The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1922-02-22

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You mad a, me. Mr.. ssndersr"
she asked jauntiiy.
You know I'm not
How do know liz rhs asked
innoe.ntiy. You say as little TO me
a. you can. and set away from mo
~ quick AZ you can. Yesterday. for
instance. you'd hardly say Good
morning.
Il didn't mean 10 be rnde- was
busy" Dave felt acutciy uncomfort-
ablo. I'm sorry IL l didn't seem
sociabie.-
so was Mr.. Hart busy. but he
had time 10 stop and say a pi~aran,
word The brown eyes challenged
their vis-a-via STEADILY.
The young man found nothing 20
say. lie could not explain that he
had not fingered because he was Civ.
ing Bob a chance to SEQ her alone.
nor could he tell her that he felt II
better for his peace % mind 90 keep
away from her As much as possible.
I'm not In the habit OF inviting
young men TO invite me 10 take so
da. Mr.. Sanders she went on. This
IL my firs, offcns~- never DID II
before. and I never expect To again
I. do hopo tho nrw well will
como In . good one" Tho Last sen
tence was for the benefit Of the clerk
returning with the ioc-erram-
Look. good said Dave. playing
~. -snut's showing. and you know
that's q fir~t.cfass sign
bob said It was expected In today
o. tomorrow. I asked yvu
because i've sornethina To say To
you. something think one Of your
friends ought 20 SAY. and--and I'm
going to do IT, rh. concluded In
volc. noduiaied just 20 reach him.
Tho clerk had left the glasses and
tho check. He was back at the foun.
tain polishing tho counter.
Sanders waited IN silence lie had
learned 20 let the burden OF CONVEX.
sation rest on his opponent. ana he
knew that Joyce Just now was in
that class
she heri,af.d. uncertain Of her
opening. Then. You're diSappoint-
ing your friends. Mr.. Sandcrr.- she
said lightly.
lie did not know what an effort n
ing. her hand from trembling ~ II
rested on tho onyx top OF tho table.
I'm sorry" he SAID n second time.
Perhaps It's our fault. Perhaps
wc haven't been friendly
enough Tho lifted eyes went
straight into his.
lie found an answer unexpectedly
difficult. mo man ever had more
generous friends" h. raid Mt last
brusquely. his face set hard.
Tho giri riie~od at the tense feel
Ing back OF his words.
Let's walk she replied. and he
noticed that the eyes and mouth had
softened 10 a tender anllc. Il can't
talk here. Dave"
They made a pretense Of finishing
their sodas. then walked out Of tho
town into the golden autumn sun.
light Of the foothills. Neither OF
them spoke.
The silence grew Mt last too stg-
nificant. She was driven 10 break IL.
IL suppose I'm foolish" she began
haitingiy. But had been expect
ing--ail Of us habitat when you
came home from--from Denver-ths
first time. I mean--you would be the
old Dave Sanders we all knew and
liked. We wanted our friendship 20
Ito help make up 10 you for what
you must have suffered. We didn't
think you'd hold Va off like this"
III could tell youF' He said II In
a whisper. to himself. but she just
cnught the words.
Wont you try7" she said. ever
30 gently.
lie could not EiIiy her Innocence
by telling OF the furtive whispering
that had fouied tho prison life. made
of II an experience degrading and
corrosive. lie told her. instead, OF
the extcrnals OF that existence, OF
how no had risen, dressed, eaten.
worked, exercised. and slept under
orders. lie described TO her the cells.
four by seven by seven. barred. built
In tiers, faced by narrow iron bal
comics, each containing a stool. n
chair, a shelf. n bunk. In his effort
70 show her the chasm that sep