Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-10-06
The Second Honeymoon
BY RUBY M. AYRES
.,,., a, ~The Woman Haser" and "The Black Sheen"

sAt--tHfo pOOf tittie WIG OF htE
Forgive me. dear" ne said very hum
---and---it isn't too late; we've got ali our
lives before US. Well 70 right away
somewhere--you and I--out OF London.
We'll never come back"
She echoed his words painfully.
You and I! III can't 20 anywhere
--ever--with you--nowr
He broke into anger.
You're talking utter nonsense you
must pc mad. You've married me--you're
70 do ~ I tell you. I----oh. confound
il He broke OF. realixing how die
tatorial his voice had grown He paced
away away from her again, and again came
/ Look at me. Christine" She raised her
eyes obediently. The hot blood rushed to
Jlmmy,s face. He wondered IL It wers
only his fancy, or II there were really
scorn In their soft brownness. He tried
70 speak. but broke Of. Christine rose
as = she had not seen It; she walked
where are you soinsr' asked Jimmy
She looked back a. him. IT dom, know
I-oh, please leave mo alone" she add
sd piteous,y a. no would have followed
He let her 60 then: he waited tnl the
ZvoA hau snuS then ne Bnatched I'D
through. "
1t was an. abominabie ching to have
done. he told himself--abominable: and
yet as he read the skiilfully penned
faster at the knowledge that she sfifl
loved him, this woman who had thpown
MN over so heartlessly: she still loved
MIN, though Y was too late. The faint
scent OF the lilies which her note paper
gh h<,
CRY OF her with painful vividness Be.
fore he was conscious OF II Jimmy had
lifted the letter to his lips
He flung s. from him Immediately in
honest disgust; he despised himself he
to ne could %ha, not forget her he tried
ing-be suffering. With sudden Impulse
ne tore open the door !, he went across
70 her room--their room; he tried the
handle eoftly. 1t was locked.
Christine! I" But there was no an
now he heard her voice.
Go away; please 30 away An angry
nush dyed his face. After all. she was
his wife; II was absurd to make this
russ. After all. everything had happened
before he proposed to her; II was all
over ana done with 1t was her duty to
He listened a moment /: he wondered 10
any one would hear II he ordered her 10
let him inf he threatened to break tho
door down.
the deep, pitifut sobs that must be shak.
ing her whole slender body. ,
"ChristineP' But there was nothing
very masterful In the way he spoke her
name nus voice only sounded very
shamed and huniliated as. after waiting
vain moment for hor reply. he turned
and went slowly away.
Jimmy had been married two days
when ono morning he burst into Sang.
sters room In the unfashionable part ot
bloomsbury.
It had boen raining heavily. London
looked gray and dismal even the little
fat sparrows who twittered all day long
10 the boughs Of a stunted tree outside
the window OF Sangster's modest sitting
room had given up trying to be cheerful
leaves.
sanEster was in his shIrtsieeves and
slS ssfpet nslppsTs aG writing when Jimmy
then rose to his feet
You'll Good heavensr"
.Yes--mo, said Jimmy ungrammat-
ically. He threw his hat on to the horse
hair sofa, which seemed to be the most
and dropped into a chair Got . cigar
ette? My case 10 empty"
Sangster produced his own; II was
brown leather. and shabby; very, diff
LSfCht tle bllNeT AHu eHufTel aD-
Burdity which Jimmy Challoner invari.
ably carried.
After a moment: ''well7" said Sang.
stsr. There was o touch Of anxiety ip
his kindly eyes. though he tried to speak
SfssrfS1s fifs,a w,is ."en how goes it--and tho
Jimmy growied something unintelliEi-
BILE. He threw the freshly lit cigarette
absentiy into the fireplace instead Of the
spent match, swore under his breath and
a
Suddenly he sprang to his feet
I've made the devils own mess Of II
ali, he said violently.
Sangster made no comment: he put
etis HsEn ana nj; Rsl;.e psn pushed his chair back
Jimmy blew an agitated pun Of smoke
Into the air and blurted out again; "Sho
says she won't stay with me: she
says-" He threw out his hands aSitatsd-
that Il wasn't my fault, ssnsster. Tninss
were going swimmingly, and then the
lotter came---and that finished t." He
was ncoherent--stammering but Sang.
ster seemed to understand.
Cynthia Farrowf" he asked briefly.
Yes. The letter was sent on from the
hotel whore Christine had been staying
with her mother. 1t had been delayed
two days. % the people didn't know
II choking back bitter memory. 1T
cams about an hour after we left you"
"On your wedding dayf' Hanryter vns
flushed now; his eyss looked very dts
Jimmy turned away. Yes" h. said in
cursed thing-but ! didn't: she opened
II, and them" There was long pause
before he went on again. jerhily. II aid
my best-even then-but she wouldn't
believe me she doesn't believe me now.
I swore that ia never see Cynthia
again; swore that I'd do anything in
the whole world she wanted"
Except the one thing which you can
not do, I suppose" Sangster interposed
quietly.
what do you meanr"
Love her., said sansster. That's
what I mean"
Jimmy tried .s, 70 laugh II was missr.
since" he went on after a moment,
wretchedly. T'vs--oh. I've had q devil OF
a time these last two days, can tell you
can't get her to come out with me-
she hardly leaves her room: she Just
cries and cries" he added with q sort OF
weariness. Just keeps on saying she
mother"
Poor little girl"
"Yes-that's how feel" said Jimmy.
"It's-it's perfectly rotten. lint itf And
she looks so III. too. what ai1
T didn't say anything"
We'll. then, wish to God you would"
said Jimmy with sudden rage. nm
about fed UP with life. can tell you,--"
He broke Off. "Oh, I don't mean that
but I'm worried to death. What the
devil can do?" he asked heipiessiy.
Sangster did not know how to answer
he sat staring down at the worn toes Of
his carpet slippers and thinking Of Chris