The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1917-08-30


the phone, more gruff insistence from
the bedroom and Helen reluctantly
yielded.
"Oh, don't like to go without you,u
when In a long white coat and veil
tied hat she lowered over Warren,
who had gone back to bed.
Don't worry about NELL have
the time of my life. Run along now
if they're in such a blooming hurry"
Downstairs the Stevenses greeted
her joyously.
"Tve 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 buster 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 Swallowed
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. evil you be warm
enough coming back tonight?"
Tonight! Why, Wen be back be.
| fore dinnerT
Before dinner We're to dine out
there We won't get back much be-
fore midnight"
"Oh," blankly. 81 thought we were
only going out for luncheon"
"Well, now, don't begin to worry
about Warren. Do him good to have
lonely Sunday. You can phone him
from the club, if you want to-"
Two Hundred and Thirty-ffth
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-
CURED sleep.
Two Hundred and Thirty-ninth
street-only three more blocks Lean
ing forward, she laid OBTAINING hand
on Mr.. Stevens shoulder.
"Stop at Two Hundred and Forty
second street-rm going back on the
subway Oh, know I'm foolish, but
l can't leave Warren all day."
A storm of protest followed this an.
nouncement. Mrs. Stevens, exercIs-
ing the privilege of an old friend, de-
nounced in scathing sarcasm Helen's
lack of independence.
eyes, 1 know" helplessly, "but /
wouldn't enjoy it. I'd be perfectly
wretched all day. know i would"
From the subway kiosk she waved
them a laughing good-by. Almost
lightheartedly she ran down the steps
to a waiting express.
1t was not quite twelve when she
reached their apartment. Noiselessly
she closed the door and tiptoed
through the hail. 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
breakfast, but he didn't eat nothin'-
just a cup of coffee and bit Of
toast"
The next second Helen had darted
into the library where Warren, in his
shirt sleeves, his hands in his pockets,
stood staring modify out the window.
1t was only in that first glinting Sec
ond that she saw his face light up
Then he shook the ashes from his
cigar with a careless, 'Hello, kitten,
what brought you back?"
"Oh, they won't get home before
midnight They've to have dinner out
there-and III couldn't stay that iong
without you'll" Drawing him TO a chair
she crept into his lap. II made them
let me out at the last subway sta
ton"
"Sillyi" blowing away her tickling
veil. How'd you like to go down to
Long Beach--have dinner thereT
ooh, I'd love itr excitedly. "rd
love It'll"
Look out--that's villainous
thingi" lodging a threatening hapin.
as she burrowed her face against his
coatless chest. snow we haven't time
to fool" pushing her away. "You get
some breakfast and Wen be of. Yes