hays, Kan.) 1908-1924, 1915-07-17
CHAPTER XIV.
al Cannot Come to Him.

81 Cannot Come to Him."
The next day came, bright and
sweet, and as fair as blue sky could
make it for one who looked aloft- But
eyes are not always turned toward
the unclouded sky. There are shadows
below that claim the vision and the
day is bleak
The ship was to sail at noon.
At ten o'clock the farewelIs were be-
ing said There were tears and heart
aches-and there was fierce rebellion
in the hearts of two of the voyagers.
Yvonne had declined to go to the pier
to see them OFF and Brood was going
away without a word to her about the
futureI That was manifest to the
anxious, soul-tried watchers. In ST.
lence they made their way out to the
waiting automobile. AS Brood was
about to pass through the broad front
door, a resolute figure confronted him.
For moment master and man stared
hard into each others eyes, and then,
as if obeying an inf1exible command.
the former turned to glance backward
into the hallway. Yvonne was stand
ing in the library door.
was strange authority in his voice
Tell her, sahib. 1t is not so cruel to
tell her as it would be to go away with
out a word. She is waiting to be told
that you do not want her to remain in
your home"
Brood closed his eyes for a second,
and then strobe quickly toward his
wife
"Yvonne. they all want me to take
you along with US" he said. his voice
shaking with the pent-up emotion Of
weeks.
She met his gaze calmly, almost Sc
reneIy. But of course, it is quite
impossible" she said. 81 understand,
James"
1T is not possible" he said, steady
ing his voice with an effort.
THAT is why I thought it would be
better to say good-by here and not at
the pier. We must have some respect
for appearances, you know" She was
absolutely unmoved.
He searched her eyes intently, look
ing for some sign of weakening on her
part. He did not know whether to feel
".
81 don't believe you would have gone
If had"
You need not say it, James. You
did not ask me, and 1 have not asked
anything of you
Before co." he said nervousIy, "I
| want to say this to you: I have no
| feeling of resentment toward you. I
am able to look back upon what you
would have done without a single
thought Of anger. You have stood by
me in time of trouble. I owe a great
deal to you. Yvonne. You will not
accept my gratitude-it would be a
farce to offer it to you under the cir
cumstances. But want you to know
that 1 am grateful. You"
go on, please. This is the psyche
logical moment for you to say that
your home cannot be mine. 1 am ex-
pecting it."
He Strengthened up and his eyes
hardened 81 shall never say that to
you, Yvonne. You are my wife. ]
shall expect you to remain my wife to
| the very end"
Now, for the first time, her eyes
| flew open with surprise. A bewildered
expression came into them almost
| at once. He had said the thing she
least expected. She put out her hand
to steady herself against the door.
"Do-do you mean that, James ?"
| she said wcndeTingly.
"You are my property. You are
bound to me. I do not intend that you
shall ever forget that, Yvonne.
don't believe you really love me, but
that is not the point Other women
have not loved their husbands and yet