Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1921-12-09

somewhat in debt, and l imagine tnat
the reason she Is able to have q nice
apartment and a maid now Is because
she knows it is coming-and l get the
house, and enough money to keep me
golng-say, a year, in New York"
"Do you want to 90, Allx? he said'
affectlonately.
eyes, I, think do." she answered.
But her eyes watered. Il do-in a
way" she added. "That is, love my
singing, and the thought Of making a
success Is delightful to me. But, OF
course, 1t means that give up every
thing else. can't have home life, and
and the valley--for years, four or
five anyway, I'll have to give all that
up. And I'm twenty-seven, Peter.
And I'd always rather hoped that my
music was going to be domestic va
riety-" She stopped, smiling, but he
saw the pain In her eyes. George
Sewan most kindly asked me to moth
er his small SON" she resumed, cas-
rally. "But although he is the dear
est"
"Sewall did!" Peter exclaimed, rath-
er struck. "Great Scott! his father Is
one of the richest men in San Fran
CISCO"
81 know It," Alix agreed. "And he
is one Of the incest men," she added.
"But, Of course, he'll never really love
any one but Ursula. And I felt-oh,
I felt too tired and alone and de-
pressed to enter upon congratulations
and clothes and family dinners with
the Sewalls," she ended, q little drear-
lily. 81 wanted-I wanted things In
the old way-as they we're" she
said. her voice thickening.
~ know-I knoww Peter said,
sympathetically. And for a while
there was silence In the little house,
while the rain fell steadily upon the
dark forest without, and soaked
branches swished about caves and
windows. "Can you put me up to-
night?" he asked, suddenly. He liked
her frank pleasure.
'RatberI I think Cherfy's room
was made up fresh last Monday" she
told him.
She he'd risen, as II for good-nights,
and was now beside the old square
piano, where she had placed the lamp.
II haven't touched it-since-" she
said, sadly, sitting on the stool, and
with her eyes still smiling on him,
putting back the hinged cover. And
moment later her hands, with the as
surance and ease Of the adept, drifted
into one Of the songs Of the old days.
''Do you remember the day We put
the rose tree back, Peter?" she asked.
"When Martin was almost stran-
ger? And do you remember the day
we made biscuits, over by the ocean"
II remember all the days." he an
swered, deeply stirred.
1--WE didn't see all this, then," Ali1
mused, still playing softly. "Anne
claiming everything for her husband,
you and here talking of Dads death,
and Cherry married." She sighed.
"She's not happy?" he questioned
quickly.
"She's not unhappy" she told him,
with a troubled smile. "It's just one
Of those marriages that don't ever get
anywhere, and don't ever STOP" she
added. Martin has faults, he's un-
reasonable, and he makes enemies.
But those aren't faults for which a
woman can leave her husband. Oh,
Peter" she added, laying a smooth,
warm hand on his, and looking into
his eyes with her honest eyes, don't
70 away again! Stay here in the
valley for a week or two, and help me
get everything worked out and
thought out-rve been so much
alone!"
Dear old Allxl" he said, sitting
down on the bench beside her and
putting his arm about her. She
dropped her head on his shoulder, and
so they sat, very still, for long min.
ute. Alix's hand went to her own
shoulder, and her fingers frightened on
his, and she breathed deep, contented
breaths, like child
Somebody ought to wire Mrs
Grundy, collect" she said, after
awhile.
1--WE will defy Mrs. Grunoy, my
DEAR" Peter said, kissing the top OF
q soft brown braid, "by trotting Of
hand in hand tomorrow and getting
ourselves married. Why, Alix, he gave
US his consent yeaCs ago-don't you
remembers"
HE did wish It'll" she said, and
burst into tears.
II seem to be doing things In a
slightly irregular manner" she said
to him the next day, when they had
gotten breakfast together, and were
basking in the sunlight Of the upper
deck Of the ferryboat, on their way te
the city. II spend the night before
my marriage alone-in a small coun
try house hidden in the woods-witf
my betrothed, and propose to buy my
trouSeau Immediately after the cere
mony"
Her voice fell to a dreamy note anC