The Birmingham age-herald., 1920-03-27
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lay behind them couldn't possibly be hidden.
 1.-TWO or three weeks at the out side, Lucille. Will you miss meT'
 She nodded. her fine eyes all aglow. Her whole face, too, seemed irradi- ated with new emotion that mada her almost beautiful
 For a miracle had happened to Isu- cille! She was in love again-securily, happily in love-the past forgotten! Hs drew her to more secluded spot.
 I'll write you every day. my dear. And I won't stay away a moment long CT than necessary. When I como back'-
 There was question in his eyes.
 She met his glance
 "Yes-when you come back
 Lucille don't you think we could be quietly married theu?"
 People would say it is too soonF+ she answered rather timidly. But joy was shining on her face, She looked years younger than she had some few weeks previously. For love ir the great rejuvenator
 "I want you to, Lucille"
 And I want you,
 They stood there in the shadow of some luggage, figuratively miles away from the busy crowds.
 'T can't give you definite address
  David Burke. because I'll be moving around all the time. But just as soon as I arrive and know things definite ly I'll write"
 Don't worry dear" Lucille drew closer to him. He stopped suddenly and kissed hsf T didn't know that I could be so happy and contented,e he remarked. smiling boyishly. Lucille. you've been a revelation to mev'
 "You--you're quite sure that yvu truly care for me?" Anxiety lay mo mentarily In the question. Lucille re- membered this mans infatuation for Miss Shirley Marsh--the pretty, heed less little country girl who hadn't valued that affection.
 l He met her troubled gaze. I T do care for you, Lucille, as Tvs never cared for any other woman. I | can see now how wrong I was in evgr ina gining I could make very young 1 girl happy-or give her the sort of affection that she'd probably expect. | t3verything's turned out as it ougfr&-~ i He broke off bashfully. For he-~&s not versed in the gentle art of making live.
 But he was genuinely attached to ] Lucille He had admired her from the | very first. This admiration-and a i kind of pity for her circumstances had developed into love-the lasting l type of love that a woman such as Lucille craves to lean on. 1 David, I'll keep an eye on little l Shirley Marsh while you're awayst Lucille was fond of Shirley. She lcnew 1 that David's thoughts had momentarffy drifted back to that young damsei- and she wasn't in the least bit jealous, l That's kind of you, Lucf1ler' He. i kissed her quickly. T must be moving now-train's almost due to start, No don't come on the platform to say good bye to mel hate good byes-and 1 I'll be back again quite soonr
 SHIRLEY ALONE
 After her meeting with Jim Dalton. i Shirley had crept up to her empty studio and had sat there broodfng.r all I alone.
 She hadn't even the energy to turn cn the lights. She had listened to the pouring rain and shivered in her wet garments. Jims presents-the fruit 1 and flowers-had therefore, lain un- noticed and neglected in a corner. Towards 10 o'clock. aching in limb 1 and head and heart. she had slipped her wet things off and gone to bed She spent a restless night.
 And when morning came she was in a high fever,
 As iIl-luck would have 1t, that was the particular day on which her in- dependable char had failed to come. As morning wore on into noon Shirley grew lght-headed. She bab- bled necessarily in high monotone,
 Had Jim Dalton been in his studio below he couldn't have possibly failed | to hear her. But, unfortunately, Jim annoyed by what he considered her queer unaccountable actions of last night--had rushed off 10 town and had spent the night in his club.
 At o'clock In the afternoon Iu- | ellie arrived She tapped on Shirley's 1 door.
 No answer She tried again and 1 yet again.
 After time she grew alarmed She i sought the caretaker. The latter had 8 duplicate key which fitted Shirley s | lock
 When the door was opened. Lucille | hurried into Shirleys bedsNpm.
 And there lay Shirley, wide-eyed. quite unconscious. breathing heavily
 Lucille ran for the nearest doctor. She was lucky in finding one at home and brought him back with her. ] He stood at Shirley's bedside lock- ing very solemn.
 What is it, doctor? Is she very l illy' asked Lucille. anxiously.
 He nodded, uttering the one dread 1 ed word: | 'Pneumoniaw
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