Perth Amboy evening news., 1919-12-18
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And SO, together. / and the man
VINO loved me TO desperation, watch
ed by he bed Of my unconscio,r
husband. What was Hamilton Ger
tens meditating upon, / wondered.
Bob's life was in his hand. A poison.
administered in place of n stimulant
1t would be so easy. Was Certeis
thinking that, too, as he sat so still IN
the moonlight by the window?
Never while Bob lived would lane
Lorimer listen to the love of another
man. But Certcis might imagine
NAT II o We're out of the way his
old charm for me, his old fascination
Tor me when l was a romantic col
lege maid, his old hypnotic influence,
might return.
Certainly it would be a very simple
matter for Bob to pass out Of exist
ence. under his guidance, and leave
the road open TO his violent woolng.
l turned toward my husband-im-
movable in his bed as Certeis In his
chair by the window.
What a price Bob and I were pay
ing for the thrill of hat one unfor-
gcttable kiss! 1t was our first kiss
or reconciliation after Bob had fol-
owed the lure Of another love than
mine! l had 10 believe that he had
been deeply %repentant when he clasp
me in his arms. And them had
been torn away from him! 1t was as
II tho high gods were furnishing him
for his own follyl
As for Hamilton Certeis, sitting SO
still on the other side Of my hus-
bands sick-bed-why even a villain
could love n woman honestly, / sup
posed.
Mother Lorimer had told me. apro-
pos of Daddy's romantic adventures.
that he was far from being the only
Snug respectable man of their set
who had found some kind Of an ex-
cuse, in nature, for wandering away
from domesticity. 1 thought as /
considered Certeis:
IF good men can go wrong-and
be pardoned-why a not bad men
go right-and be honored-some-
times2"
My meditation was interrupted by
Certels.
Your husband ought not to be as
sick as he seems" he said. Except
that he has already gone through a
strange case of shell-shock and has
lived for months in an abnormal
mental state, / would not be able to
count for the present confusion in
his symptoms"
DIR. Certeis! You will not let Bob
ileF we are in your hands, YOU
you-intend to cure him ?"
Certeis caught my doubt of him,
ny horrible suspicion of what he
might do and replied:
Il promise to cure him, Jeanne. /
promise because you ask it. But
Wheh he is well he will have to re-
main here. He knows too much.
He has seen too much. And then
when my work here is done l will
20 back to Europe!" Here he paused
md looked at me with more than his
usual sadness. If you are not for
me, Jeanne. you are not for any
other man."
Never but once have I been afraid
Of you, Tony! Never but once! And
will l be afraid of you again!"
My husband turned in his bed and
moaned almost as If he could hear
what 1 said, but could not help me.
go, Tony! Col" I pleaded. Let
me stay with him alone. Tony" I
begged.
DR.. Certeis gave me directions rs
to the medicines, warned me of the
symptoms which might develop,
kissed my hand, and left the room.
After the door hi,d closed behind
him. l stood looking down at Bob's
long frame, so quiet beneath the
counterpane. I stood with a finger
on his wrist, counting his pulse. when
suddenly he drew his hand from be-
meath my own, placed a tinger-tip