The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1921-08-18
WINDS OF The WORLD"
By RUBY M. AYRES
Copyright by nesss Merlin ,,,..s

49, ~<<<<&<s<&<&t
For a noment abe lay stin. her
hands we're freed now-she heard
someone move a step away from her.
Presently she looked up
"Betterg- asked a voice casually.
i'm did not answer. she thought
she was dreaming. somewhere into
the mistiness OF her brain fioated the
memory Of the sny Sunday evening
The raucous voice % the fervid
saivationist. and the family amused
smile OF man with an. eyeriass.
f. Last sunday night he was
beating his wife-toniEht he beats
the drum
She laughed weakly. and with tina,
laugh consciousness returned. fully.
and she sat mp, pushing the we, hair
from her forrhead.
she was stili In the office, sitting
at the Ink spaticr~d table where she
sat every day Of her iife. In the Same
hard wooden chair. with the rumble
OF the street traffic outside, nothing
was changed. nothing different. save
that the tall man with the eyexias-
whom she had seen once before for a
moment on the edge OF the strag.
Cling crowd. stood now leaning
against The desk usually occupied BY
the clerk who was absent thru In.
fiuenEa. looking down at her with a
sort Of impatient embarrassment.
Better" he asked again.
YES; . she CROPPED for a
handkerchief. but could not find
water.
one; her face and hair were we, with
Take mine" said the man Impair.
tally.
He handed her q sof, SIN handher.
chief that smclt family OF cigar
smoke i'm wiped her face: she
laughed shAkiiy.
You needn't have made me 20
wet she aid.
I'm Sory; = n was an I
could think Of" he apoiogired.
I He went over TO the window. and
stood looking out. =
jim tried TO strairhtcn her hair;
she was afraid 10 get out 81 the chair
yet--she was not quite sure Of her.
self. she began an embarrassed apoi.
ogy.
I'm 30 sorry .. 90 sorry 10
have given you all this trouble. |
DON'T often do such q silly thing
/. hut--i'ye been up all night
with my brothcr--hc's an invalid
and | was tired. and 20 !"
Please don't Apologize" aaid the
man: he spoke with rather a drawl.
he turned round. he was vigorously
polishing his cyegiass on a second
silk handkerchief; the one he had
given TO Jill was rtili screwed up In
her hand In a damp ball.
1T was fortunate that came In. g
he said after moment Ter
:" he paused. looked At her
doubtfully. 1T was fortunate that
came In" he said again.
Yes" said jim.
she was feeling better now: she
rose to her feet. she kept one hand
on a chairhack to steady herself.
Please you won't tell Mr.. stur.
geas. win your che appealed ear.
nrssiy. Tho man was scrrwing his
monocie again into his eye
Ter oh, no I.
certainly not he said. politely.
Thank YOU" she smiisd a, Rim
rather neryously. Employers dom,
like you to be Ii-e-peciaily In bust.
ness hours she explained
Emo. II that soy''
He picked Mp the Homburx hat
lying on the desk. and looked at the
door.
AS Mfr. sturgess B. not ln--f sup
pose I'd better call again. he sub
fnitted laeonIcaiiy.
Mr.. sturress WIN be IN At haif.
past two; and II there Is a message
oh. no. thanks nothing
important. III look In again--later. /"
He had opened the door now.
"You're--you're quite all rixh,7"
he asked.
Yes. thank you JIn took a ssep
forward. win you please ten me
your name" she asked anxiousiy
Mfr. sturxess VIII be annoyed with
me IL ! can't say who Il was that
called"
He looked back a, her from the
stone passage.
"Tallentyre Cyrus Tailcn.
tyre :"
OH said Jill biankiy.
she thought he was going. bu. In.
stead he came back step.
Ter haven't I seen you
befors7'' he asked hesitatingly.
jim smiled.
Yes Last Sunday, when
we were both invited to have a dip In
Jordan she. told him rraveiy.
Tailentyre chuckied: for the mo.
mcnt he no longer looked embar.
rassed or bored: Jill had the little
pleasursbie feeling that now he was
looking at her and talking 10 her az
he would TO woman Of his own set:
the thought gave her courage.
why did you stop and listen 20
him7" she asked intsrestedly.
He came back another step. he re.
moved the Homburg once more, and