The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1916-03-11

Five minutes more! called War
rem
"All right. I'll be ready. Heller
| finished her hair with clumsy haste
knowing she could do it over on the
| train.
Brushed it best / could, ma am
Anna came in with her coat
| "Oh, thatll do hastily slipping i,
on. Nov I'll leave you this" taking
dollar from her purse; that waist
may come from the cleaners. If any
one phones. say I've gone to Philadel
phia for the day. And be sure to-
Ready" demanded Warren from
| the hall.
Ring for the elevator-rll be right
there
The elevator was waiting, and War
rem was tapping his cane with frown
ing impotence, when Helen finally
came running out.
We've. got just thirty-two minutes,
grimly. 'If we have to wait for a
car, we won't make it."
AS they left the elevator, Helen, who
was nervously drawing on her gloves
stopped with Mortified,
"Oh-oh, they're both for one hand
tudI Inc yOu "CH, SOu II
not have time to 60 back.
II won't be a second" excitedly.
Then to the boy. Take me up again
quick"
I'm not going to wait, l tell you -
And without backward glance War
rem swung out the door and down the
steps.
Mono, let me out!" as the boy
started the elevator. "Mr. Curtis
won't watt
Warren was half way down the
block before she caught up with him.
'You see, I'd have had plenty of
time" when they reached the corner
with no car in sight. Dear, believe
there's still time"
Suit yourself" with shrug, "but
take the first car"
Helen hesitated. No. she was afraid
to risk it. After all she could get a
pair of gloves as soon as they got to
Philadelphia. The next moment a
green car came into view.
Even after they boarded the car
Warren glanced frowningly at his
watch. If they missed the O'Clock
train, they would have to wait an
hour for the next.
With tense anxiety Helen watched
every shop window twenty-five min
utes of seven. Twenty-three, twenty.
Would they make it?
Fortunately, as there were few
passengers, the car made few stops
and they reached the station with
three minutes to spare. In the early
morning hush of the great depot, their
footsteps echoed strangely as they hur-
ried through the train.
Warren made straight for the dining
car. Helen, who always took q child
ish delight in a meal on a train rev.
eled in the atmosphere of red plush,
cleaning woodwork, mirrors and white
coated porters.
The darkness of the underground
train shed gave the appearance of
night, and red-shaded light glowed
on every table. The train was too early
for women, but half a dozen men were
already ordering breakfast
They were hardly seated when the car
gave a preparatory jolt and they were
off through the bleakness of the long
tunnel.
Helen smoothed her hair by the
mirrored panels, and leaned back with
a relaxing sigh, while Warren took up
the silver handled breakfast card
Hello, here's sausage and griddle
cakes! How does that strike your"
Mono" for she loathed sausage
I'D rather have just soft boiled egg
and coffee"
"Grapefruit or Granger"
Orange" knowing it would be
cheaper
The breakfast ordered, Warren SHOW
ed over one of the papers he had
bought at the station and buried him
self in the other.
1t was not the black-headed head
lines of the war news, or the double
murder, or the last sensational divorce
case that held Helen. 1t was the
small, unpretentious date 1ine-April
"a.
Yesterday when Warren had said
she could go with him, she had hoped
he was thinking of the date. But she
was determined not to speak of 1t.
She wanted him to remember.
The train rolled out of the tunnel
now, and the glazing spring sunlight
flooded their side of the car
"Oh, dear, we're on the sunny side.