Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1916-05-09
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CHAPTER XIV.

There was sleet that evening. with a
whooping wind, but neither this storm
nor that other which so imminently
threatened him held place in the con-
sciousness fof Bibbs Sheridan when he
came onc4 more to the presence OF
Mary. AIN was right in his world as
be sat With her, reading Maurice Mae
teriinck's .Alladine and Palomides."
And while Sthe zinc eater held out to
bring him such golden nights az these,
all the kings horses and all the kings
men might not serve to break the
spell.
BihSs read slowly, but in reason
ableS manner, az IL he were talking;
and Mary, looking at him steadily
frpssn beneath her curved fingers, APP
peared to discover. no fault 1t. had
grown to be her habit to look at him
whenever there was an opportunity.
It may be said, In truth, that while
they were together, and ifwas light,
( she looked at him all the time.
81 When he came to the end Of ALA
dine and Palomides" they were silent
little while, considering together;
{ then he turned back the pages and
said:
There's something want to read
over. This:
4 open on the dawn. Il. She has soul
II that can be seen around her-that takes
you in iii arms like an ailing child and
whgo. ssypt e
derstand it all. DO not know how Il
can all be, but my knees bend in spite Of
me when speak Of IT..
He stopped and looked at her.
.sYou boyg' said Mary, not very
4 clearly.
.Oh, yes" he returned. But it's
true especially my kneesr
.eeYou boyr she murmured again.
blushing charmingly. You might read
another line over. The first time I
ever saw you, Bibbs. you were look
ing into a mirror. Do It again. But
you needn't read It'll can give it to-
you: tA little Greek slave that came
from the heart Of Already" .
II! I'm one Of the hands at the
!. Pump works-and going to stay one.
9 unless I have to decide to study
plumbing. = @ s ~,
emo, She shook her head. "You
love and want whats beautiful and
delicate and serene: It's really art that
you want In your life, and have always
wanted. You seemed to- me. from the
lirst, the most wistful person had
eyer known, and that's what You were
wistful for"
Bibbs looked doubtful and more
wfstfui than ever; but after moment
81 two the matter seemed to clarity
!, itself to him. ssW by, no. he said; Il
wanted something else more than that.
i ! wanted you.'s
And here amir she laughed, COM
Dietely understanding. Il think were
like those two In .The sCloister and
the Hearth. I'm Just the rough Bur
g,indian erossbow man. Renys. who
followed that gentle Gerard and told
everybody that the devil was dead"
..Ie isn't, though" said Bibbs, a. q
hoarse little bell In the next room be-
gan series Of snappings which
proved to be. ten, upon count. HE
gets into the clock whenever I'm with
! ron" And, signing deeply, he rose
to 50. &. &
.'You're always very prompt about
1 leaving me"
There's one little time in the twenty
four hours when I'm not happy. It's
now, when I have to say good night.
But now's the bad time and ! must
90 through it, and so-good night"
And he added with pungent vehe-
mence Of which he was little aware.
q II hate it!' h
DO your. she said, rising to 60 to
the door with him. But he stood mo-
tionless, gazing at her wonderingIy.
Mary! Your eyes are So" He
stopped. "a
.Yes?'' But she looked quickly away.
II don't know" he said. 7 thought
Just then .5
What did you think =
II don't know-it seemed to me that