The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-02-22
SYNOPSIS.

Julia wasz planning to become an ac- tress5 and lark; R oserthal of the floor above had &aHen <in love with ner
 But contaetS:with society girls Tn an RmateuEs play ns.yvhch she .had a pro fessienaI part made her long Tor the better things of life and when her mother left the city to rejoin her d1- vorced husband, Julia become an as- sistant to Miss Toland, wealthy but an eccentric phflanthroplst at her -SellIe- Llent house.
 Max. meanwhile, had been con stantly urging her to marry him, and finally, Jealous of pr. Jim Studdiford, the young nephew of Miss Toland, he shot himself, falling dead at her feet in the neighborhood house.
 Julia and pr. Studdiford, some time later, became engaged but Julia con- fessed that she could not marry him because she had made a mistake in her life, before she was Is years old. Jim was mortified but insisted that she marry him. As young Mrs. Studdi- ford Julia became great favorite in San Francisco society. A chance meeting with one of Marks sisters brought old thoughts to Jim and he demanded to know If Mark were the man to whom Julia had given her self. When she admitted it, he brooded for days over the old mem Ory.
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 Never mind-it isn't as if were divorced; we may be separated, we may be 'estranged,. but we are still
 
 1ia's eyes, she shook her head as if to shake them away. i've hungered for you, Jim, until it seemed as If l must go mad!" she went on, looking far beyond him now, and speaking in a low rapt voice as if to herself. I've felt she said 'tas if I'd die for just one more kiss from you, die just to have you take my big coat off once more and catch me in your arms, as you used to do when we came back from dinner or the theatrei But one can't go suffering that way" said Julia, giving him swift. uncertain smile, ''and gradually the pain goes, and the fever dies away, and noth ing is left but the cold. white scar!'
 Jim had been staring at her like man in trance. Now he took a step toward her. lightly caught her in one big arm. s1
 '.Ah, but Julia, wouldn't the love come back:'' he asked tenderly. his face close to her own. Couldn't it all be forgotten and forgiven? You've suffered, dear. but I've suffered, too. Can't we comfort each other?'
 Please, don't do that" Julia said coldIy, wrenching herself free. This is no whim with me; I'm not follow ing a certain line of conduct because it's most effective. I've changed. I don't want to analyze and dissect and discuss it; I say, it seems to me too sacred, too sad, to enjoy talking about"
 'You've not changed!" Jim assert ed. "Women don't change that way"
 Then I'm not like other women, Julia said hotly. T'Do you believe me, Jim. It's all just gone out of my life You don't seem like the man I loved, who was So sweet and generous to me. I've not forgotten that old won derfu1 time; I just don't connect you with it. You could kiss me a thou sand times now. and it would only seem like-wel1, Ike any one else! I look at you as one might look on some old school friend, and wonder if I ever really loved yCu'' She stopped, looking at him almost in appeal. Jim stood quite still, star ing f1xed1y at her; they remained so for a long minute.
 T see," he said then, very quietly. 'I'm sorry"
 And without another word he turn ed to the hall door and was gone. Ju- lia stood still in the hall for a, few minutes. cautiously numb All this was very terrible, very far reaching in it's results, very important, but she could not feel it now. She did feel very tired, exhausted in every fibre of her body, confused and weary in mind She put her head in the kitchen door only long enough to say that she was not hungry, and went upstairs to fling herself on her bed, grateful for silence and solitude at last.
 To Jim the world was turned up- side down. He could hardly credit his senses. His was not a quick brain; processes of thought with him were slow and run1inative; he liked to be alone while he was thinking. When he left JuliatEhe went, down to his II, a1,s, ir- 1Nxro iI0f~ay y-if1 n dow. and. broodet3. over this unexpect- ed and unwelcome turn of events, viewing from all angles this new blow to his pride. He did not believe her protestations of change of heart nothing in his life tended to make such a belief easy. But her coldness and stubbornness hurt him and up- set the plans he had been allowing To form of late in his mind
 All his life he had been following. with sunny adaptability, the line of the least resistance. Thown out of his groove by the jealousy and re- sentiment of the dark, time in his married life, Jim had realized himself as fairly cornered by Fate, and had run away from the whole situation rather than own himself beaten. Rather than admit that he must pa Jiently accept what was so galling to his pride, he had seized upon any alternative, paid any price.
 And Germany had not been at all unpleasant. There was novelty in every phase of Ids home and public life: there was his work; and, for at least the first year, there was the balm for his conscience that he would soon be going home to Julia. He had allowed himself the luxury of moods, was angry with her. was scornful. was forgiving. He showed new friends her beautiful pictures s- told them that she was prettier than that, no picture could do justice to her colour.
 Among the new friends there had been two sweet plain Englishwomen; the widowed Lady Eileen Hungerford and her sister, the Honorable Phyllis. These had found the rich young American doctor charming, and with