Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-03-04
BY RUBY NJ. AYRES

children. he grew much quieter, and
Kinder he hardly ever swore, and III
did not drink anything like the auan
ttty hs used to when We lived In Lon.
Mis Linnis died about six month,
before he did, and I always think thai
hastened bic end.
NclSycdy could sves make him 20 com.
fortab!e 90 she had done; he used tf
wfite long letters Of complaint about hiI
| in which shs attended Il to 'SS Sis Wsmts' "''
I was holding bis hand when he died
and the last thing he said TO me was
ori. ca % 'Ssa Sis:. ySs, sSDa e me- Mar
And he always hated you like Ii,
devil" % my husband sneered after.
ward. What an old humbug be was i''
i turned away with the tears smart.
Ing In my eyes the last few years had
done q great deal to wipe out the harsh
treatment I had experienced at M
fathers hands. and ] grieved for him
biciy seemed to understand bette,
than any one how I felt he seemed "a
know thst Francis and did not love OF
understand each other.
Never mind, mother" he said one
day whom he came In and found me cry
Ing. when I'm . man IN look after
y0u."
"When you're q man. Dicky dar.
ling" ! told him.. you'll be too busy
!ookinI after; wife Of your own to re.
AZ only shook bis head. :.
II don't want Z wife," he told me
sravely. II shan't ever have q wife
! treasured up ell his quaint little
sayings like priceless gems; afterward
The morning Of my fathers funeral
there was letter in strange hand
writing on my plate at breakfast time.
I looked at IL carelessly and left II
slit It open without interest.
''Dear Mrs. Furnival," 10 It ran, II
returned to England yesterday, and
was sorry to see the announcement of
your fathers death In the London pa
pers. Please accept my deepest sym.
pathy. I should like to run down one
day and see you, II I may; perhaps
you will drop me q line when conven.
lent. Yours sincerely, Richard Tenn
pest"
felt 40 II some one had struck
me ! was alone In the room, or some
one must have noticed how white I
went; could feel the blood draining
away from my face.
Richard Tempest! After thirteen
years he had crossed my life, and wished
to see me.
had heard no word Of him since
that day when w said good.by in the
park.
Thirteen years! was eighteen then
now I was thirty. .one.
hid his letter in my dress, and
went up to my own room.
! dare soy you will laugh. but the
first thing I did was to look at myself
In the glass.
I do not think ! had greatly altered,
but my face was unlinsd and had nc
Did / want to sec him asaini
was not sure and yet wrote the next
day and told him to come any after
noon he liked.
I mentioned It casually to Francis.
He looked at me frowningly. and
asked who he was. -,
I explained that I knew Richard
Tempest when we were children.
II suppose there Is no objection To
his comingT' asked. =.
"You can have any visitors you like
in the house, a. long .v.aa as you aont .hsu ef
10 Later s I heard him tell ono Of the
servants to pack his bag, 40 he was
going to London for the weekend.
did not know If I were glad or
sorry wanted to be alone when Rich'
~I yok ,,,hnn Il aoN ~ hrs.
band driving off down the road /
wished he had stayed.
l felt as nervous and excited as girl
as the afternoon drew on.
The children were both, out.
Dicky went to q boys school In the
village. Francis objected to this, and
was always talking Of sending Dicky to
q boarding school.
/ would not hear Of It.. Many and
many q time we Quarreled.
-Four o'clock came, and q maid
az I could, but he did not come. 30 ]
went down the drive to the gate to sec
II could SEQ Elsa or Dicky:
Tho road wound a good deal just DC.
yond our house, and ! walked to the
bend to see beyond.
As l reached 1t high dog cart swung
round the corner It was being driven
rather quickly and had to step hur;:.
riedly out Of tho way to prevent myself
being knocked down.
The driver looked over his shoulder
apologctically. .,,,
were not frightened"
He was q big, square -shouldered man
with Q brown face and q voice that
somehow sent q thrill Of remembrance
through my heart.
stood looking up at him without
answering, and in that moment he rec
ognized me. ,.,.
He tossed the reins to the horses
back and leaped down to the road. y
marjorie % he said.
It was Richard Tempest.
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