The Goldfield news and weekly tribune. [volume] (Goldfield, Nev.) 1911-1947, 1918-01-05
PHILLIPPA SANDS
BY SUSAN SANFORD.

keep-the door is not locked" Anne
said defiantly. .
at will not need to be locked
against me, Miss Burton, 1 bid you
good evening"" he said, rising, hands
stiffiy at his sides. With a ceremoni-
u bow he walked steadily toward
the door. 1t burst open when he was
two feet from it, thrusting him back
into the room. AS he Strengthened he
saw fronting him a wild-rose face, with
~star-eyes, blue as the sky, now full
of innocent concern, with red lips that
cried, "Oh, have 1 hurt you? 1 am
so sorry-it was very needless of me |"
"Don't cry, Phil-Mr. Hayden was
just leaving-else / should present
him." Anne said with a smile of soft
malice. Hayden stared. So this was
Philippe Sands, of whom he had heard
such tales. An audacious fiirt, even
limited at as correspondent in q pend
ing divorce, he had felt more than JUS
titled in begging Anne to have done
to him, only dearer.
81 believe in omens," he said, FAC
ing about. Therefore, shall not 60
unless you insist on it." His eyes
asked for mercy.
"Stay-if your pressing business
car wait" Anne said. as ungraciously
as hospitality permitted. Phil opened
her blue eyes wider than ever. She
caught up a book and ran away, say
ing over her shoulder: 81 came to
get it-wouldn't sleep a wink tonight
If I did not find out just how the end
came. 1 know, of course, she is going
to get him-after hating him half way
throughput l don't know how"
MAY I ~apologizeT" Hayden asked
as her footsteps grew faint outside.
Anne looked at him steadily.
"Why?" she asked. "Phil is-just
the same. l told you she had been
shamefully led about. You stood in
awe Of Mrs. Grundy until you saw
her."
"Are you jealous like those others?'
Hayden hazarded. Anne laughed
scornfully.
u don't know how to be-" she said.
mot of anybody. Least of all Phil
lippa. You saw how I resented your
slurs. Still, l am q little curious"
"As to what?" said Hayden.
"Why beauty excuses" said Anne
with a dry chuckle. Hayden flushed.
at may reasonably excuse" he said.
"And that with nothing Interior. The
sight of anything SO charming makes
one who knows life understand the in
stinctive jealousy it wakes in the un-
lowered"
1t was handsomely said. Coming
from Hayden it meant everything.
Anne smiled ut him, but could not
help saying, "You wouldn't trust me
to judge for myself"
Hayden reached for her hand,
pressed it between both his own and
answered, II think it was because I
don't car to have you do anything for
yourself. I'm so much bigger and
uglier and rougher. / like to find
for us both. What do you sayY"
"Nothing-until you've had a fort
night Of P%hillippa," Anne dubbed, her
eyes dancing. "If it leaves you con-
slant, then l shall never have misgiv-
ings. That is, Of course. supposing I
make up my mind to say Yes"
1--WE will tell her, of course" Hayden
said with decision.
Anne shook her head. Nothing to
tell-yet." she said. Besides, that
wouldn't be fair. You both are SO
human you could hardly resist forbid
den fruit"
In the last day of the fortnight Hay
den walked with Phillippa through an
enchanted October world.
II am so glad it is like this-Our last
day." breathed Philippa, standing
bare-headed beneath a golden maple.
She faced him, looking him full in the
eyes. "Forgive yourself for loving
me-" she said clearly. "You never
meant to do it-no more than I did
1t came-all in a flash"
"Yes!" Hayden assented bowling his
head. but why talk of forgiving N.Y.
self? If you love me-w can defy
the whole world"
Except Anne" Phillippa said softly.
"And-my conscience. Don't laugh
have one. Could I ever be happy,
knowing she sat in shadow"
"She would not sit there-she is too
fine, too strong. Besides, she left me
tested doggedly. "That proves her