The Ordway new era., 1917-08-31

-" Deuiooln ana Helen reluctantly
| yielded.
'", don't like to go without you."
when In n long white coat and veil.
tied nat she lowered over Warren,
VINO had gone back to bed.
Don't worry about me-ru hive
the time of my life. Run oIonp now
II they're in such blooming hurry!"
downstairs the Stevenses greeted
her joyously.
"ive been trying to get Warren up
all morning." with lingering regret, as
she settled back on the leather-tufted
seat.
well, you're not going to stay In
and pamper him day like this" Mrs.
stevens tucked the linen duster about
her.
At first Helen gave herself up to
the sheer physical joy Of the glittering
sunlight and soft-scented air. But
soon thoughts Of Warren shadowed
her mind.
Would he sleep all morning without
either breakfast or lunch? In her hur-
ry, she had forgotten to give Dora any
orders. That she had had no break
fast hardly occurred to her. But War
rem should not miss his meals; any ir-
regularity always upset him.
The car shot on with even speed.
They were at One Hundred and Eight
ieth street now. With vague uneasi-
ness, Helen was watching the numbers
on the lamp-posts.
"That's not very heavy" observed
Mrs. Stevens, feeling Helen's light
pongee coat. "Will you be warm
enough coming back tonight7"
"Tonight! Why, Wen be back be-
fore dinner?"
Before dinner We're to dine out
there! We won't get back much be-
fore midnight"
"Oh," blankly. IT thought we were
only going out for luncheon"
swell, now, don't begin to worry
about Warren. Do him good to have
n lonely Sunday. You can phone him
from the club, If you want to-"
Two Hundred and Thirty-fifth
street, Two Hundred and Thirty
sixth street, Two Hundred and Thirty
seventh street. The last subway sta
ton was at Two Hundred and Forty
second. She could get out there-and
be back home In less than an hour!
Not until midnight! What would
Warren do for dinner? Where would
he go? How would he spend the eve
ming? Would he stay around home
and read in lonely dreariness?
What If he did want to lie in bed?
Sunday was his one day to rest. And
his work was SO nerve-wearing, he re-
quired sleep.
Two Hundred and Thirty-ninth
street-only three more blocks Lean
ing forward, she laid detaining hand
on Mr.. Stevens shoulder.
"Stop at Two Hundred and Forty
second street-Tm going back on the
subway! Oh, know I'm foolish, but
I can't leave Warren all day."
: A storm of protest followed this an
nouncement. Mrs. Stevens, exercts-
Ing the privilege Of an old friend, de-
nounced in scathing sarcasm Helen's
lack Of independence.
ayes, know" helplessly, but l
wouldn't enjoy 1t. I'd be perfectly
wretched all day. know wonls."
From the subway kiosk she waved
them q laughing good-by. Almost
lirhtheartedly she ran down the steps
to waiting express.
It was not quite twelve when she
reached their apartment. Noiselessly
she closed the door and tiptoed
through the hall. Warren should
sleep as long as he wanted-but when
he woke he would find her there.
Passing the dining room, she
stopped in startled amazement. Dora
was clearing the breakfast table.
eyes. ma'am, Mr.. Curtis had his
but he didn't eat notnin-
Just a cup of coffee and Dit OF
toast"
The next second Helen had darted
into the library where Warren, IN MS
shirt sleeves, his hands in his pockets
stood staring 'moodily out the window
II was only in that first glinting Sec
ond that she saw his face iignt up.
Then he shook the ashes from h's
cigar with a careless, Hello kitten'
what brought you backF
aoh. they won't get home before
They're to have dinner OUT
II couldn't stay that long
without YOU /" Drawing him to cnair
she crept into his lap. Il made them
let me out at the last subway sta'
tion." .,.,,.
asillyi" blowing away her ticking
veil. sHow'd you like to 60 down 70
f,ons Beach-hays dinner therer
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love III"
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