Mountain Home Republican. [volume] (Mountain Home, Idaho) 1915-1946, 1922-04-08

{. thoughtfully dropped head - tn
, straight shafts Of the sunligh. wer
, making 1t impossible to face the house
! In any ease-and so was within thre
feet of Richard Carter before she saw
him.
! He looked fresh, hard, even young
in his white fiannels. They stood look
Ing ut each other for moment with
out speaking.
"Where have you been?" said Rich
ard, sharply, then. "You look I'LL
Tears, despite her desperate resolu
ton, suddenly stung Harriet's eyes
And yet her heart leaped with hope.
II wanted to see you, Mr.. Carter
she faltered. Il couldn't sleep very
we'll. I've been down at the shore. But
later--any time will do"
| You couldn't sleep!" he exclaimed
with quick sympathy. He looked from
her about him, as If for shelter for
her emotion. Here" he said, "come
down the steps a bit. was going
down to the court for little tennis
Ward may follow me, but he won't be
dressed for half an hour yet. Sit down
here; we can talk"
They had come to the marble bench
on the terrace, where Isabelle and An
thony Pope, sheltered by these same
towering trees and low brick walls,
had had their talk year ago. Har-
riet, to her own CONSERVATION, felt
that she was In danger of tears.
81 hardly know how to say It,"
she began. 'But-but you know how
ashamed | am |"
Il know--I know how you feel"
Richard said with sort of brief SYM
pathy. 'T'm sorry! But you know
you mustn't take this all too hard. I
didn't was thinking of this last
night; l didn't ask you for-weli, any
more than you gave me, In this mar
rage of ours. Your divorce was your
own affair"
The girls tired eyes flashed.
"There was no divorced" she said,
quickly.
"No dlvOrce? he echoed with a puz-
zled frown.
II want TO tell you about II /" she
said. But the tears would come again.
I'm tired!' Harriet said childlshiy,
trying to smile. "I've been up--walk-
ing. couldn't sleepi"
The consciousness that he had been
able to forget the whole tangle, and
sleep soundly, gave Richards voice a
little cOmpunctiOn as he said:
"YOu don't have to tell me now.
Wen find way out Of 1t that Is easy
for every one"
NO, but let me talk !" Harriet, In
her eagerness, laid her fingers on his
wrist and he was shocked to feel that
they were Icy cold. II want to tell
You the whole thing-I want you to
understand !" she said, eagerly. Rich.
ard looked at her in some anxiety:
there was no acting here. The rich |
hair was pushed carelessly from the
troubled forehead. She was huddled |
in the enveloping coat, a different fig
IRE indeed from his memory of the
superb and angry girl Of last night in
the library lamplight.
"aIr. Carter, I never knew my moth
er--' she began. But he interrupted
her.
MY dear" he said, in tone he
might have used to Nina. He laid his
warm fine hand on hers, and patted
ii soothlngly. "My dear girl, II you
feel that you would like to go to that
sister of yours--lf you feel
hat II would be WISER
"Oh, am going to Linda at once II
Harriet said, feyerishly. hurt TO the
soul. II had planned thatI Rut--but
won't you let me tell your she plead
I'd. She had framed the sentences a
hundred times In the long night they
jailed her utterly now. and she groped
'rf words. II was only three years
I'D when my mother died" she said.
'Of course don't remember her-T
,nly remember Linda. I was shy. my
'athcr was a professor. we we're too
Door to have very much social life. l
lived in books, lived In my fathers
'habby little study really; never had
N intimate girl friend! Linda was
liways good--angekcally good--taik-
NJ Of the Armenian sufferers. and OF
he outrages IN the Congo. and Of the
'oor IN New York's lower East side
he never cared that we we're poor.
md that we hadn't clothes"
Il know known" Richards eyes
we're smiling, as if he knew the pic.
ure, and liked II.
We'll Linda married when | was
en-, and Josephine came, and then
ulla came. still lived for books ana
abies. But, unlike Linda, I cared"
iarriet's whole face gl0wed: she
poked of Into space. and her voice
ad longing note. 81 cared for
lothes and good timesl" she said. 81
,lored the children, but dreamed
( carriages ds--glory--achieye
lents! knew that other women did
-"
(To BE coNrINuED)