The Washington times., 1919-04-11

experience7 Isn't it?'
He said:
"a Rotten Asakeninf.v
you've had q rotten awakeninR.
Rue-a perfectly deViiish expert
ence. Only-you've never Travelled
alone Suddenly It occurred TO
him that his lively friend. the Prin-
cess Nistchsnka, was saiIlng on the
Lusitania; and he remained silent
uncertain, looking with vague miss
giVfngs at this girl in the arm
chair opposite-.this thin. uniformed,
inexperienced child who had At.
'tSlnsd neither mental nor physical
maturity
4 think" he said at length. athaf
I told you I had a friend sailing On
the Lusiaanfa tomorroH.s
She remembered and nodded.
But wait a moment" ne added.
sHow do you know that this-tkis
fellow Rrandes viii not attempt %
esil Fon her. also" Somethings
checked him, for in the girl'sl
golden-gray eyes he saw a fame
glimmsr; something almost terribls
came into the ehilds sim
gaze; and slowly died out like the'
aftergloR az lightning.
And Nselands knew that In her
soul somsthing mad been born under
his very eyes--the Arst emotion oE
maturity bursting from the ehrys
saIis-the flaming eonsciousness ot
outrage. and the drst fierce as-s
sumption OF womannoOd TO resents
it.
She had. lost her color now; her
gray eyes. still remained fixed on
his, but the golden tfnge had left
them
Il don't know why you shouldn't
CO." he said abruptly.
Rue Determines AetiOn.
sklI right And Il he has the
nerve to, go-if he bothers you-ap-
peal to the eaptain-
She nodded absentEy. =
But don't believe. he'll try -
sail I don't believe he'd daras
mixed up as he Is In q dirty messe
Hes afraid OF the law, I tell you
That's why he denied marrying yoq-
Itameane bigamy-to admit IL Any
way, don't think 2 lake ceremony.
like that is binding; mean that
II isn't even reai1enough 70 put htm
in fail Which means that you're
not married, Rue"
i Pm mink 50. asks hrysr. any
way There may 5s Stsps 10 take
II don't know -144lVtAe us11ne--do
you really wanI n61Bd tOGErancs5
and stndy art? h1o sZod- really
mean to sail on this ship?" s
yes" &
'You feel conadence in yourselfsy
You feel sure OF yourself?"
you've got the backbone to see
il through -------- 2 .-----=--'zi-
"Yes. It's got to be doneP
"All right, if you feel that way.
He made no move. however, but sat
there watehing her. After a willis
he looked At his watch again:
I'm going 20 ring up a taxi.
you might as well 30 on board
and get some sleep. What time.
does she sail7''
"At $50, believe"
.Well, we haven't so very long.
then. There's my bedroom-if you
want to fix up"
She rose weaFily.
Prepared Fer TFip.
When she emerged from his|roon-
with her hat and gloves en-, the
taxieab was audible in the street.
below. 49,,
Together they descended the dark
stairway up which she had toiled
with trembling knees. He carried
her suitcase, aided her into the
taxi.
''Cunard Line he said briefly,
and entered the cab.
Already in the darkness Of early
morning the city was awake;
workmen were abroad; lighted
tramcars passed with passengers;
great wains, trucks, ana country
wagons moved slowly toward mar
kets and ferries.
He had begun TO tell her almost
Immediately all that he knew about
Paris, the life there in the students
quarters, methods OF living econom-
ically, what to seek and what 70
avoid-a homily rather hurried and
condensed, as they sped toward the
pier.
She semed to be listening; he
could not be sure that she under
setood or that her mind was fixed
at all on what he was saying. Even
while speaking, numberless objee.
tions to her going occurred to him,
but as he had no better alternatives
to suggest he did not voice them
(TO BE CONTINUED TOMORROW