The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1920-04-08

shame for accepting, perfOrce, so
much from woman. In closet at
the end of the hall he had unearthed
an old wooden clothes-tub. He filed
ii at the hydrant. carried 1t to his
room. and stripped and enjoyed cold
BATH Then arrayed in his new hab-
erdashery. he went TO his bene-
factress.
"You have three guesses." she cried
gayly, holding her hands behind her.
her face radiant. She fumbled with
what she held behind her. shifting 1t
TO one hand, reached up, playfully
tweaked his unshaven cheek and
rubbed her palm against It's stubby
grain. NOW can you guess"
He nodded, smiling. you've bought
me a shaving outfit" he said sOberly.
"I'm sorry. I'm not going to shave
/ Pm going to grow beard-a Van
/ dyke"
| She fell strangely silent; and when
she spoke he thought her voice sound
ed hard unnatural. 81 see. A dis
guSe How stupid Of me not to think
Of IT, That means. of course"-she
picked up the shaving mug and ap-
peared to be interested in its contour
that means you will be leaving
here"
He was in a quandary. He knew not
how to answer. Deep down in his
heart he knew he was going to leave
her was going to shut her out nf his
life. He had decided that again last
night when drawing up his plans. But
he could not tell her so nOw-not
while she stood there questioning him,
with such accusation, such bitter re-
proach.
you will. won't you?" she demand
ed her face rcddening.
He chose the path of least resist
ancc. He took the shaving mug from
her hands. replaced it on the table,
and pot his arms around her and
kissed her on the lips. 1t was probably
the most prudent answer he could
have made; and when. upon her re-
peating her question, less insistent-
ly, he said. Don't think about un-
pleasant things" she promised to try
and lighted the oil stove and busted
herself with breakfast preparations;
and as she went about her work she
hummed to herself almost happily.
During breakfast, however. she re-
turned to the troublesome topic.
Daniel" she began, refilling his
coffee cup 81 want you to tell me
what you intend doing. don't like
You to have secrets from me-"
Really, | am surprised and sad
dened. | never suspected l was so
transparent"
''Tll tell you what I'd like, Daniel"
Her voice was low and serious. "Pd
like TO, have you go back to Russia
with me. There's work to be done in
Russia-Oh, such quantities of work.
and you and l could do so much. Oh,
Daniel, you don't know what IT'S like
in Russia-the poverty the misery,
the millions cowed by tyranny. They
are cropping i'm the darkness. They
need light. They must be taught that
the rich their foes. They must be
taught to strike back when they are
struck
See here, Estherl" Fitzhugh's
clenched fist struck the table ring
Ing blow. His quiet demeanor had
radically changed. 1--WE something I
want to tell you. Henceforth my
brain. my energy, every particle Of me,
will work toward but one end-Ma-
terial Success, Money means Power.
and Power is my goal. I've known all
along could reach 1t. shall have to
be cold. heartless,; selfish. There's no
other way. The poor pooh! What
are the poor but beasts Of burden to
pack and carry for their masters, who
are the rich and intelligent"
AS he talked Esther crouched back
10 her chair. cringing from him as
though each word he spoke was
whip-lash across her face.
Naturally, you hadn't thought OF
me-" she murmured. when he paused.
ION the contrary" he said, and there
NuS uiuuel ileduiuS III HIS WOTVS,
which, keen as she was, escaped her.
"yOu are the person of whom I'm
thinking most just now"
A glad light sprang into her eyes
"Then you are going to take me up
with you! With your rhoney-you see.
I take IL for granted you will become
wcal,hy--how much we could do for
the underclaSSes ="
lie tossed away his cigarette. took
a swallow Of coffee, put down his cup
abruptly. "Ill do the square thing by
you-remember that. Perhaps money
cannot compensate you for all you
have done for mel doubt very much
If n can--but If 1t can, Esther, shall
repay you hundredfold."
She sprang up. Her brief gladness
had fed. Her face was very white.
'Then you are going to throw me
overt" she blazetl at him. 81 thought
so!"
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