Cheyenne record., 1920-01-29


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kindi That's what me sayA That's
It 10 b kind" fss5
'Does abe"
sShe wants you to b. kind,~ said
he voice. "She mods when ten you
this. Yes; It must he right. 0he q
q very fne lady. Very pretty. 6Aa
II 70 anxious for you to undsrstand.
She hopes and hopes you Will Come
one else wants to speak to you. This
II q man. He says
n don't want to speak to any one
else" said Eugene quickly. Il
want"
"This man who has come says that
he il friend Of yours. He says"
Eugene struck the table with his
nst. II don't want to speak to any
one else, tell your he cried pas
sionately. .'H she II there Il" He
caught his breath sharply. checked
himself, and sat in amaxement. Gould
his mind 80 easily accept 80 stupend-
ous q thing as truei Evidently 1t
couldi
Mrs. Horner spoke languidly in her
own voice: did you get anything sat
isfactoryT she asked. II certainly
hope 1t wasn't like that other time
when you was cross because thsy
couldn't get anything for you"
'No, no." he said hastily. sThis
was different. It was very interest
ing"
He paid her, went to his hotel, and
thence to his train for home. Never
did he so seem to move through .
world Of dream-stuff; for he knew
that he was not more credulous than
other men. and II he could believe
what he had believed. though. he had
believed 1t for no longer than q mo.
ment or two. what hold had he oe
any other human being on realityf
His credulity vanished Tor 20 he
thought) with his recollection that It
was he. and not the alleged 'Lopa."
who had suggested the word ''amber."
Going over the mortifying. plain
facts Of his experience. he found that
Mrs. Horner, or the Subdivision Of
Mrs. Horner known az 'Lopa," had
told him to think of bell and Of o
color. and that being furnished with
these scientific data, he had leaped
to the conclusion that he spoke with
Isabel Ambersonl
For a moment he had believed that
Isabel was there, believed that she
was close to him. entreating him-en-
treating him ''to be kind" But with
this recollection a strange agitation
came upon him. AFTER all, had she
not spoken to him9 II his own IN.
known consciousness had told ths
''psychic's" unknown consciousness
how to make the picture Of the pret
ty brown-haired, brown-eyed lady
hadn't the true Isabel-oh, indeed her
very soul i-called to him out Of hii
own true memory of herr
And as the train roared through the
darkened evening he looked out be-
yond his window. and saw her a. hs
had seen her on his Journey. few
days ago-an ethereal figure flying be
side the train, but now 1t seemed Il
him that she kept her face toward hir
window with an infinite wistfulness.
"To be kindw II 1t had been
Isabel, was that what she would have
said? II she were anywhere, and could
come to him through the invisible wall
what would be the first thing sht
would say to him!
All, well enough, and perhaps Bit
terly enough. he knew the answer to
that question: ITO be kind"-t0
Georgiei
A red cap at the station.
when he arrived. leaped for his bag
abandoning another which the Pull
man porter had handed him. ''Yessuh.
Mist Morgan. Yessuh. You car watt
In front the station fer you, Mist Nor
gan, suh!"
And people in the crowd about the
gates turned to stare, as he passed
through. whispering. 'That's Morgan"
Outside, the neat chauffeur stood
at the door Of the touring car like .
soldier in whipcord.
''T'll not go home now. Harry" said
Eugene, when he had got in. "Drivs
to the City hospital"
Eyes, SIR" the man returned. Miss
Lucy's there. She said she expected
you'd come there before you went
home"
"she dida" >
"Yes, SIR"
Eugene stared. II suppose Mr.. Nina
fer must be pretty bad" he said.
"Yes, sir. understand he's liable
to get well, though, sir" He moved
his lever into high speed, and the car
went through the heavy traffic like
some fast, faithful beast that knew its
way about. and knew its masters need
Of haste. Eugene did not speak again
until they reached the hospital.