Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1918-03-12
'iitPTIR NIil

INSIDE hcr own room she stood for u
momen, tremuouslv in the dark lingering
the guilty thing in her hands a. she had
fingered the other ouc--the oue she had
destroyed or hadn't she destroyed il? For
a moment the thought came to her that
cyril had praCticed some trick upun her
when they had tnelt before the fire. sub
Nututing other papers for the ones that were
10 be burned But that was impoSsible The
papers had not touched his fingers, He It
was who had made hole for them In the
IRE, but her fingers had thrust the original
papers INTO IN" glowing Goals She turned
IN" packet over ana over in her fingers,
gIancing at the closed door that separated
her from Cyril Another message, II
must be.
She pulled tie curtains at the window and
then moving quietly to the bed In ihe can.
die on the ntghtstand. Another packet Of Riz-
la-CroiN, new like the other. with its tiny
thin rubber band. She opened 1t quickly and
scanned rs pages, finding what she sought
without difficulty, The writing was not in
the same hand II was rounder and less
minute, covering in all seven pages and It
was written carelessly As if the writer had
been in Il hurry. Cyril's own handwriting
seemed, The purport of its message was
No. She remembered the dates. These
were somewhat different, The names OF the
regiments were the same. but the dates in
stead Of days In April and May gave days
In the months Of June and July. And the
numerals which at first had puzzled her We're
smaller For instance. among Highland
Regiments Foot the numerals OF which She
remembered particularly, instead OF I2O,-
the same under other headings in the re-
mainder Of the items. Under "shrapnel"
there were changes and under artillery -
She closed the packet in icy fingers, tOr
the figures swan before her eyes. They were
all true-all the horrible things that she
had thought of CYRIL This was later and
more accurate informatiOn--the exact reason
for which she did not pretend to understand
and was intended to follow the previous
connection with it. cyril was oh. the
dlshOnor of IT, And she had gone to sleep
cause he had let her burn the other papers
What did it matter to him whether she
burned the papers when he had other mess
sages tC. send and had committed to memory
the facts he had let her destroy" He had
lied TO her. lie was false Judas and more
dangerous, FOR now She knew that he was
desperate as well as cunnihg STOPPING 10 any
means. no matter how ignoble, to gain his
ends.
And John Rizao, Rizzlo Cyrls enemy,
stood for England aud right and she had
permitted herself to see through tyrls eyes
just as Cyrii had wanted her to see.
Suddenly she started up and sat Clutching
the yellow packet to her breast, her gaze
fixed on the door into Cyrils room Had
she heard knock? Or was il only ina gina
tiOn? Yes There II was again, She leaned
over hurriedly and blew out the candle and
lay very stilI, her teeth Chatterng with the
Geld, her body trembling He was Knocking
again, a little louder this time, and she heard
her name She made no response and felgned
sleep. He knocked again stl louder and she
heard her name spoken quite distinctly lie
When he knocked again she got up and went
over tC the door.
Doris !" he was saying.
She answered him.
WIN you open the door--lust a crack"
NO" she whispered.
y want TO speak to you"
You cannot
Please"
I'm listening What do sou want TO say?
I've lost Notwithstanding that must
have fallen from my pocket"
She was silent.
And then in quick anxious tones:
You didn't see-anythin'-on the floor by
NO" she lied. trembling. 81 didn't"
She heard him mutter
You're sure" came his voice again
Ana then IN dubious tones
"Oh, very well, then. Sorry to have trou-
bled you. Good night"
She didn't reply and stole back through
like some thin wrath of vengeance, bidns
her time.
Into bed, but not to sleep. She .watcN~
the moonlight grow pale into the west and
wooded slopes of Ben Darrah across the
valley Of the Dorth. In pity for herself ana
cyril she watched the new day born, o new
day, bleak and cheeress which seemed by
them; the new day which was to mark the
| passing OF all the things growing womanhood
holds most Gear, her first faith. her first ten
| derness, her first passion.
Doris kept to her room until Betty came
In. awakening her frcm a heavy sleep into
which she had fallen just before sunrise.
| Lady Heathcote rang for Wilson and then
sessptsa ana printed In The ,Eyssns rubiis
pane anf tsisphsps numIsE q ths sender. .as