Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1916-01-23

repaired. But vent I've had it ever
since. Igave it to her about the time Amy
was born, he continued. II said she was
the dearest, tenderest, bravest, most unself-
ish woman in the world. l remember all
those little things. And she said, with
laugh, that If our daughter grew up, and
if she turned out to be all the things l
thought her mother was, then some day
l could give Amy the locket. Amt it
funny? Amt it funny that I've kept this
all these years! And now I've brought it
to her-to Amy. That's the question l
want to ask you. There's good in all of
us. Well, then, what shall do? Shall l
60 to her and tell her her father has como
back, or shall go away-and never come
back again."
Miss Andrew looked away from him,
and around the Duncan library, as if she
were about to say farewell to all it's IA
miiar objects. She reflected, as she
looked, that this would make an excellent
newspaper story. She felt the strength slip
ping out of her nerve ends. There, on the
long mantel, was Jaffrey's picture. .
81 think you had better 60 away" she
said fercely.
THE man drew his face into grotesque
squinch, just as a cat shuts its eyes
when meeting an oncoming blow. With
both his gnarled dry hands, he snatched
at the flaps of his overcoat as one who, in
sudden agony, seeks to tear his own flesh.
"You think that?" he whispered. "You
think oughter go away and never see my
little girl any more?"
Amy suddenly became conscious of
need to convince him before determine
ton to assert himself as father had grown
stubborn. He had come from afar. He had
with persistent care saved enough to
come He had spent infinite pains in his
search for her. Was it likely that on tho
word of one person he would abandon his
purpose? This man who talked about his
daughter needing him-would he be able
to see, through all the blindness of his
desperation and self-pity and hunger for
comfort, the fact that to her he would be
only parasite, tainted old man, a
burden? Would he be able to see that
his coming would stain the whole life of
his daughter, and perhaps wreck it?
A panic seized her, but she knew that
she must mobilize all her wits.
"You said there was some good in every
HAL, she Salu, leanlng FORWARD eagerly.
"You said that several times. 1t is your
own phrase
There was pause in which, fearing the
sound of Mrs. Duncan's car or Jaffreys
key, she was conscious of her ears strain
ing to catch every outdoor sound. II the
family came, she could offer no explana-
tions; to her father she would be exposed.
maybe the good in my girl may sur
pass all understanding, the man said,
getting up, swaying uncertainty on his
feet. Maybe she'll have her mothers
tenderness and bravery and unselfshness.
And the call of blood-maybe the blood
will call to her."
Amy felt herself fighting to preserve her
whole future. In quick breaths she said:
"Your daughter is engaged to young
man of a fine and proud family in this
city. She had almost given up hope OF
love and the full, rich life she desired.
But it came. She has no family of her
own-no relatives; but, at least, she has
none that would"
He took the phrase upon his own lips.
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