The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1917-07-26

I am, then there are things in life
more wonderful than l have ever
dreamed Of. He doesn't live in our
world-and our world, as you know,
aas its grip. He knows nothing about
my AIT, and you can guess what life
would be to me. without that What
future could there be for him and for
me together? ! cannot reinake my
self"
There was something in Sophy's face
hat was almost like wonder.
$50 this is the meaning OF the
slange in you, Louise! ] knew that
something had happened. You have
seemed so different for the last few
months" >.
Louise nodded
London has never been the same
place to me since ! first met him in
Cumberland" she admitted. Some
times think am-to use your own
words-in love with John. Sometimes
l feel it is just queer, indistinct, but
passionate appreciation of the abstract
beauty Of the life he seems to stand
for" ri
lis he really so good, wonder"
Sophy asked pensively.
Il do not know" Louise sighed Il
only know that when l first talked to
him, he seemed different from any
man l have ever spoken with in my
life. / suppose there are few temp
tations up there, and they keep nearer
to the big things. Sometimes / Won
der. Sophy, if it was not very wrong
of me to draw him away from it all J"
Rubbish Sophy declared IF he
lis. good, he can prove it and know 1t
here. He will come to know the truth
about himself Besides, it isn't every
thing to possess the standard virtues.
Louise, he will be here in minute.
You want to be left alone with him
What are you going to say when he
asks you what you know he will ask
your
Louise looked down at her.
"Dear." she said, Il wish could
tell you. do not know That Is tho
strange, troublesome part Of It'll do
not know" SO r -.ar s., ~
''Wili you promise me something's
Sophy begged. promise me that II /
stay in here quietly until after he has
gone, you will come and tell me!'
Louise leaned a little downward as
if to look into her friends face. Sophy
suddenly drop''ed +hfr eyes. and the
color rose to the roots of her hair.
There was knock at the door, and the
parlor maid entered. .~
"Mr. Strangewey, madam she an
nounced. ~,a
Louise looked at John curiously as
she greeted him. His face showed few
signs Of the struggle through which he
had passed. but the grim setting Of his
lips reminded her little Of his
brother. He had lost. too. something
OF the boyishness, the simple Light
heartedness of the day before. In
stinctively she felt that the battle had
begun. She asked him nothing about
the supper party, and Sophy. quick to
follow her lead, also avoided the sub
ject.
Luncheon was not q lengthy meal,
and Immediately its service was con-
Guided, Sophy rose to her feet with q
sigh.
Il must 60 and finish my work" she
declared. LET me have the den to my
self for at least an hour, please, Lou
Use. 1t will take me longer than that
to muddle through your books" ~a,
Louise led the way upstairs into the
cool, white drawing room, with its
fower-perfumed atmosphere and its
delicate, shadowy air of repose. She
curled herself up In corner Of the
divan and gave John his coffee. Then
she leaned back and looked at him.
$50 you have really come to London.
Mr.. COuntryman!".
81 have followed you" he answered.
II think you knew that l would. I
tried not to-" he went on, after mo-
ment's pause. Il fought against it as
hard as l could but in the end had
to give in. l came for you" 80
Louise's capacity for fencing seemed
suddenly enfeebled. A frontal attack
of such directness was irresistible.
"For mel" she repeated weakly.
"Of course" he replied. "None Of
your arguments would have brought
me here. If l have desired to under
stand this world at all, It is because it
is your world. It is you want-don't
you understand that? thought you
would know 1t from the first moment
you saw me-"
He was suddenly on his feet lean
ing over her. a changed man, master
full, passionate. She opened her lips.
but said nothing. She felt herself
lifted up. clasped for moment in his
arms. Unresisting, she felt the fire OF
his kisses. The world seemed to have
stopped. Then she tried to push him
away, weakly, and against her own
will. At her first movement he laid
her tenderly back in her place.
II am sorry" he said. "And yet I
am not" he added, drawing his chair
close up to her side. II am glad! You
knew that l loved you, Louise. You
knew that it was for you I had come"
She Was heyjnnin1 IN collect herself.