The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-10-30
ANOTHER DAY
BY HOPE BROWNING.

slightly, looking around the big. rest
full studio longingly.
I'm sorry. but | must give myself
a chance to think it over. I'll phone
early in the morning"
She went out into the square and
sat down near the fountain, trying to
make I'D her mind 1t had been eight ,
months since she had left there. Sea-
bury had received his appointment as
staff artist at the front, and it had
meant so much to his whole career.
They were engaged. Sometimes it
seemed to her that they had always
been engaged ever since she had
taken the studio below his and he had
dropped roses on her window sill.
Go up to mothers and stay with
her until get back. You can write
all you want to, and she'll love to have
you. She has me all dead and buried
already, and it will brace her up to
have YOU laugh at her. Go along,
Marian"
And Marian had gone. Up into the
old farmhouse perChed on a spur OF
land that overlooked mountains and
valleys for miles. Seaburys mother
was darling little old lady, cheerful
and motherly-too motherly. Marian.
after seven months, began to feel like
progressive duck with hen par
ent She fretted after town environ
ment and the incentive to work. Her
stuff was fiat and she knew it. Sea
bury was on the point OF sailing when
he got an offer from an English pa
per and wrote he would wait three
months longer if she did not mind.
If she did not mind? Marian packed
furiously and sent back a cablegram:
Going back to work.
That night she dined out with
friends of the Quarter down at a little
Italian place on West Eleventh street.
And someone spoke his name
You knew that Seabury was back
didpt you, Miss Earle? Made a
smashing record for himself too
Looks awfully fit. | met him up al
Mamie Bells last evening at dinner.
, Marian smiled. No, she had moi
heard of Mr.. Abbot's return, but She
was SO glad of his success. He wal
always such clever, nice boy.
| I'D like to see him marry Mamie
Bell" went on her right-hand partner
at the long table. She's just the sor
OF girl to develop and supplement thu
gifts of man like Seabury."
} "Yes?' Marian's tone was sweet.
J interested and impersonal. Are the!
engaged?
Il don't know, but suppose SO
He's been around everywhere will
her since he got back"
Marian slept little that night
Wrapped in kimOno. she sat by he
window thinking. And here she hat
been ready to even take back the oil
studio for sentiments sake. 1t was al
very well to tell herself that sh'
needed the old environment. She JUS
wanted tc be back where they hat
first met and been so happy together
The following morning she wa
rather late. but determined Mr.. Bet
stood on the basement steps, talkinl
to the janitor, when she came along
60 right up, Miss Earle. I'll b.
there in a minute" he called to her
and she went Up the long flight o
; stairs The door was ajar. She passed
through the high, narrow passagewa!
into the studio and stopped short
Over by the window, looking down OF
the little patch of garden, stood Sea
bury.
He turned around at her step, ant
gave a quick exclamation. brimful o
the boyish, explosive happiness sh'
loved in him.
by Jove, it dragged you back. too
didn't it?' he cried, catching he
, hands in a grip that hurt. 1--WE beef
trying to rent the place from oil
Betz, but he's put me off. telling M
he had another party after 1t, and IL
have to wait another day. Lord, til
good to see you again, Marian"
You're looking we'll" said Marian
trying to draw away.
, Il am not I'm sick and disguised
| and miserable, and | can't eat Oh
sleep"
mo? | thought you we're dining
rather regularly
What do you mean? Oh, with Nan
ME Bell? That's only business. She's
doing the writing end of my series fol
the Dispatch | didn't think yOu't
mind"
why should | mind?"
"Why?' He glanced beyond her Il
/ be sure OF privacy and caught her sud
/ denly in his arms. That's why" ht
!, told her, after minute. Because
you happen to be the only woman thai
can upset my life for better or worse
. don't you see? | dropped everything
, when / got your cable and came over
I understood how you telt. And wher
got here | couldn't lind you, so
did the next best thing. ] was goint
, to rent the old studio because | knew
| you'd come back here some time"
Let me 60" she said struggling
Somebody's coming"
Mr. Betz whistled iovially as he ap
preached. perhaps as a kindly sigma
, OF warning.
, Well, he asked, what do yol
: think about it,"
Seabury beamed on him. his hands
deep in his pockets.
I'VE are going to take 1t directl,
: after the wedding, Betz. Fix up you
lease.
,Copyrignt. 1916, by the Mcclure Newspa
per Syndicate