Connecticut western news. [volume] (Salisbury, Litchfield Co., Conn.) 1871-1970, 1918-02-14

lars. closed II up just this morning
and the commission would just about
/ buy us that little house we had planned
once. Won't you let bygones be by
cones, HaZie?"
at might be possible, Jack" she an
swered slowly, "if IT were not for the
fact that you took the most effective
means n man could have taken to kill
every atom of affection had for you.
I don't feel bitter any more-I simply
don't feel at ALL"
But you WILL" he said eagerly.
"Just. give me a chance. I was a hot
headed, jealous fool, but / never will
be again. Give me a chance, Hazel"
you'll have to make your own
chances" she said deliberately. 81 re-
fuse TO bind myself in any way. Why
should l put myself out to make you
happy when you destroyed all the faith
l had in you? And don't think I'm
going to care-except, perhaps, In a
friendly way"
And with that Barrow had to be
content.
At dusk of the following day she and
Lorraine Marsh sat in Pullman, fiat
tening their noses against the car win
dow, taking q last look at the envi-
rons of Vancouver as the train rolled
through the outskirts OF the city. Ha-
eel told herself that she was going
home. Barrow smiled friendly assur-
ance over the seat.
Even so, she was restless, far from
content. There was something lack
Ing. At half after eight. she called the
porter and had him arrange her section
for the night. And she got into bed,
thankful to be by herself, depressed
without reason.
She slept for time, her sleep bro
ken into by morbid dreams, and even
tually she Weakened to find her eyes full
of tears. She did not know why she
should cry, but cry she did till her pill
low grew moist-and the heavy feeling
in her breast grew, IL anything, more
intense.
She switched on the tiny electric
bulb over her head, and fumbled In
her purse for another handkerchief.
Her fingers drew forth, with the bit of
4 ~
seemed to hypnotic her, so fixedly did
she remain looking at II. A sheet Of
plain white paper, marked with dots
and names and crooked lines that
stood for rivers. with shaded patches
that meant mountain ranges she had
seen-Bil Wagstaff's map.
She stared at IL long time. Then
she found her time table, and ran along
the interminable string OF station
names till she found Ashcroft, from
whence northward ran the Appian way
of British Columbia, the Cariboo road,
] over which she had journeyed by stage.
She noted the distance, and the limit
eds hour of arrival, and looked at her
watch. Then a feverlsh activity took
hold of her. She dressed, got her
suitcase from under the BERTH and
stuffed articles into 1t, regardless Of
order
That done, she set her suitcase in
the aisle, and curled herself In the
berth, with her face pressed close
against the window. A whimsical
smile played about her mouth, and her
fingers tap-talped steadily on the
purse, wherein was folded Bill Wag-
stairs map.
And then out of the dark ahead a
cluster of lights winked briefly, the
shrek of the llmited's whistle echoed
up and down the wide reaches of the
North Thompson, and the coaches
came to n stop. Hazel took one look
to make sure. Then she got softly into
the aisle, took up her suitcase, and left
the car. At the steps she turned to
give the car porter a message.
"Tell Mrs. Marsh-the lady In lower
five," she said, with dollar to quicken
his faculties, "that Miss Weir had to
60 back. Say 1 will write soon and
explain"
She stood back in the shadow of
the station for few seconds. The linn
lted's stop was brief. When the red
lights went drumming down the track,
she took up her suitcase and walked
uptown to the hotel where she had tar
ried overnight once before.
The clerk showed her to a room.
She threw her suitcase on the bed and
turned the key In the lock. Then she
went over, and, throwing up the win
dow to its greatest height, sat down
and looked steadily toward the north.
smiling to herself.
II can find him." she suddenly said
aloud. "0f course can find himf'
And with that she blew kiss from
her finger tips out toward the dark
and silent North, pulled down the
shade, and went quietly to bed.