Perth Amboy evening news., 1921-08-23
Going Back
CHAPTER 80

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would you think me rude if
If I left your" I asked.
Colin looked at me in surprise.
There was enough light from a big
swinging arc on the corner for me
to see him plainly.
what do o mean?" he asked
in return. though he must have
guessed at once.
would you think me rude if I
left you and went-up there?" 1
looked again at the yellow glow
from the windows of my old home.
Colin looked very much troubled.
"Of course I wouldn't think you
rude,,' he answered. "Only-it isn't
a question of rudeness."
He took my arm and began to
lead me down the street.
Don't do anything too impulsive-
ly," he began. That's n of your
\ faults, Connie. You'll stand almost
] anything, then you go off your head
suddenly"
"And do the wrong thing" I fin
ished, as he hesitated.
Eyes"
We walked on down the street. 1
do not know why Colin wanted to
get me away from the apartment
house, unless he felt that If it were
out of sight it would be u of mind
too.
do you think 1t would be wrong
TO go back-to try and make it
up again with Win?"
mo. But I'm not sure this is the
time"
why not?"
He walked or, fairly urging me
along.
"Why not?" T repeated. Didn't
you just say that Win had come
often to the exhibition to see my
picture? Doesn't that prove that
well, that he isn't entirely indiffer-
ent?"
Down in my heart there was a
little exultation. 1t increased every
time I thought of what Colin had
told me If Win had taken the
trouble to hunt out my picture and
look at tiff it had taken him to
an art exhibition alone, a place he
would never have dreamed of going,
It certainly seemed to me a sign that
( Win cared.
/ And that was the one thing l
wanted. I would willingly have given
up everything else in the world to
hear Win say with his own lips that
he still cared for ME
Yet Colin had given me what I
thought proof of Wins affection, at
least of his interest. And there
from the windows of our old home
was the cheerful inviting glow Of a
light, a welcoming light, a sign that
: Win must be at home.
All 1 had to do was to &c up there
and I was sure I would hear him
say he still loved me. I could not
have done it before-the old bitter
ness would have come UP in me at
once, and made a reconciliation i'm
possible.
But now 1t seemed to me so long
since all those unpleasant events
that 7 could easily forget them when
I saw Winthrop again.
And there he was, and here was
Colin with his arm linked through
mine, urging me away from this sud
den possible chance of seeing him!
"Of course. if you've fully made
up your mind, 7 shan't try to stop
you," Colin said, walking rapidly all
the time.
But you are stopping me. Why
don't you think it wise?"
at don't think it's time yet. After
all, you and Winthrop had rather
, serious differences. I'll admit Time
is the great healer of all ills-but
you've only been separated a year."
"Only a year! That's a long time"
"Besides, what will you do when
o get up mere! Wnat are you
going to say?"
ST don't know! How can I tell
now? He may not be glad to see
me. He may not be in. The fact
that there's a light in the window
doesn't mean he is there"
mo. it doesn't" Colin released
my arm.
LET me go back alone" I said.
\ "And come and have luncheon with
me tomorrow, and I'll tell you all
? about it,"
He smiled a little as he held out
his hand.
IF he doesn't go down on his
knees and beg forgiveness he ought
to be whipped" he said.
I almost ran down the street, my
heart beating SO rapidly 1t nearly
choked me. I went into the big
hallway-for the first time in more
than a year. The huge Turkish rus
on the marble floor was still there.