The Celina Democrat. (Celina, O. [Ohio]) 1895-1921, 1917-09-14

In the fire. wish / understood my
self little better, Eugener
Il believe that understand you bet
ter FAR better, than you understan
Yourself he declared. "That is VIII
also believe that am necessary {
you. j can prevent your making mis-
takes"
Then prevent me-" she begged
something has happened, and tn
chart Is In the fire today"
You have only" he said, "to Civ
me this little hand, and / will draw
out a fresh one which shall direct 4
4 the place In life which Is best for you
II is not too late"
She rose from beside him and walked
toward the fireplace, as If TO touch th'
bell. He watched her with steady eyes
but expressiOnless face. There was
something curious about her walk. The
spring had gone from her feet, hei
shoulders were n little hunched II was
the walk of woman who goes toward
the things she fears.
"Stop!" he bade her.
She turned and faced him, quickly
almost eagerly. There was look In
her face Of the prisoner who finds re-
spite.
Leave the bell alone" he directed.
MY own plans are changed. do not
wish to leave London this week."
Her face was suddenly brilliant, her
eyes shone. Something electric seemed
to culver through her frame. She al
most danced back to her place by his
side.
"How foolishl" she murmured. "Why
didn't you say so at Once?"
Because" he replied, "they have
only been changed during the last few
seconds. wanted to discover some
thing which have discovered"
ITO discover somethlngT
THAT my time has not yet come"
She turned away from him. She was
oppressed with sense almost of fear.
a feeling that he was able to read the
very thoughts forming in her brain;
to understand, as no one else in the
world could understand, the things
that lived in her heart
Il must not keep you" he remarked,
glancing at the clock. at was very
late for me to call, and you will be
wanting to join your friends"
"They are coming here for me-" she
explained, "There is really no hurry
at all. We are not changing anything.
1t is to be quite simple evening.
Sometimes | wish that you cared about
things of that sort. Eugene"
He blew through his lips little
cloud of smoke from the cigarette
which he had just lit.
Il am not of the people," he said,
"and have no sympathy with them.
detest the bOurgeOisie of every country
in the wOrld-my own more particu-
larly."
"If you only knew how strangely
that sOundsw she murmured.
'DOes it?" he answered. 'You should
read my family history, read of the
men and women of my race who were
hutchered at the hands of that drunk
en-, lustful mob whom lying historians
have glOrified. am one of those who |
do not forget injuries. My estates are
administered more severely than any
others in France. No penny of my |
money has ever been spent in charity. l |
neither forget nor forgive"
She laughed little nervously.
"What an unsympathetic person you
can be, Eugenew
"And for that very reason" he re-
piled, II can be sympathetic. Because
| hate some people, have the power
of loving others. Because it pleases
me to deal severely with my enemies,
1t gives me joy to deal generously with
my friends. That is my conception of
life. May I wish you pleasant eve
ning?"
"You are going now?" she asked, a
little surprised. "When shall see you
lgain"
"a telephone message from your
maid, line written with your own fin
gers" he said, twill bring me to YOU
within few minutes. If I hear moth
ng, may come unlimited, but 1t will
,e when the fancy takes me. Once
more, Louise, pleasant EVENING"" ,
He passed out of the door, which the
'arlOr maid was holding open for him. ,
to the wiRaow, Louise 7
watched him leave the house and enter :
lis waiting automobile. He gave no {
ign of haste or disappointment. He s
it another cigarette deliberately upon f
he pavement and gave his orders to d
he chauffeur with some care. h
AS the car drove off without his hay t
1g once glanced up at the window, she a