Cheraw chronicle. [volume] (Cheraw, S.C.) 1896-2005, 1917-04-19

His Doyishness annoyed Carlotta.
She did not want the situation to get
out of hand. Moreover, what was so
real for her was only too plainly a
lark for him. She began to doubt her
power.
The hOpelesSness of her situation
was dawning on her. Even when the
touch Of her beside him and the soil
| tude OF the country roads got In his
blood. and he bent toward her, she
found no encouragement In his words: !:
IL am mad about you tonight"
She took her courage In her hands:
Then why give me up for someone
! else?"
''That's-different."
why Is 1t different? I am a wom-
I'M. II love you. Max No one else
will ever care as I do"
"You are in love with the Lamb =!
"That was trick. am sorry.
Max. don't care for anyone else in
the world. II you let me 60 I'll want
to die"
Then. as he was silent:
III you'll marry me, I'll be true to
you nll my life. 1 swear 1t. There
Will he nobody else. ever"
The sense, If not the words, Of what
he had sworn to Sidney that Sunday
AFTERNOON under the trees, on this very
road! Swift shame overlook him, that
he should be here, that he had allowed
Carlotta to remain In ignorance of how
things really stood between them.
I'm sorry. Carlotta. It's impossible.
I'm engaged to marry someone else"
Sidney Page?"-nlmost q whisper.
Eyes"
de was ashamed Mt the way she
took the news. If she had stOrmed or
wept. he would have known what to
do. But she sat still. not speaking.
You must have expected it, sooner
or later"
Still she made no reply. He thought
she might faint, and looked at her
anXiously. Her profile, indistinct be-
side him. looked white and drawn But
Carlotta was not fainting. She was
making desperate plan. II their es-
capade became known, 1t would end
things between Sidney and him. She
was sure of that. She needed time to
think 1t out. 1t must become known
without any apparent move on her
part. II, for instance, she became Ill,
and was away from the hospital all
night, that might answer. The t.ling
would he Investigated. and who knew
The car turned In Mt Schwitter's
rond and drew up before the house.
The narrow porch was filled with small
nhnyn u-h fsI,
trio lights inclOsed in Iannnese paper
lanterns. Midweek. which had found
the White Springs hotel almost desert
ed. saw Schwitters' crowded tables set
out under the trees. Seeing the crowd.
Wilson drove directly to the yard and
parked his machine.
mo need of running any risk" he
explained to the still figure beside him.
we can walk back and take n table
under the trees. away from those in
fernal lanterns"
She reeled little us he helped her
out.
Not sick, are you?"
I'm dizzy. I'm aIl right"
She looked white. He felt a stab
OF pity for her. She leaned rather
heuNiiS OH nlIu as tney walked toward
the house. The faint perfume that
had almost intoxicated him, earlier.
vaguely irritated him now.
At the rear Of the house she shook
Off his arm and preceded him around
the building. She chose the end Of the
porch as the place In which to drop,
and went down like a stone.
There was moderate excitement.
The visitors at Schwitter's were too
much engrossed with themselves to be
much Interested. She opened her eyes
almost rs soon as she fell-tO forestall
any tests: she was shrewd enough to
know that Wilson would detect her
malingering very quickly-and begged
to be taken into the house.
II feel very Ill.," she said. and her
white face bore her out.
Schwitter and Wilson cnrried her
In and up the stairs to one of the
rooms. The little man was twitterIng
with anxiety. He had n horror Of