Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-02-13

eyes dilating unnaturally. Her gaze
dwelling on Flavla, she slowly re-
treated a few steps towards the door,
then suddenly turned and fed, leav-
ing no answer t...
With her going, Flavia's passion
died, something like fear taking is
place. That was what Corrie had
felt, reflected Corric's sister; a. sweep
Of 1ame-like anger that blinded
Judgment. a slipping Of ~self-mastery
that loosed hand or tongue. Only,
she had not wanted to hurt Isabel,
that was a point she could not con-
cetve reaching. herself. W
When she had somewhat ecover-
ed, F7avia went 10 find her furs and
outdoor apparel She knew where
Corrie had gone; she would meet him
cousins coming departure. He
would be walking; he had not touch
ed an automobile since he left the
seat Of his pink racer to rescue Ger
ard from beneath the crushed Men
curry. and he had no patience with
horses.
1t vas on a bleak. sandy stretch of
Long Island road that she met Cor
RE. a solitary figure against the hat
Landscape as he came towards her.
AT sight Of her little carriage and the
cream-colored ponies he himself long
before had taught her tor drive, he
stopped. his boyish face Frightening
warmly.
when she leaned towards him with
her unaltering love of glance and
smile. :
There was no need to ask where
he had been.
How is Mr.. Gerard, de.r?n she
. 1.anffYPa6= offAe hA ~,oc r@o4~j A>.:l~
her and they had commenced the re-
turn
Better"
You go there every day to ask?"
Every day"
And. he-''
"He has scar me every. day. even
the worst. Fe talks about politics,
tine aviation meet. the motor maya
tzines-about everything except him
self or me: It is his right arm. now,
the>other hurts are almost we'll. To-
day I met the doctor, going out as I
vas coming in. I asked about
F1avia raised her eyes to meet his.
shrinking from the verdict that
speech must establish beyond tho
refuge Of doubt. Very gently he laid
his hand over hers upon the reins and
brought the ponies to a standstiIl.
DO you remember this place,
Flavia? Well. all that is over for
him" -,
Beside them sloped way a brown.
frost-seared field, in its centre still
showed the outline of a baseball dia-
mond. with the bags forgotten at the
! bases. Flavia's heart contracted
sharply, the reins escaped her grasp.
For the moment memory and vision
fused; h saw the straight, slender
pitcher poised with arms raised
above his brown head. saw his laugh.
ing glance 60 questfnR down the neld,
and the swift. graceful movement
that launched the bal with unerrine
unexpectedness. And because shs
could not speak without inadyertent-
ly lashing Corrie. she sat mute.
She did no know how long it was
before he spoke, with the new
4 seriousness so TRANCE to maet
in him. 10y ''
Where are we getting to, oth.,
Fellow? Because we have Cot to yet
somewheres, you know: we DOM
stand still. Gerard will 70 away tn
ms own home, soon. You and father
and Isabel and 7 can't lust ait hars
looking at each other, ike we've heen
doing" "0'e peen
Gerard would go away, soon m.
ras the sentence that gripped F1ayia.
lGo. without seeing her, without pur-
suIns me purpose he had shown h1r
N : Mountain arbor? 1t seemed 40
impossible that the thrill that shook
ner was not OF fear. but Of startlsd
expectancy. Yet she answered Cor.