The Red Cloud chief., 1919-04-17
CHAPTER XIX.

When Duane came up to the door
he greeted her with the beaming joy
n Of a rising sun. He praised
her and thanked her for lending him
her time. The elevator that took their
bodies down took her spirits up. She
noted that he had not brought his big
car with his chauffeur. He slowed
her into a powerful roadster built for
two. But she had no inclination to
protest. The car caught them away
and they sped through Central park
with lyrical, with dithyrambic, sweep.
1.-THE trees how wonderful they
are!" she cried.
They had been wonderful for weeks.
but she had thought them dismal.
"They're nothing to what they are
In Westchester," said Duane. "We're
going to have a look ut them and
dine up there somewhere"
"Are WEI" was all she said.
And he said, "We are"
After they left the park and re-
entered the hard streets she found the
courage to remind him But you said
you had something important to tell
Inc. What was it,"
Miss Kip. you've played the very
devil with me. / thought l was i'm
nune to the lover germ, but-well, l
old you the truth about going abroad
to shake off the-the fever-the
Daphnitis that attacked me. But l
couldn't get you out of my mind for
long, or out of my heart ut all. I'm a
sick man, Miss Kip, a lovesick man."
Mr.. Duane, you mustn't can't al
low ~yOu-really!
"Oh, yes, you can !" he said, and
sent the car ahead with a plunge.
You're going TO listen to me for once
You can't help yourself. I'm not going
to hurt you. I just want you to help
me a little. l went up In the Berk-
shires and tried to get my sanity back,
but l couldn't! l couldn't even play
golf-or cards-or drink. People drive
me crazy. l can't get interested In
anything or anybody but you"
Mr.. Duane, please You oughtn't
to l beg you. ! have no right
"Oh, l know you're engaged to Clay
Wimburn. He's a nice kid. I'm no,
One-two-three with him. I'm not try
inS to cut him out couldn't If
would. l like him. I'd like TO helI
him, and your brother, too. l dom
mean to be im~pertinent, either; but
well, the main thing is. l want to bee
you to let me see you once in a while
81 want to take you out riding anC
dining and dancing and-you can take
Wimburn along If you've got to, but
!, want you to save my life somehow
\ And, by the Lord Harry ! l think it will
save yours. You don't look well. m!
dear-Miss Kip. 1t breaks my hear
to see 1t. No, / don't believe your
getting as much fun out of life as you
s ought to. There isn't much fun in thu
world any more, but what Titles lef
Is very precious, and l want you to &c
all that's going. Won't you let me he'll
you go after 1t? Won't your
Z They swung up to a height that com
manded a vast reach of the Hudson
q Between its banks it seemed to be
y river Of wine. The western sky wa
like n forest of autumn leaves with Il.
last sad red pitifully beautiful, sine
II must turn so 500 to rust.
d In a spirit ~ haste the fleetly spir
ming wheels murmured, "Why not, VIII
not, why not, ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS?
Before the sunset had quite relir
qulshed the sky the moon IA owe
the h~orizon-the harvest moon, hug
and close and OF n medltatlve neil
it paled and dwindled as II climbed
but It's power seemed to grow.
! 1t left Daphne more alone wit