The Lynden tribune. [volume] (Lynden, Wash.) 1908-current, 1916-11-02
CONTINUED FROM LAST WEEK

Not all my friends" his slow voice
drawled az last. but even the words
were tingei with donbt- Not all my
friends" he said. Silently the man
reached out and found the hand which
had lain for a moment upon his arm.
$50 you are-you." he murmured,
WIEN his fingers touched hers. II
wasn't just sure"
Suddenly unable to think quite clear
". barbara wondered at the new pulse
n her throat. which beat and beat un
ii ii seemed not easy even to speak.
Then it-must he you too" she TAI
cred. Il wasn't sure, either. even
when knew ii must be- I'd begun to
believe that you hadn't forgotten-that
you didn't care to Will you
please say that you forgive me-please
for something over which ] have
cen Sorrier than you can know"
His eyes chung to the velvety face Of
hat slim girl decked as Cinderella in
bits of transparent slippers and SHIN
inering. star edged white. until even
n spite of the gloom the girl ,recogniz-
Il the change which had come creep
nlg over his face She saw II surge up
In his eyes-the old .undisguised won
Ter OF the boy of ten years before, for
thieh until that instant, she had look.
| in -an--but 1t was mans wonder
woman now. utter and absolute and
III enveloping. She caught her breath
hen she touched her lips with a
Iainty tongue as though they had gone
Try of sudden. Involuntarily she
stepped toward him. that single pace
which she had fallen away. And
above the tumult Of her own senses
she heard herself trying to laugh and
realized how unsteady the effort was.
Then you do forgive me?" she
breathed. DO PASS inspection? Do
you like me-in my masquerade
There was never need of a fairy
godmother for you," he told her, his
voice grave. There was never need
of a transforming miracle. You have
been that always yourself. And you
are not permitted to ask forgiveness
from me nor pardon. Men do not ad
NIT that there can be need of that
where they have worshiped as long as
have worshiped you. You knew
was coming. I've been coming ten
years now. But you can never know
either how long ten years can be-
The words were blurred as far OF
echo in her ears. She started to speak.
but all that she would have said caught
in her throat and hurt her, and only
her unsteady breath came from parted
lips. But when at her inarticulate eff
fort at speech he bent his head to her
swiftly upfung face her whole slender
body frightened at the rough contact of
blue flannel against her cheek. Almost
before they held her she struggled
madiy from the circle of his arms.
White of face, white OF lip. she broke
away from him and darted through
the gap in the hedge only to shrink
back against him I'm panic the next in
slant before the black shape upon a
blacker horse between her and the
lights.
He was gazing In their direction-the
man upon the horse. He was laughing
softly. And when he thrust back the
OluCh toNl thdl hio iutC ohu pCeuI
to speak Stephen O'Mara recognized
that terribly pale, terribly drawn face.
Garry Devereau rocked little in the
saddle and waved a gracefully I'm
steady hand.
BLESSINGS, my children" he called to
the two In the shadow, and his tongue
was not thick. but only wavering. MY
Fluctuations. And, cen though | know
not your identity, still may sense
your fond confusion. And yet why
blush. dear unknowns? 'Tis IN the air
tonight. Even ! myself have yielded
to spirit Of friyolity. Two hours ago
appeared masked In these dingy vest
ments as Loves Young Dream. but
with me the mood has passed. Fellow
romancers. you have witnessed meta
morphosis. You are now gazing upoI
| the Wrath of God about to thunder
| forth upon coal black charger.
merely paused to bid you haste inside
lest You miss the crux OF the evening
When I withdrew the Hon. Archie wa:
| already searching with bravely con