The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1915-11-02
ANOTHER DAY
ey HOPE BROWNING.


slightly, looking around the big rest
full studio longingly.
I'm sorry. but | must give myself
a chance to think it over. III 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 1t 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
dronned 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 nave
YOU. She has me all dead and buried
already, and it will brace her up to
have you laugh at her. 90 aiohs'
Marian"
And Marian had gone. Up into the
heart of Vermont to great, ramphns
old farmhouse perched on spur Oh
land that overlooked mountains ana
valleys for miles. Seabury's mother
was a darling little old lady, cheerful
and motherly-too motherly. Marian,
after seven months, began to feel IKE
a progressive duck with hen par
ent. She fretted after town environ
ment and the incentive to work. her
i, stuff was fiat and she knew it. Sea-
, bury was on the point OF sailing wheh
! 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
q furiously and sent back cablegram:
:. Going back to work.
q That night she dned out with
4 friends of the Quarter down at little
" Italian place on West Eleventh street.
h And someone spoke his name
"You knew that Seabury was back
r. didn't you, Miss Earle? Made a
" smashing record for himself, too
Nd Looks awfully fit. l met him up al
Mamie Bells last evening at dinner.
"a Marian smiled. No, she had no
10. heard of Mr.. Abbot's return, but sht
in was SO glad Of his success. he wal
mt always such clever, nice BOY.
OH I'D like to see him marry Mamie
Rell." went on her right-hand partne
n: At the long table. shes just the sor
yn OF girl to develop and supplement IN
gifts of man like Seabury.
to "Yes?" Marians tone was sweet
he interested and impersonal. Are the
)u- engaged?"
81 don't know, but l suppose 81
in He's been around everywhere VIII
,th her since he got back"
sed Marian slept little that nigh
of Wrapped in a kimono, she sat by NJ
his window thinking. And here she hf
les been ready to even take back the
studio for sentiments sake. IL was
~ very well to tell herself that 81
needed the old environment. She 1u
M wanted to be back where they N
first met and been so happy togeth'
the The following morning she W
rather late but determined. Mr.. bt
stood on the basement steps, TAXI
TO the ianitor, when she came alol
larry go right up Miss Earle. I'll
nee there in a minute" he called TO n
end and she went up the long flight
he, stairs. The door was ajar. She pass
lady through the high. narrow passagew
your into the studio and stopped sho
} OF over by the window looking down
his the little patch of garden, stood s
bury.
ex. He turned around at her step,
New u,a o,icL exclamation brimful
lam- the boyish, explosive happiness
II ne loved in him.
hoou "By love. 1t dragged you back,
didn't it?" he cried, catching
ouen hands in a grip that hurt. i've D.
''"' trying to rent the place from
Betz, but he's put me on, telling
re- he had another party after 1t, and
lohs have to wait another day. LORD
They na s ~ COO Won again. Marian"
mn ms you're looking we'll" said Mar
and trying to draw away.
!, ,ha 81 am not. I'm sick and disgu'
whom and miserable, and | can't eat
life. sleep"
, all No? | thought you were dill
lority rather regularly.
dogs What do you mean? oh, with
,verb ME Bell? That's only business.
dogs doing the writing end OF my series
the Dispatch. / didn't think y
mind.
why should | mind?"
lady "Why? He glanced beyond HI
,ayton be sure of privacy and caught her
had in denly in his arms. That's why,
nd six told her, after minute. Bee
YOU happen to be the only woman
e seen can upset my life tor better or W
| YOU. don't you see? | dropped every
n who when / got your cable and came
md six understood how you felt. And
be III. got here | couldn't find you,
did the next best thing. ! was
larkey. to rent the old studio because
IAN dot you'd come back here some time
" no Let me go" she said, strug
Somebody's coming.
Mr.. Betz whistled jovially as !
preached, perhaps as a kindly
m have OF warning.
pardize Well" he asked. what dc
sr,apd | ,h;nL annut IL ?"