The Mena weekly star., 1920-04-22

mean itf"
 Mean whatT
 have seen you Kill beasts and men, said Andrea, "but even so. | couldn't have believed 1t of you" Her voice grew dulled, like water running over silken moss. q couldn't have be- lleved that you would hurt me sol She east her arms out across the table and dropped her face upon them.
 With self-accusing cry, Trevor sprang to her, picked her up and car ried her to the couch. She lay in his arms without resisting; her body had surrendered to laxity that let him pile furs under her head and arrange her limbs as Ire would. She was list less; too tired to fight; too broken to weep. He knelt beside her and took both her hands in his. Now that you are no longer an irresponsible child,n ne said. now that your stripped self is here to listen, will tell you how love you. The child in you might forget: the woman never. I love you in body and in spirit. love you so that am ready to stand up and deny freedom. I love you enough to give you myself and the world-my world of starlit nights and silent spaces that I've worshiped so long alone. Yes, I love you enough for that, and I have to, God help me. for you are in my heart and I can never never get you out"
 Andrea looked as if blood were be- ing transfused into her veins with each word. She felt her youth coming back With the sure surge of an advancing tide. Her eyes grew bright and then frightened. White Manl" she gasped, Take me quickly; feel myself grow ing young again ["
 He leaped to his feet, caught her up in his arms and shook her; then ne surrendered. Young or old" he said, what difference does it make? I love your youth as I already love your old age, Put your arms around my neck, look into my eyes and tell me you love me, too.'
 /. Clinging to him, her head thrown back, her eyes in his she said, q love you"
 Again" commanded Trevor.
 T love you"
 And now, my little sweetheart, my own girl. just once more.'
 "Ahr begged Andrea, don't make me say it again let me kiss you"
 Five minutes later Trevor reluctant ly opened the door on the crool and cried, 'Bishopl"
 One of the three white men sprang to his feet. God bless my soul" he exclaimed, where did you come from7 When did you get here? My dear chap, what's happened to your faceT
 Trevor, forgetful of his damaged ap- pearance, put his hands to his lips guiltily, as though he feared that some mark had clung there to betray their recent occupation; then he remem- bered his singed and bandaged condi- tion. "Oh. thatl" he said. "Nothing nothing to speak of. Won't you come in? I'll see your companions later"
 The bishop entered the hut and raised his eyebrows inquiringly as Ire vor closed the door Mosquitoes" he murmured and politely didn't wait for an answer, Charming quarters Quite the comfortable thing" Then he caught sight of Andrea who was half-sitting on the corner of tine table and swinging her free leg. Once moro his eyebrows went up but this tims with a snap that would have carried them over the back ot his head had they not been rooted.
 The bishop of Mona: the Honor. able Andrea Fellor," said Trevor in busnesslike tones.
 ''So pleased, my lord" said Andrea with a smile that turned into rip bling laugh. TT beg your pardon she stammered. 'b--but s-surp-ise doesn't go well with your face
 It was true; the bishops astonish- ment seemed to have startled his fea- lures separately, scattering them over his countenance at grotesque angles "Andrea," he gasped, "Andrea Pellor r
 ''Yes," said Trevor, that's the name. Now, bishop, If you'll sit down, I'll soon be able to satisfy you that the arguments l used fo get you here are more than justified
 Andrea Pellori" repeated his lord ship.
 You have it correctly, bishop" as sured Trevor. "Won't you take this chairf"
 The bishops eyes gradually gath cred themselves to single focus on Andrea's face "Young woman" he said, "do you know that the entire world has been perturbed for weeks as to your whereabouts? Do you know that your family has been suffering agonies of suspense as to your fate? Do you know that the man to whom you are betrothed has offered a thou sand pounds for your discovery aliveT
 Andrea glanced triumphantly at Ire vor. "A thousand pounds" she mur mured.
 Alive" he countered. also murmur ing.
 The bishop rapped on the table with his knuckles. Do you know all these things?"
 Andrea slipped from the table and stood before her inquisitor. 'It's quite natural r she said in clean-cut tone Trevor had never heard her use be-