Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1920-10-13

Hes been out most nights, air." he
answered stoically. "Only comes home
with the milk, as you might say. Hasn't
slept anln,oa at ALL and and doesn't tn eat is i,s my
He looked toward the mantel-snelf and
the place which they could both remem-
Der had once held Cynthia Farrow's
portrait.
Sangster shook his head.
You mean" he asked reluctantly.
Yes, SIR" Costin uptoed across the
room and closed the door which led 70
Jimmy's bedroom: Hes never been the
ing your pardon" no added hurriedly.
Sangster threw his cigarette end fire- |
ward, L
IT'S rotten business. he said heay-
ly. In his own heart he agreed with |
Coetln he believed that II was Cynthia's |
! ath that was breaking Jimmy's heart |
lie would have given ten years Of his
life to have been able to believe that II
vas something else quite different
We'll, I'll look in again in the morn
ing" he said. "And IL you want me, |
end around, of course" \
Yes, SIR"
Costin helped sansster on with his
lying to ask what had become Of Mrs.
Jimmy, but he did not like to. He VIA.
sure that Jimmy had merely got mar
led out Of pique, and that he had re-
)ented as quickly as one generally does
'epent In such cases.
sangster walked back TO his rooms,
he felt very depressed. He was fond OF
Jimmy though he did not approve of
him he racked his brains to know what
to do for the best.
when he got home he sat down at his
desk and stared at the pen and ink for
some moments undecidedly; then he be-
gan to write.
tine down at Upton House, and stared at
1t till It was dry. After all, she might
resent his interference, and yet, on tho
other hand, II Jimmy were going to be
seriously Ill, she would blame him fol-
not having told her.
waistcoat pocket and tossed UP for It.
Heads write, tails I leave Il alone"
He tossed badly and the penny came
down In the waste-papor basket, but 1t
brious grimace Sangster dipped the pen
In the ink again and squared his elbows
He wrote the letter four times befor.
II suited him. and even then II seemed
he read It through:
Dear Mrs. Challoner--I am just
writing to let you know that Jimmy
is i'll; nothing very serious, but 1
thought that perhaps you would like
to know II you could epare the time
would very much appreciate II. tic
seems very down on his luck. don't
want to worry or alarm you, and am
keeping an eye on him myself. but
know.
Your sincere friend,
RALPH SANGSTER
1t seemed a clumsy enough way of
explaining things, he thought discon-
eenS ~ fae He cded tSa papp SG SsS est
1t into the envelope; he eat down for
moment with II in his hand looking down
at Christines married name, Mrs
Poor little Mrs. Jimmy! A. wife. and
yet no wife. Sangster lifted the, en-
relope to his lips, and hurriedly kissed
name before he thrust the envelope
into his pocket. and went out to post It
Would she come, he wondered; he
asked himself the question anxiously be-
fore he dropped the letter into the box.
Somehow deep down In his heart he did
not think she would.
II shall never be able to manage II
IL live to be hundred" said Christine
desDairingly.
She leaned back in the padded SEQ,
into his fac2 with laughing eyes.
She had been trying. 70 drive; che
had driven the car at snail's pace the
length Of the drive leading from Upton
open carriage gate into the road
IF you hadn't been here We should
have gone into the wall. shouldn't we7"
she demanded.
Kettering laughed.
.'I'm very much afraid we should" he
said. But that's nothing. did all
manner of weird things when I first
started to drive. Tako the wheel again.
and have another try"
But Christine refused.
II might smash the car. and that
would be awful. You'd never forgive
SHOULD not" His grave eyes
you need be very alarmed about that"
he said. However, II you insist---'
He changed places with her and took
the wheel himself.
1t was early morning, and fresh and
sunny. Christine was flushed and smil-
ing; for the moment at least there were
no shadows In her eyes; she looked mu,s
like the girl who had smiled up from.
the stalls In the theatre 10 where Jimmy
Challoner sat alone In his box that night
OF their meeting.
Jimmy had never once been mentioned
between herself and this man since that
s Reas s%a ssys sss fSf the chaona4 sSt nr
Christine might have been unmarried.
away. she told him presently with
little laugh, II told her We should be
Christine looked at her watch:
NEARLY an hour" she said. I'VE were
muddling about in the drive for ever
SO long; you know; ", - and really think
'Tf you really, think So" He
turned the car reluctantly. II suppose
you wouldn't care for a little run after
iunch?" he asked carelessly. I've got
lighted to take you
'I should love lift ! can bring
Gladys"
He did not answer for a moment.
"oh, bring Gladys by all MEANS" he
said rather dryly.
"What timer
"Ill call for you at 2--If that will do
They had reached the house again
now Christine got out Of the car and
the step looking up at Ketter!ng.
There was a little silence.
How long have We known each
other?" he asked suddenly.
She looked up startled--she made a
rapid calculation.
NEARLY three weeks. isn't it?" she
said then.
He laughed.
must have known you all my life"
The words were ordinary enough. but
the look In his eyes brought the swift
oolor 10 Christines cheeks--her eyes
fell.
rs that a compliment?" she asked,
trying to speak naturally.
Her hand was resting on the open
door OF the car for an instant he laid
his own above it; Christine drew hers
"Well, we'll bo ready at 2, then" she
said She turned to the house. Kettering
drove slowly down the drive. He was q
very fine looking man. Christian thought
with sudden wistfulness he had been
so kind to her--knder than any one she
had ever known. She was glad he was
going TO have Upton House, as II had