Washington telegraph., 1920-02-13
CHAPTER lX.-Continued.

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"And l you" breathed MsungO. He
slipped to his knees took both her
| hands in his and looked into her eyes
as though he could never take his fill
Of the sanity that had come back to
/ them.
andrea Pellor," he went on, before
you have time to think about it want
to tell you that you and l can never
! feel shame again. l want you to know
that no man, however mean or tar
nshed by life, could do the intimate
things that l have done for you and
viii still have to do, without feeling
the pangs of a love that is rooted out
side the limits Of passion"
He dropped his eyes as though be-
fore confessional. "Untll saw you
quite helpless, until / saw you pass to
the other side of pain, l didn't know
that ! had heart. l had a strange
conception of love as thing that you
give generously to dogs, sparingly to
men and never to women except as Il
last surrender To thc unknown"
He paused; Andrea smiled family.
"And nOw?' she prompted.
Now" he answered. "Now I
know that a man must travel fur be
yond the limits of everyday emotions
to come up with love ltsclc. lie may
/ find content and drowsy happiness in
some woman possessed Of all the quail.
/ ties that command affection, but love
/ itself dwcils far beyond at the cross
roads Of weakness and strength. And
/ SO your hclpleSsness, carried 10 that
last degree has wound Itself around
my heart with grip that will never
/ loosen"
poor White Mani" said Andrea.
whether you want me-" he con-
tnued gravcly, cor mock me, whether
you are true or untrue, pure or impure
all those things no longer matter,
for love is an integral possession. You
may leave me, put the width Of the
world between us. and the. breath of
your body will still be the breath of
mine, the surge of your blood will be
the surge Of mine; your sins will be
my sins, because your helpless self,
stripped of all the clogs of flesh, has
twlned itself for always with the fbers
Of my heart"
$50 you would give three pounds for
me-" murmured Andrea.
lie let go her hands and rose quickly
TO his feet. you are stronger than
| thought" he said. "NO, I'll never give
II cent for you. I'll wait till you're
well and then I'll take you in free
fight and in my own way"
/ But Andrea did not hear him; she
had sunk back lax into her pillows.
/ Two tears crept from under her closed
eyelids and down her hollow checks.
I'm so weak" she whispered $50
weak can't cry"
The white man cursed himself aloud.
No one knew better than he that it
Is not won when the tide Of battle
turns, and that he who sleeps on the
verge Of victory awakes to defeat.
lie settled down to the long vigilance
that was his price Of peace. The day
and n night came and went before he
could draw the long, quivering breath
of relief that marked the passing of
danger.
During the stage Of convalescence he
read and talked to her by the hour,
but the time came when she would
have no more Of the printed page. He
had spoken a passage here and there
from the book of his own life and now
She demanded the volume from cover
20 cover. He told her Of his boyhood
in a New England country town, of
scrapes in school and of the disaster
in college that had turned him from
the narrow road Of specialization in the
diseases Of the nose and ear to that
broad highway which is trOd lightly
and aimlgssly by stray dogs and citi-
zens Of the world.
you would have made a great ply
sician," said Andrea, almost regret
fully.
Perhaps" he replied. But I
wouldn't have saved myself l would
never have found myself. l would
have been one of those unconscious
mortals who spend their lives in a
group picture. l would never have
found out that there is something
within me that utterly rebels against
all those isms which aim at the col
Irctiyc classification Of animal man
aud whose goal is the herd instead Of
Inc individual"
"But isn't that old stur?' asked
Andrea yavnlng for the first time in
many days.
"Nl. IL isn't" said the white man
. houghtfu'y "unl TN tell you why.
. Never for centuries has intrinsic life
been so close as it is today to its true
level OF prUporJiouate valuation. What
was wnHl .viuz for yesterday, isn't
Justification lotHr. Food, raimont and