Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-09-16

Thank you, sir Good night, sir"
Good night"
the hre and lit a pipe.
What was the good of worrying7 Let
the future take care of itself.
He TOOK up newspaper and tried to
read, but the lines of the poem came
between II and him.
What wrong have I done to your"
dispersed.
What wrong had she done3 And then,
as II IN answer to the question, her
surrender: '"'
oh, adore you'll" And Miles Faver-
sham knew that, try strenuously to deny
as ne might; Mrs. Dundas had spoken
the simple truth in those words, and that
she loved him now as once, in the past.
he had loved her.
For SEN sssee.-my friend goes shaking and
He Hey eyes me as. the basiilsk;
EeIipsIns Eex Itnrn1d SIs S; seems h!s day to night
A, letter addressed in Mrs. pundas,s
handwriting lay beside fayersham's
plate at breakfast the following morn
ing, ana Tor moment before he sat
M Muowh 70 the table he stood looking at II
with apprehensive eyes
| rive years ago the sight of that writ
ing would have sent him into the sew
enth heaven of delight, but now it only
shghtiy irrltated him and brought back
tne humlliating sense of shame that had
possessed him overnight.
He made a pretense OF eating before
no opened 1t. but he had no appetite
I've got vile headache" he ex-
oused himself, meeting Greysons sur
IT would have been nearer the truth
eyants ,nat ne mad a heartache. For the
idly swa,senea "a ene las, st Few days had so Wv
ing which he had walked In his FOOLS
paradise that 1t left him with a very
real pang of regret for his lost youth
II was an unkind stroxe of fate that
and and s,,rsIy Ihs her again into his life;
own temperament that had driven him
On TO take hand in the game.
| he took the letter over to the fire. sat
uoWn IN an armchair and opened the
letter reluctantly.
family subtle perfume came to him
aram rot1an the folded paper She had not for
not going to allow him to eseane ,Ss
single link in the unbreakable chain Of
'he en past could forge his captivity afresh.
mounted slowly to Miles F. Favershsm's MGr SslTs
face as his eyes fell upon the words and
there was a grim sort of pain in his
eyes as no went on slowly reading.
d. am 80 happy tonight that, though it
ls only such little while since YOU left
me, . reel that l must write you a letter
you nave Kissed me and said that Won
| ioVe me, cannot believe IL is true Oh
Miles, what a great deal I have to make
up 70 you for the past, and why was I
30 Dilnd that l could not see that NV
happiness always lay with you? feeI az
II l have changed into some one Years
| younger and more contented since Won
kissed me tonight I no longer have any
wish 70 spend single moment of my life
away from you. only want to do as vo,
want me TO, and to make you happy, and
| so-dont laugh at mel have already
arranged to leave New York tomorrow.
and am going down to the little villa &c
m mmnere ! stayed years ago. do you remem-
per, Where. In the summer, the fields ara
bright with flowers and the sea is al
ways blue? There! That sounds quite
poetical for me. which only shows what
an int'uence % you have had on me al
MY train leaves Grand Central at 1880,
and ! am taking my maid with me, and
shutting up the apartment. / shall leave
letter for Philip-poor Philip-Just
teiling MIN that cannot marry him, anI
asking him to forgive me. should like TO
tell him why cannot marry him, but
somehow think you would rather I did
not mention your name for the present.
Am l right? l am tring so hard TO see
things with your eyes, and to make my
self into the kind of woman YOU would
| wish me to be. haven't always been
that kind, Miles dear. Some day when
you come down we will walk along the
| SANDS by the sea, where we used to walk
that summer, 80 long ago, and I will
tell you all that has happened in the
| years since you went away. Arc you very
tired Of this long epistle? feel as IL I
could go on writing to you forever, tell
hnw hQnnp I affn Nd
| love you. How old do I feel, do you
| thlnkY Not a day over seventeen, sir.
And 1t is all due to you. And now I
really am going to stop. and go to bed
time pass quickly till we meet again. /
kiss you in my thoughts and thank you
Tor making me so hapy when know I
| do not deserve It.
Yours for ever and ever
Fayersham sat very still. staring into
It was n clever letter That was ths
bitter thought in his mind. Years ago he
would have given his soul to have re-
ceived IL from her, but now It left him
So she was leaving town that morn
ing. Well, ne was grateful to her for
that at any rate. 1t would clear the coast
for the time being and give him breath
future.
He looked at his watch. It was past 10
already and her train went at II so He
sent for taXicab and went round to
| Mrs Dundas's apartment.
The narrow hall was piled with lug
| gage. The maid was already dressed for
the journey. When Miles went into the
| drawing room he found Lalle kneeling
by the fireplace, burning letters and
papers.
She wore simple gray frock. with a
small hat and a long gray veil flowing
| over her shoulders.
She looked up at him. her brown eyes
sparkling with excitement,
Tho ashes of the past" she said with
/ mock tragedy, waving her hand to the
paper-strewn hearth.
"All love letters from foolish boys,
Miles, don't know why have Kept
them-vanity, Il suppose-but it's all
over now and done With"
She stood up, her face raised to his.
Did you get my letter2" she asked
| softly. There was a new sort OF shyness
| about her that was very disarming. Fav-
ersham smiled in spite Of himself.
os 81 dtdLthank ti.e you 1t was very
"Did you like it?" The warm color
flooded her face. and the long lashes
Veiled her honey-bee brown ewes
See how dutiful l am" she said my
! lord expresses a wish, and. hey prestol
I wave wand, and we are transported
! from New York" She looked UP at him
again. Miles OF course you guessed
"Yes-to the Village we used to call
Paradise"
But which the railway guide calls
! something much less romantic" She
laughed. "Oh I feel as II Fate has been
kind and whirled me back years and
years to the days when we were both