Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1921-12-24
CHAPTER LIN
Success Minus Lore

! TANET is going to be married! |
- was simnly bowlcd over with the
news. for she has managed the whole
thing very cIcvcrly. Little did l think
that RIGHT in tho midst ot the march
of rrog~cSs IN the urOsy atmosphere OF
office regime. Jnnrt's romance was 60
ing on. and didn't even suspect 1t.
Sho is 20 marry Arnold Baker. the
advertising manager. and. strange to
cnv. thcrc will Eo nothing modern about
Jnrct's marriage. She is going to give
nm hcr work and move 20 the suburbs,
and She is quite foclishly in loVN. AZ least
when | say foolish. ] mean for Janet.
Love comes differently to different pco-
| Llc.
Janet isn't in love the way ] was
whom I married Dare. She is muclr
,orc prnrirnl-ahOut everything. 'ut
there is nice, steady glow in her eyes,
and she il vCr" happy.
Thi, morning I was called into the
EDITORS urivat" snctum and offered
Jpnct's ro-tioL on the magazine.
eve feel that you can carry on Miss
| Ford's work very we'll. Mrs. Merrill. y
snid Mr.. Miller. the editor, although
wc shall BE- very sorry to lose hcr.
lie soom"l surprised when ! asked
for day or two to think the matter
over before deciding, but he made NJ
comment rs ] thanked him and walked
out.
Jnnct's job, y salary Of 500 u
week. and a !cnoly apartment to come
homo to each evening. Was that to be
nv liz" in tho future? All tn" glow OF
,atirrnrtion that he'd come to me when
Mr. Miller had first broached the sub
irct to me- died away ms ] thought II
ever. saw myself ten years from
row growing careless about my clothes
losing my charm, for living alone make
cnn different somehow, and | Shmddered
And vet as I walked out Of the Office
th,t afternoon ] was conscious OF tbs
enyiouy eyes that followed me. TIL,
rcws had spread alOut, and every "n'
thought me lucky, when in reality
was tho most miserable woman in the
world.
When ! reached tho apartment | .l"'
cidrd 70 make myself n cup of tea, bu
even rs | sat drinking il ] realized that
a long, lonely evening stretched ahcn'
of me. Janet was going out 10 dinner
with Mr. Baker. and was here alone
This was the fOrerunncr Of mnny Other
lonely evenings "n'l JHll'I NbIlI ~
gone. and I would b" loft to my owl
devices. Gloomy thcughtS surgrd uveI
me. a sob chokcd in my tllro"t; IN
moment more knew | should he cry
ing, and irnpatIently | rose to my fee
and snapped on the lights. There wa
a sound at the door, and | turned to
ward it. The latch was bad and
never could remember to close til,
door properly. When Janet loft
would move away from here; ! woult
makc a new homo With whatever va
lift to me Of my life.
But my gloomy thoughts were inter,
ruptcl by the l;uowlcdgr that solnr on,
was htnnding IN the doorway. and
cried out quickly, "Who is IT,"
A scream rose to my lipS as IuNI
advanced into the lamplighr, but +
died away when | saw that it wal
Dane.
W5 stood there looking ut eNrh Other
for long moment, and strangely
didn't think of the significance of hh
coming to NE. II was enough that hl
was here, and when he crossed thc
spnce between Us and crushed me I'm hi,
arms | gave myself up to his kirSc,
Just as ! had in the old days. "Haw.
thorne, Hawthorne" he said huskily
over and over, "I'll never let you gC
again, never, never!'' And for timt
we were content just to be close to eact
ether without the bother Of explana
tions.
When we drew away j looked deer
into his eyes. Was he the same, d
had he changedI Did his coming to mt