The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1921-01-03
Chapter IS.
ANXIETY,

'1ll shoulder a lot of this. I'm glad
to see you back" BUD said, gathering
UP our belongings-at least as many
of them as he could get into his arms.
Very proud of my knowledge of how
to get about-and perhaps inclined to
show off a Bit tipped the porter
who helped us with our things through
the gate. Buds eyes lit up. and his
sense of humor, never far from the
surface, showed itself.
Remember last time?" he said.
Remember how polite and courtly
You thought all those menu
/ smiled back at him. / did remem-
Der the helpless old lady who with
beating heart walked with the countri-
fled little girl through that gate be-
fore-a year before. 81.
Shall we take the carr" Bud said,
as we reached the sidewalk.
Something had happened that was
serious when Bud Pearsoll suggested
trolley! Bud was never inclined to
come home from any party except in
a taxicab, and now when taxi was
a matter of convenience, he was sug-
costing trolley.
mo, we will have a cab" I said.
He fairly ate up Violet with his
eyes as we drove down to our apart
ment. And vi, after the first moment
OF complete happiness in seeing him.,
and after the inquiries as to why he
evaded-settled back in the cab.
But she gave little excited cries as
we passed familiar corners, and when
we swung into the glare of lights from
Broadway, she simply gave long
sigh of content, and put out her hand
to touch Buds.
II said you belonged to the city,
Helen laughed. Look at Enid! She's
peering out of the window so she
won't miss single electric sign"
IF you'd been burned on farm all
sumner" vi began.
yet the sun which sets so conven-
iently right in front of your house,
has more colops and lots more candle
power than all the signs you can
imagine" Helen leased.
"All right" vi laughed. But I've
had the sunsets great many years,
and now l want to see the artificial
signs"
Our little flat did look cosy to us
when we got into it again. Il shant
rest until l unpack all the candle
sticks and prints and get out the
lustre salad bowl" l said
They laughed at ME, but in sympa-
thy with me, for we were all glad to
get back-to get home again. | simp-
ly would not think that this little
paradise might only last few months
more-and them
you can bet l am glad to have
you back, Bud said. $50 glad 1
moved again, this time to a roomfng
house around the corner"
Violet looked at him and smiled
that wonderful smile of hers which
promised so much, and yet withheld
SO much. Helen and l glanced at
each other. And We understood.
There's tea in the canister in
1.-The kitchen. Helen said. And sugar
too. You go out and make some tea,
Enid. and l will run down the street
and bring in some buttered rolls or
sandwiches and some cream for the
tea.
But the two did not know we left
them alone. They were already alone
in world composed entirely of them
Selves. 1t was place not even l
could enter-and | did not want to.
But out in the little kitchen l could
not help but hear, try as l might not
to do SO.
Now, what is it," vi said gently.
I've been crazy with worry, Bud,
dear. You would not tell me in your
letter, and you did not answer the
last one I sent you"
Il hate to write bad news"
Then tell me now"
mo, not now, Bud answered. To
morrow.
There, l thought, was the keynote
to Bud Pearsoll's characterize great
est fault, he had was that of procrasti.
nation. He wanted to put off until
some other time the disagreeable
thing or the difficult thing. the day of