The Washington times., 1922-12-16
Continued from Yesterday

. ie0 tho usual result. MAI
Il saret wrote him daily of
her determination to let moth
ing take her from him.
The Adams were coming home
at last from a trip to Japan
when they met young Senator
wythe at Kioto. He was return
ing from the Philippines and
crossed with them on the same
boat to America. Margaret told.
in her last letter from Kobe. about
meeting the great young Senator
Wythe. She was coming home to
Stephens 80 soon that she would
pass any later letter; she was
coming home to marry him and
never let anyone take her away
again. Then, from Vancouver,
came the first merely friendly and
puzzling and alarming note. She
thanked him for his flowers, which
met her on her landing; they
were so beautiful. But they
weren't to hurry home after all;
and she said no more about mar
rying. Another letter came from
vancouver-a panicky, jerky. con-
scious-stricken one.
Next, she and her mother and
father and Horsce-that Is Sen.
ator Wythe-were staying for
week or two in the Rockies to
rest, They might climb q little;
4 was the mountaineering season.
you know. She wished she could
see Stephen. She could talk over
with him something which was
troubling her; she couldn't say II
fairly II she wrote 1t.
He wired her that he was com.
Ing at once; she replied not to
come. He arrived. and when he
fsuRd her she was troubled and
ashsmed rs much as flattered BY
the notice and popularity which
wythe's attentions brought to her.
She wished whatever happened.
that wythe and he should te
friends. She insisted that he go
with them for their day on the
mountain. wythe plainly had
planned that expedition to give
Stephen his congo; he recognized
that Margaret was agreeing with
wythe about what she would do
- she went ahead with wythe
from the ledge.
At the summit Stephen found
them waiting for him there TN
small snow-crusted plateau. A slab
Of bare rock protruded to make a
windbreak In the lee OF which
Dreuil lit the alcohol lamp from
the lunch kit and made tea. The
party ate together silently or with
formal = remarks; but at last
Stephen lad been awaiting .he
aet for some moments-Wythe
rose with elaborate carelessness.
'.BreuiI, let's have look at the
northern arete." And he led the
guide off.
MEMORIES!
stephen. who also had arisen,
stood gazing after them till the
crags and spurs Of rock shut than
from sight. He looked down then.
with hotly beating heart. at Mar
garet. who had remained seated
on the boulder, her slim legs
stretched before her and her head
bent; she showed to him only her
ssft brown hair under her woclen
cap: she was hiding her face. In
spite Of what he knew was con,-
ine-6r perhaps because he knew
it-etephsn felt his arms strain.
in9 with their impulse to pick her
up. 70 hold her and hug her to
him and press his lips to her
check. Once. long before. when
hS ykas just out Of college and abe
was . little. reckless girl Of fif.
teen, she had taken knickerbock.
ere And . Jacket OF her brothers
ana climbed to the roof OF the
barn. from which Stephen had
hsA to rescue her, carry her down
In Mis- arms. The knicksrbeckerA
on the slim. youthful legs brought
beck that first day poisnantly and
her proud delight when the next
morning hs--a big boy, % much
eidsr--cams, . little flushed and
sonfussd. to inquire for her.
She. too, must have been think
Ing Of something like that. for
her bare hand was shaking as
A1~~yn~,~ vT~Sk~