The Washington times., 1918-12-24
By Ann Lisle.
cHARTER LTH-

CHAPTER LXII.
Copyright. 1918. by Kings Features
Syndicate. Incl
q T the sound Of Jim's voice
N Terry took Anthony Nor
reys by the shoulders and
fairly showed him out o.
the hall door. Then he put his fin
ger to his lips to impose silenee
and hurried with me to help jim
into the room.
Ny boy had slipped into his gray
lounging robe and was hobbhng
painfully out OF the bedroom with
the aid Of q cane. ! wondered how
much he had heard Of Terry's Wills
pered scheme to aid him But Ter
~ didn't stop At mere wondering.
He took the bull by the horns and
proceeded to find out. A soon a.
we'd established Jim on the big
couch. Terry plunged into an ex-
PLANTATION:
"I stayed for q chat with the
Missis, Jimmie-and q fine little
chat we had. was II loneliness or
ealousy that brought you out 30
suddenly
TERRY, you rogue-rd. misdoubt
the fine boys heart and the square
soldIerly honesty Of you as soon as
I would the love and loyalty Of my
Lilac girl here-and that's neverF
declared Jim with q smile that was
all tender sweetness and had no
undercurrent Of meaning.
But It hurt-lt hurt cruelty.
with Q suggestion, intended
chiefly for me, Terry replied grave
ly before he rushed out to join
Norreys:
you're right. lad; next to your
little lady and our Betty there's no
one wishes you better than Terry,
Winston. ~ hope you'n always
understand"
Then he ran out, banging the
door briskly-to relieve his feel
ings no doubt-and Jim. gazing At
the spot where his friend had
stood stanch and firm in the door
way, made q queer comment:
"'Our Betty he said Did you
hear him, Anne? think he wishes
often that he might say my Betty
And which Of the two Is worse
haunted by the ghost Of Athertou
Bryce, often wonder. And won
der still more IL poor Atherton was
worth the sacrifice OF two liveG."
As he spoke perched mysef
precariously on the edge o. inns
couch. Ny boy slid an arm from
under the cover had thrown over
him and drew me close against his
heart I stopped and put my lips 10
his forehead, and then my hand
found its way into the broad rip
pies of his dark hair. Neither OF US
spoke. The silence seemed to en-
fold US gently. In the peace of that
moment I felt anew how utterly
my Jim and I belonged to each
other-"in sickness, IN health, for
richer, for poorer"
Dressing II Halted.
A peal at the doorbeil brought
Us hack from dreaming. When
threw open the door there stood
Phoebe looking like q shy little
wood-nymph tricked out in impu-
dent scarlet and bronze by daring
Mother Autumn. 90
IL Just couldn't wait any
longer. I wanted to see Jim. and
Virginia said I might bring him
some grapefruit and this little
Delmonico steak" she whispered.
lingering on the threshold and
waiting timidly to be asked to
cross it.
"Come in, kiddie; come over mere
and kiss your big brother and
make him well-' shouted Jim with
surprising Vigor.
Phoebe battered over to the
couch with a cry OF delight:
why. thought you were slek'
The doctor. and even so eminent
an authority as your sister, Mrs
Anne Harrison, labored under the
same odd impression. But . torn
Iigament doesn't take toll Of an
ex-soIdier for long, Phoebe. think
II all this scarlet and gold and
loveliness would stay
and dine with me I'd be well
enough tomorrow to go out and
see the rest of the autumn instead
of having 1t brought to me-"
Phoebe giggled in high delight
as the invitation to remain was
seconded by ''the lady OF the house"
But I wondered II Jim was uneon-
scious OF the fact that now, OF
course, Neal would escort Phoebe
home. I had an idea that all this
delight in each other which Jim
and Phoebe were showing had
really depths OF which neither was
Wasn't Jim pathetically
eager to be put In touch with Vir-