Grand Forks herald., 1919-12-18
THE RED SIGNAL
By GRACE LIVINGSTON HILL (IUTZ)
Author of '.The Enchanted Barn., Man." Etc.


first supposed. People did not wear
sore bodies in heaven. But it was
good to be here. The quiet and safe
ty, the perfume and the picture.
Yes, the picture! She was too tired
vet to contend with that picture. 1t
smiled at her reassuringly. And, aft
er all. it was hers. He had given it
at least belonged to her! Why wor-
ry about it now? She closed her
eyes weariy again and drifted away
F, to sleep. When she awoke the next
time it was all there. clearer and
more defined. the picture was there
and the roses.
Her mother opened the door gently
and looked at her. "Are you awake
at last, darling?"
There was something strange in
her tone, as one speaks to one newly
arisen from the dead, a kind of awe
mingled with the love. Hilda tried
to SMILE but only her eyes accom-
plished it.
! Yes, mother dear, I'm going to
Iget up in minute. Is it very late?
don't believe I'll go to the univer-
voice trailed off weakly.
mo, dear. you won't go TO the
university for day or two, at least.
You're going to lie still and rest for
ever SO long till you feel like getting
up"
But I must get up" she stirred
must find out"
"No, dear! You needn't worry
about anything. Mr.. Stevens will tell
YOU all you want to know when he
comes back. He's very anxious to
lsee you as soon as you are able. You
were very brave, and everything is
| ,.srrf,f -
when you wake up again 1 will phone
him. He had gone to lie down. He
isn't very strong himself, and carry
ing you down the ladder was heavy
strain"
Did he bring me DOWN." she ask
ed wondcringly. Il didn't know I
to stay up there"
There, dear! Go to sleep!" Her
. mother drew the shade down little
lower ard slipped away, closing the
door. Hilda opened her eyes again
and saw the picture smiling at her.
and drifted off to sleep with the
ask her mother to put away that pic
ture before Mr.. Stevens came. He
would think it presumptuous in her
to have his sons picture in her room.
But why had her mother said that
he wasn't very strong yet himself
Had he been sick? She hadn't heard
about it..
When she woke again. the picture
had come alive and was sitting in the
' blue velvet chair by her bed with one
$ of its hands in a bandage. She
3 looked at him in bewilderment, and
then back to the picture on the
( dressing-tahlc, and wondered If she
(! between two worlds where every.
thing was queer. Then he spoke
e softly in q. joyous, hungry voice:
aren't you ever going to wake UP
e and speak to me-dear?"
{ The last word was breathed rather
it afterwards she wasn't sure that she
D had heard 1t at all.
SIS it really you?" she asked be.
: wildered, "or am dreaming? ]
|. thought you were in France!"
"It is really me!'' he said smiling
( Didn't you know me last night
t dear?"
t Last night! Was it you? But ]
thought mother said it was your ia
ther. Then you carried me down
the ladder! Oh! And you are
wounded! Your hand is all band
, mot wounded. only a trine
scorched. You gave me pretty
warm welcome, you know"
"You saved me, and got burned!"
she breathed tremblingly. "oh. how
: can / ever repay you?"
J by marrying me just as soon as
audaciously. I'm Just about sick Of
this halfway business want the
: to go back. to France again soon
3 want to fix things SO you can't get
kidnapped again, or go around doing
, Secret Service work for the country