The Ordway new era., 1917-03-30

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Things are Mt breaking point. Ihe
president seems likely to get what ms
message asked for In the way or TIM
ber for hipbuild-Toinette, look at
mew
She looked up. startled at the
change In his voice, and saw what she
had feared-and vaguely lonsed Tor
was about to come. David had risen
to his feet. The room seemed SUD
denly filed with a tremendous tensity.
Her heart beat uncontrollabiy; she
calmly threaded needle anew.
''Do you know what failure isF ne
flung at her. The torrent of his heart
rushed out with the words. nave
struggled" he said harshly, 'Dut l
give up now. l work from da!iieht
to dark. 1 read at night at the law.
weary myself withs arguing with Ike
Blnckford. These things ought 10
make up my world for me. But they
don't. There isn't any world for me
unless you" He checked himseif,
then began anew. 81 think about my
self. i go back over my llfe-al ITS
poverty-every miserable line OF It's
starved existence. And then2l think
about you. / want TO know
what right you have to make part OF
my world. It's not your world. l
don't belong there. Why do you come
into mine? You oughS not to be In
my thoughts. But you are. 1 can't
drive you out of my mind. You have
been there ever since l first saw you,
ever since :.
His voice broke.
From the first wild challenge Of his
gaze she had avcrtcd her face and
had listened with bowed head. As
glance at him and saw that the
knucklcs of his clenched hands were
whitened with the strain. She tried
to speak but could think of nothing
that she could say. Her hands picked
aimlessly at the threads in her lap.
After moment he regained control
of his lips and went on, passionately
as before, but with an undercurrent
Of pleading that softened his words:
II have been trying to believe that
1 could conquer all this in myself
that 1t was too preposterous to en-
dure. But instead of that 1t has
grown stronger so strong that
it is now everything. You are in ev-
erythlng I do. I cannot keep silent.
L"
Exactly what do you want, Da-
vid?" It was a very cool little voice
that broke in on him.
moment the hurt look In his eyes
struck her with pity. But she steeled
herself and went on:
I'm afraid I don't know just what
you're talking about. Do you mean
that am wronging you in any way"
A wave Of hot anger swept through
him that she could choose to adopt so
pitiful misconstruction. But the
girl was fighting with the weapons Of
her sex, fighting to regain control of
the situation. He stood very proudly,
waiting to give her an opportunity to
retract.
"If I have offended you ;"
II have made a mistake" he said
haughtly. II see that I have been
ridiculous"
She shot frightened glance at him.
Had she gone too far? She forced
herself to go on, still clinging to her
makeshift armor, still hiding behind
her poor little defenses:
Can you think that do not realize
how hard life is up here on the from
tier? 1t calls for all that is best and
bravest in us to go on fighting against
heat and cold and hunger, actual
want But 1t takes strong men
men who endure and do not com
plain"
do you think am whining? You
know l am not" He waved her words
aside impatiently. "It is something
else" He stopped, impotent to ad-
vance in the face of the travesty of
his passion she had thrown in his
path.
The room was very still. Outdoors
the crickets chirped increasingly. For
long while they stood facing each
other in silence that rested more and
more heavily upon David's heart.
Toinette raised her eyes timidly.
David's look had not changed; it
seemed to enfold her with a mighty
passion of wounded love, proud, suf-
fering, pleading to be understood.
She spoke again, falteringly:
eve shall always be friends, shall
we not2"
There was no answer. She waited,
not daring to raise her eyes from the
ground. She heard him move slowly
across the room, heard the latch lifted
and the door opened; heard his deep,
grave voice saying goodby, as in a
dream; heard the door close.
There swept over her the realiza-
ton Of all that he had suffered and
risked for her, all the fine manliness