The Watertown news. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1917-1919, 1917-06-13

fessed 'T1know lot, but don't think
they would interest you. They don't
do anything, you knOw-they travel
around and have good time. They're
rather nice to look at, some of them.
But when you've said that you've said
it ALL"
Nice to look at! OF course they
would be, with nothing else to think of
in all the world but of how they looked.
Suddenly Sidney felt very tired. She
wanted to go back to the hospital, and
turn the key in the door of her little
room, and lie with her face down on
the bed.
"Would you mind very much if I
asked you to take me back?"
He did mind. He had depressed
feeling that the evening had failed.
And his depression grew as he brought
the car around. He understood, he
thought. She was grieving about Max.
After all, a girl couldn't care as she
had for year and half, and then
give a man up because of another
WO1udu, W1luOuI q WICuCu.
"Do you really want to go home, Sid
ney, or were you tired Of sitting there?
In that case, we could drive around for
an hour or two. I'll not talk if you'd
like to be quiet
Being with X. had become an agony,
now that she realized how wrong Chris
tine had been, and that their worlds,
hers and KS, had only touched for a
time. But she was not disposed to
skimp as to agony. She would go
through with it, every word a stab, if
only she might sit beside X. little
longer, might feel the touch of his old
gray coat against her arm.
I'D like to ride, if you don't mind"
| X. turned the automobile toward the
country roads.
OK"
"Yes?'
'Was there anybody you cared about
any girl-when you left homer
81 was not in love with anyone, if
that's what you mean"
you knew Max before, didn't your"
| Yes. You know that.
eff you knew things about him that I
| should have known, why didn't you
| tell me?"
Il couldn't Go that, could I? Any
how"
"Yes?"
81 thought everything would be all
right. 1t seemed to me that the mere
/ fact Of your caring for him. That
was shaky ground; he got off it quickly.
X. was suddenly aware that Sidney
was crying. She sat with her head
| turned away, using her handkerchief
stealthily. He drew the car up beside
/ the road, and in a masterful fashion
| turned her shoulders about until she
faced him.
"Now, tell me about it," he said.
"It's just Stiffness. Tm-I'm little
| bit lonely. Aunt Harriett's in Paris,
and with Joe gone and everybody"
aunt Harriet!'
He was properly dazed, for sure.
"And with you going away and never
| coming back"
'rll come back, of course. How's
! this? I'll promise to come back when
you graduate, and send you flowers"
you won't, h. You'll be back with
your old friends. Girls who have been
everywhere, and have lovely Clothes
and who won't know Z bandage from
a figure eight"
''There will never be anybody in the
world like you to me, dear" His voice
was husky.
'You are saying that to comfort me. y
''To comfort you! I-who have
wanted you so long that it hurts even
to think about it! Ever since the night
/ came up the Street, and you were sit
ting there on the steps-oh, my dear
my dear, if you only cared q Gttle!''
| Because he was afraid that he would
get out of hand and take her in his
arms-which would be idiotic, since. OF
/ course, she did not care for him that
wayne gripped the steering-wheel. II