The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1921-10-13

somewhere In the south of France,
big quiet man who limps a little, an(
a little yellow-headed woman in blu,
smocks and silly-looking hats"
1T means life, of course !" he inter
rupted her. THE hour thai make:
you mine, Cherry, will be the exqui
site hour Of my whole life !"
They were silent for a while, anC
below them the white moonlight deep
ened and frightened and swan like
an enchantment.
There will be no coming back. Cher
ry."
"Oh, i know that"
There can't ever be-there mustn't
be-you've thought of thatY' he said,
uncertainty. In the curious. unreal
light thai flooded the world, he saw
her turn. and caught the CLEAN of her
surprised eyes.
"You mean children-a child?' she
said, supposedly. why not, Peter?'
she added. tightening her fingers,
"what could be more wonderful than
that we should have a child? Can
you imagine a happier environment
for a child than that little sunshiny.
woodsy beach cottage; can't you see
the little fgure-the two or three little
figures l-scampering ahead of US
through the country roads, or around
the fire? Oh, | can" said Cherry, her
extraordinary voice rich and sweet
with longing, II can! That would be
motherhood. Peter, that wouldn't be
didn't-one couldn't love, marriage or
no marriage!"
And as he watched, amazed at the
change hat love had brought to quiet.
little inarticulste Cherry, she added,
earnestly:
"Alix will forgive us you'll see she
will! Alix-J know her will only
be sorry for me. She'll only think me
mad to disgrace the good name Of
Strickland she'll think we're both
crazy. Perhaps she'll plunge into the
~orphanage work, or perhaps she'll go
on here, gardening, playing with Buck,
raising ducks-she says herself that
she has never known what love means
says it really meaning it. yet as If
the whole subject was a joke-a weak
81 believe she will forgive us, for
she is the most generous woman In
the world" Peter said, slowly. ANY
wayne can't stop now We can't
stop nOwl There is the steamer line
that. goes to Los Angeles" he unused.
'Yes-I believe that is the solution"
he added, with a Frightening face. NO
body you know goes there on 1t; it
leaves daily at eleven. and gets into
Los Angeles the following morning.
From there we car get a drawing
to New Orleans; that's only a
lay and a half more; and we can
keep to ourselves if by any unlucky
chance there should be any one we
on the train"
(Which isn't likelyl'
(Which isn't likely Then at New
Orleans we go either to the Zone, or
South America. or to any one of
the thousand places-New York, if
We like, by water. BY that time we
will be lost as completely as if we had
dropped into the sea. I'll see about
-eservations-th~ ,hing is. you're too
pretty to go quite unnoticed" he add
I'd ruefully.
He saw a smile flicker on her face
n the moonlight, but when she spoke,
t was with almost fearful gravity:
You arrange it, Peter, and some
I'll go. I'll write Alix-Ill tell
Ter that where she's sane, Pm mad,
md where she's strong, I'm weak!
And wen weather it, dear, and We'll
ind ourselves somewhere, alone, with
I'll the golden, beautiful future before
lie. But, Peter, until this part of it's
'ver we mustn't be alone again-you
mustn't kiss me again! Will you prom
Sc me?"
As stirred as she was, he gathered
little fingers together, and kissed
hem.
I'll promise anything! Only trust
ne for a few days more, and we will
'e away from it all. And now you
it all out of your mind, and run
n and go to bed. You're exhausted,
nd if Alix gets the eight o'clock train
he will be here in a few minutes"
Good night" she breathed, and he
the white gown flicker against
he soft light on the lawn, and saw
be black shadow creeping by it, be-
ore she mounted the porch steps,
nd was gone.