Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-02-20

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u, Jared at him, not understand
ss, and Harden went on o''0e''
01s. 49,, nv wife, whether you choose
Nv. M rrs or not. I care Tor her
= DsnTs Dsn.s.n have ever cared for any
- ~. vonnan!' n He jerked bis arm' ana
ls,:4: s.s' ea: ss,'; . tragic silence then
pi!s3Ea4 !sE4.x Romantic =, Her voice was
V,a ierky. ''How very roman.
!l s sne dssr John! And Molly, how
" ~ - she care for you, do you
~, oT How much would she have cared
t, - vou hadn't had Manor DYKE
~ hsr and money for her to spend
.s,nIs Won are too old for ner
tni roH slow. She has told me
- nna' times already since I came
So, ecN, this Ma house bores her to death ;
Ia !ois ~ Iite a tomb, that she Is glad
thst she breads being lett
Low;,h YOU when Mr.. Wharton is
% Whsre are your eyes that you
~, .ssY' She laughed scornfully
olhCs hCssSsa q slim shoulder. "Only
M. W .Ws,ncon she was with Mr.. Whar'
- your study all the time you were
Hs's A man, though you call MIN
~ and she loves him as much as be
~ bsr! Why. saw him
m. stopped with q breath OF fear;
asrdsn had taken a quick step TOWARD
E.;r think you forget that you ar;
~,aiipg about my wife J! ne ssio
1,tiiy. "It We were not such old
"TS;.nds! I was never your friend
~ never wanted my friendship" she
"a nsssionately. "You seem to have
Ssssttsn that only a week before you
- msrried to this child !" She broke
iAs began to sob. "Oh, you are
sakind-how can you be so unkind te
''IN;th!" He did not know what tc
-: he thought her grief was as gen
~ n lie Intended him to think 1t
y iooied at her black robed figure re.
S1essiully; after all, once he had loved
NJ; hs moved a step forward.
..,ls anything the matter?" Moll!
asled from the doorway.
M spoke quietly. but there was
I,,nins Sush in her face; she came for.
vlrd and stood beside Lilith; she nevel
ietsd at her husband. -. :.
"0h, don't cry, don't cry!" she sale
lnStly. "Oh, ! can't bear to hear yot
i was the old warm hearted MOLLY
Q,oking now; for the moment every
tdas else was forgotten except tha
tiiG woman had lost the man she lovet
Liith began a sobbing explanation.
Il was Just talking to him about
lbeut-Alec!" She sought dcsperatel,
W the first likely excuse. "Oh, wisl
! could die!' sue added with fin
drnltic touch.
Molly looked up at her husband.
"0h. why don't you 90 away an,
have usl" she said impatiently. Can
leu Ne that she doesn't want you Il
lay! Why don't you 20 away Whel
le bad gone she knelt down desid
!llith; she tried to dry her eyes wit
ht own handkerchief.
,"Its so silly of me, ! know" Mrs
lsnsld sobbed. But talking over OIL
umes--i can't help it %
Molly was kneeling on the big ru
y the fire; she sat back on her heel
nd looked at Lilith for a moment with
VT Speakiny.
Was twas it really old times 20
xsse talking about?" she asked in
iuser roice. "Or-or--something else.
| Lilith kept her face hidden she di
~ sn1wer; she was thinking quickly
.aen OIL at once Molly leaned over an
~ per hands on the elder girls shoul
Wa. it--Nas It me you were talkin
,l0eril she asked again.
Ntth could not meet her eyes-sh
Wined her face away.
Molly laughed.
lou won't answer! I thought 20
veu!dnt.' She got slowly to her fe,
iaGeesan walking about the room aim
l3sly as il she did not quite kno,
NMf to do There was q curiously oil
Nprselon In 'hor' eyes; presently sh
cane back TO Mrs. Fcrnald,
III John hadn't married me, he wou]
uked. "' o.
No answer.
~ were out Of the way he woul
MY you now, wouldn't be?" Mol
N sgain. There was a sort Of curl
X IN her voice, not much emotion
~ 1elt as II she were looking on at
~ played in a tragedy by auothe
vvman; 1t seemed impossible that st
~sa really be mixed up In this three
~!!ered tanglc.
S9ddenly she said aloud:
M was too young and inex perienced
" hadn t been. I should have known,
a sne did not know what made her ss
~ words, but they seemed to epitomi;
Ie whole hopeless tumble; she stoe
.ea moment looking at Liiitb. The
rs went slowly from the room.
A. Sne crossed the hall and opened Il
NJ OF his library; young Wharton W,
Sss sltting at his desk. There WI
saalng lamp alight at his elbow, b,
~ss not reading; he was staring b,
s Nv, ,nim into the dark corners OF Il
r,mt ,Mtel!y closed the door noiselessly Al
"snt ..,,ver over to him.
,.idw whst M are you thinking about?" 81
tae started to his feet.
a.. MRS. Harden I didn't hear y,
e scs in!' His pale face was flush
Molly laughed.
=, ! thousht You heard me !" She 10,
~ Hne OF his pens and stood twistil