Perth Amboy evening news., 1920-08-09

Anne was termed at ner IaIneT :
suggestion. Through the two dreary
days before the funeral she thought
of nothing else. Her terror amount
ed almost to a panic. everything
seemed slipping away from her,
everything that she wanted in life.
The day after Aunt Martha's
death, she slipped away from the
house and went to tell Geraldine
what had happened. Geraldine was
sympathetic, sorry that Anne could
not come as usual but not deeply so.
Anne felt with a pang of terror that
if something happened 500 to pre-
vent these afternoons with the Car
penters, Geraldine would not care
overmuch. OF course, she was over
sensitive, but it helped to accentuate
the general gloom.
The day after the funeral, jim
Carter spoke again to Anne about
her marriage.
Have you talked with Bil?"
mo father"
HE said he'd be over tonight,
we'll have a talk then"
mo, mol" Anne's protest was al
most a prayer.
whats the matter with you" her
father asked. suspiciously.
Nothing, but Aunt Martha's only
been gone a few days. 1 want to re-
cover from that first. I don't want
to think of my marriage just now,
she paused.
IT guess you didn't set such a store
by your Aunt Martha" her father
returned. "She was a good woman,
but she didn't have any time for this
pindling nonsense that you're always
incoming about, with your fine lady
ways, and your white face. Why
couldn't 1 have had a boy with some
get-up and go to him instead of a
white-livered girl who can't say her
souls her own"
Nevertheless he said no more
about the marriage. The next day,
Anne returned to the Carpenters
after hurrying through the house
work and gettingeverything ready in
the kitchen so that she could get a
hasty meal for her father when he
returned that evening.
Geraldine was ill with a headache.
She lay on the cushion-piled couch
in her sitting room, a ~rose-colored
light burning on a little table near
her, a silken robe thrown over her.
A tea wagon with an ~appetizing
lunch on it was drawn up near her,
but it had not been touched. She
looked up at Anne and a little smile
wavered about her mouth. 1t was
good to see Anne again.
The smile warmed Anne through
and through. 1t was the one thing
needed to pull the girl out of her
dependency, and in a second she
had slipped out of her outer things.
She vanished into Geraldine's room
and emerged a few minutes later in
a dainty afternoon frock purchased
with her own money. Anne had in
sisted IN this with a dignity that
Geraldine could not affront.
In a minute Anne was rubbing the
kinks out of G~eraldine's head with
firm movements of her fingers. 1t
was quite marvellous to watch the
burrows in Geraldine's forehead dis
appear as If by magic. Finally she
BOXED up at the girl through drowsys
half-open lids.
That's SO much better, you have
wonderful fingers, Anne" and then
as the girl kept her fingers moving
softly and rhythmically over her
forehead and temples Geraldine's
eyes closed and she dropped asleep.
Anne was glad that Geraldine was
not about as usual so that she could
ask questions. Ever since Geraldine
had suggested that Anne tell her
the truth Anne had expected to
be pinned down with a question as -
whether or not she had done this
and when she expected to. 1t sound
ed so easy to Geraldine and it was so
insurmountably difficult for Anne.
She was held in thrall by all the ex-
perience of her childhood; her ter
ror Of the night, her mother had
brought in from the river had
never died. The memory of that
scene was as vivid as ever when she
her eyes and conjured 1t all
up. 1t has been said by Freud and
many other well-known psycholo-
gists that a child's mind may be def