The Hope pioneer. [volume] (Hope, N.D.) 1882-1964, 1919-03-20
reach through his blood to his heart

standing in solemn patience beside two
travelling bags and a bristling golf bag.
"Porter, take my things to the parcel
room and bring me the check"
mo-" said Daphne, hastily. II
mustn't! You mustn't! Really! II
mean it! Goodbye
She walked away so rapidly that he
could not follow her without unseemly
haste. She heard him call, sharply:
PORTER, neve mind the parcel room.
Come along to the train"
Her success in escaping him was so
complete that she rather regretted it.
When she reached the apartment she
found Leila almost Frustrated from the
effects of her altruism and from the
fact that Bayard was in one of his
tantrums.
A special delivery letter had just
come from Dutilh's shop. It said that
Mr.. Dutilh was arriving from Paris
with his winter models, and since he
would have to pay a large sum at the
customs house it was regrettably nee
essary to beg Mr.. Kip to send by re-
turn mail a check for the inclosed bill,
which was long past due.
And now the briefly adjourned laws
Of finance were reassembled. Leila's
short reign IA over; her extravaganza
had again found her out and demanded
punishment. The gown she had bought,
and was asked to pay for, had been
worn shabby, danced to shreds in
Newport. But the bill was as bright
as ever.
Bayard was so tagged with his
weeks of Encouragement that he was
as irascible as a veteran Of the govt
whose toe has been stepped on. when
Daphne walked in he was denouncing
Leila in excellent form. He used
Daphne as a further club.
my poor sister sent back the gown
she bought! But you-you bought
more"
Daphne realized how much this
would endear her to Leila and she
took immediate flight. She found the
Chivvises in n state of tension. Mr..
Chivvis vas not usually home before
half-past six. Daphne felt an omen in
the way they looked at her when they
acknowledged her entrance.
She went to her room in a state of
foreboding misery She had not paid
her board for several weeks. She had
not mentioned the fact to Mrs. Chivvis,
nor Mrs. Chivvis to her, though the
nonpayment of a board bill is one of
the %self-evident truths that landladies
usually discuss with freedom.
A few minutes later Mrs. Chivvis
tapped on the door, her thimble max
ing a sharp clack. She brought her
| sewing with her and sewed as she
said: "May I sit down a moment?
Thank you" She kept her eyes on the
| seam while she talked.
swell, Miss Kip, the war has reach
ed us also at last. My husband lost
his position today"
"Yes? Oh, how horrible! Daphne
gasped, with double sincerity.
"The office was closed unexpectedly
by an involuntary petition in bankrupt
cy. His salary was not paid last week
o this, and-weli-we don't want
to inconvenience you, but"
II understand" said Daphne. "Ill
give you what I can"
She took her poor little wealth from
her handbag. She had paid ten of the
fifty to the photographer as a deposit.
She gave Mrs. Chivvis twenty-five dol
lars. and promised her more.
Mrs. Chivvis was very grateful and
went down the hall, smiling a little
over her seam.
Clay called that evening. He was
exhausted with a day of tramping the
town, looking for work. He was too
weary to talk and he fell asleep twice
during one of Mr.. Chivvis' common
taries on the probable effects of the
imminent capture of Paris by the ir-
resistible Germans. The French gov
eminent had already moved to Bor-
deaux and But Clay had read it all
in q dozen different newspapers, and
he passed away.
Daphne was restless. Mr.. Chivvis
was on her nerves. Clay was not
pretty, asleep, sitting with his jaw
dropped and his hands hanging down,
palms forward, like an apes. She was
enjoying another of the woes of mar
riage without it's privileges.
The Chivvises began to yawn, and
Mrs. Chivvis finally babe the startled
Clay Good evening"" She had been
brought up to believe that it was in
delicate for a to bid q man
"Good-night."
Clay. left alone with Daphne, at
tempted a drowsy caress, but she felt
insulted and she snapped at him:
IF you're only walking in your sleep
you'd better walk yourself out of here
and go to bed"
His apology was incoherent and she
was Indignantly curt with him at the
door. She went to her o and sat
at the window, staring down ut the
dark swarm of watchers before the
bulletin boards.
She had told her brother that she
did not have to starve or sin, because