Daily capital journal. (Salem, Oregon) 1903-1919, 1918-05-01
The Woman Who Changed
BY JANE PHELPS
THE WELCOME HOME
CHAPTER LXVI.

, heart beat faster and | could scarcely
wait to get off.
looked all around for George, but
didn I see him. My heart sank, but
stin kept looking. He had missed me
There wera quite good many goy of
at Moreland. But just as l was about
to retraee my steps, thinking l might
have passed him in the dusk, Martin
, the chauffeur, came up and, touching his
) cap, took my bag and said:
"The car is right this way, ma am. y
| followed hm in silence. Of course
Georga was in the car. He would think
1t foolish p stand in a crowd and wait
when Martin could do it just as well.
But there was no one in the car. open.
ed my lips to ask where Mr. Howard
was, but pride came to my rescue, and
l said:
How are you Martini And is every
thing all right at the housa9"
"l'm well, thank you, ma am. And
everything is all right, think"
Hot sears rushed to my eyes, but 1
resolutely forced them back George
would be at home, waiting me, and he
mustn I sea me with red eyes. | was
thankful for Martin s broad back in
front of me. No one could read my
thoughts.
Home At Last
At last we reached the house. l
thought We never should. But, as rush
ed up the steps and the door opened in
response to the honk of the automobile
horn announcing our arrival, it was
James face rnat greeted me, not
Georges.
~ am glad 70 see you back, ma am -
he said respectfully. Then Mary, Annie
and Celeste all appeared and greeted
Ime.
"The house has been that lonesome
| most went away myself" old Mary !
said.
81 went Immediately upstairs.
Georges s name had not been menucnod,
Apparently the servants thought it
nothing STANCE he had not been with
me. tried to keep still, not to ask ques-
tions. But after had taken off my
things, and changed my clothes for the
late dinner prepared for me. could not
resist saying to Celeste:
"Will Mr.. Howard be home for din
ner?"
"0h, no, ma am. He said you came
and asked for him, to tell you he would
be late. He had an engagement.
/ don't quite know where it came
or how, but for once my pride kept me
from letting Celeste know how hurt /
was.
"Oh, yes, remember, he wrote me
about it. l will go right down. l am
starving" l replied.
My sudden access of pride also help :
cd me to eat good dinner. Then, as I
II was late and l was tired, | told Ce- {
leste: |,
81 shall not sit up for Mr.. Howard
If he comes in before James goes to bed '
ask him to tell Mr.. Howard that l was
very tired so did not sit up"
''Oui madame!" Celeste replied, pc
euliar look ON her face. | knew she was
at my attitude. Tha, she
half expee ed me to weep.
HOW Do You Do at Breakfast
l went Immediately to sleep. 1 was
really very tired, My long seance at the
window the night before-the unaccus
toned travelling wearied me so
that my eyes closed Immediately. / did
not waken until CelesJe called me-
Mr.. Howard says he will be ready
for breakfast in few minutes"
jumped out Of bed, dressed hurried
ly, but selected my most becoming
breakfast gown, then ran down the
stairs and into the dining room just as
George was sitting down.
He came to me and kissed me.
Did you have a pleasant visit, my
dear2' he asked
'Oh, wonderful 1t was too short
that was all the fault found with it. -
Are your people all well9"
eyes, very well. They all wished to
be remembered to you. +"
"Thank you"
| was determined to be as cold, as
non communicative, as he. So | volun
teered no details of my visit He look
I'd a. his paper as usual, but when he
spoke his voice was kind and he smiled
was grateful for even so much of his
attention, the while resented his cold.
1ess.
81 was sorry to be out when you ar
lived he said as he rose from the table
but Mrs. Loring gave a dinner which
had agreed to attend. Better lie down
! while, today. You aren = accustomed
% travelling, and you look a bit fag-
red. "
That was ALL What difference there
vas in his greeting, and that of the deal
'olks at homel l was sick, homesick
md had been back but few hours,
Nnd he had been with Madge Loring.