The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1921-09-01
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moment; then her face broke into a
ripping smile that swept up and set
tied In her eyes. She reached for
cushion, put ii at her back tucked one
foot under herself, and waved the
other in the same fashion as had Miss
Van Teller earlier in the evening.
"Now talk" she said
do you like me?" asked Mr.. Ran
dolph.
She nodded her head.
you're not afraid TO be here?"
She shook denial.
"Have you ever been in mans
room before?"
She looked him straight in the eyes
and made no other sign.
1t was Mr.. Randolph's turn to flush.
"Then," he said, 'if you like me and
II you're not afraid, please begin at
the start and tell me all about it,"
The girls eyes fell and sought the
fire. Her face slowly paled to the
shade of her somber thoughts. She
was no longer pretty; she was beauti-
full, with revealing transparency that
made her seem unfleshed, a disem-
bodied spirit Of sincerity and truth,
individually pure.
81 had nurse once" she said, in
low voice, land a wire-halred terrier,
n show-dog and a darling His name
was Sport" She raised solemn eyes
to Randolph's face as though measur-
ing his powers OF understanding. my
nurse died and then, one day. had to
sell Sport; l wasn't old enough to sell
myself"
She stopped speaking with an IN
mistakable finality. Randolph was
overwhelmed by the food Of informa-
ton that this slip Of q girl had packed
into twO-score words. A life-story in
four lines and revelation Of the
heart thrown in for good measure I!
Over and above that. he had to reckon
with the confirmation Of suspicion
which had been slowly establishing It.
self In his mind that he had met her
before, that not for the first time this
night had those soft lips, curved for
merry words, cried, my, what a
pump J! WlLnln MS nearing.
SO many considerations pressed to
his immediate attention that he
awoke to the actual present too late
to stem the tide Of tears that sudden
ly rose to the girls eyes.
"Oh," she sobbed, what is to be-
come Of me? I was so happy here, If
you hadn't made me think ~
II anything has been said in the
course Of these pages to give the i'm
preston that Mr.. Randolph was mod
eled after Joseph or hewn out of Ice
or packed with probty to the exclu-
sion Of red blood, forget It. At the
sight OF those tears ne slid the length
Of the couch to first base, fielded the
girl I'm his arms, switched her round
so that she lay across his knees, drew
her face against his shoulder, and
rocked her gently
"wbat devil Of a time you've had !!
But believe me when tell you It's all
over. This is the night that starts your
old happy sun into the blue sky again.
Don't worry"
She stopped crying and looked up
into the honest face so close to her
own, puzzllng as to how just those
words could have come from IL; but
the world had taught her a hard les
son in varying standards. She drew a
long qulvering sigh.
'If you could only wait until love
you, body and SOUL" she breathed.
what on earth do you mean7"
asked Mr.. Randolph.
'why, then 1t wouldn't he so bad
so ugly"
II don't get you" remarked Robert
Hervey.
"A man told me just little while
ago that he was making a catalogue
Of reasons why women give them
selves" she continued. "He had eleven
already, and yet he was one OF the
incest men I've met. He talked to me
~ though he were showing me a war
hat I must travel alone"
"Realiyr' said Mr.. Randolph. stiff
sning psseeptibly.