Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1917-04-25

waited. After long time the door
was stealthily reopened. Nan tip
toed out She closed it softly behind
her: II waited for him to go to
Sleep" she explained as she started
down the corridor with De Spain.
Hes had so much pain today
hope he sleeps"
81 hope so, too," exclaimed De
Spain fervently.
Nan ignored the implication. She
looked straight ahead. She had moth
ing to say De Spain, walking beside
her, devoured her witn mis- eyes; lis
tened to her footballs; tried to make
talk; but Nan was silent.
Standing on the wide verenda out
side the front door, she assented
to the beauty of the distant illumi
nation, but not enthusiastically. De
Spain declared it could be seen very
much better from the street below:
Nan thought she could see very well
where they stood. But by this time
she was answering questions-dryly,
it is true, De Spain leading the way
a step or two forward at n time,
coaXed her down the driveway.
She stood again irresolute, he
drinking in the fragrance of her
presence after the long separation
and playing her reluctance guarded
~. DO you kHOWt sic ehSldiillcu
with sudden resentment, you make
it awfully hard to be mean to you?"
With a laugh he caught her hand
and made her walk oown the hospi-
tai steps. You may be as mean as
you like" he answered indifferently.
"Only, never ask me to be mean to
you"
Il wish to heaven you would be.
she retorted.
L.
what we were doing a year ago
today"
mo" Before he could speak
again she changed her answer: Yes.
do remember. If / say mo- you'd
be sure to remind me of what we
were doing. We can't see as well
here as we could from the steps"
But from here, you have the best
view in Sleepy Cat of Music noun
tain"
"I come here often to look at it,
You won't let me see you-what can
do but look at where you live?
How long are you gong to keep me
away?"
Nan did not answer. lie urged her
to speak. you know very well it
is my people that will never be
friendly with you," she replied, How
can I be-"
IneN were pdSSlllB IL ldWh SSttSG'
He sat down. She woLid not follow.
She stood in q sort of protest at his
side, but he did not release her hand.
"I'll tell you how you can be" he re-
turned. Make me one of your
people,
"That never can be-" she de-
clared stubbornly. you know it as
well as l do. Why do you say such
things?" she demanded, drawing
away her hand.
do you want to know"
mo"
ITS because I love YOU"
She strove to command herself.
whether you do or not can't make
any difference" she returned steadi-
ly. I'VE are separated by everything.
There's a gulf between us. 1t never
can be crossed. We should both of
us be wretched If it ever were cross
ed"
He had risen from the bench and
caught her hand. IT'S because we
haven't crossed it we're wretched."
he said determinedly. Gross 1t with
me now!" He caught her in his arms
She struggled to escape. She knew
what was coming and fought to keep
her face from him. With resistless
strength. and yet carefully as a
mother with an obstinate child, he
nelu ner Sllgnt Douy against MS
breast, relentlessly drawing her head
closer. Let me go" she painted,
twisting her averted head from the
hollow of his arm. Drinking in
the wine of her frightened breath.
he bent over her in the darkness
until his pulsing eagerness linked her
warm lips to his own. She had sur
rendered to her first kiss.
He spoke. THE CULTS crossed. Are
you so awfully wretched?"