The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-04-06
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AtteF eight years Of married
MARK SABRE discovers that no
had clt himself off from human
sympathy and appreciation. HIS
prosaic and snobbish wife,
MABEL! fails to understand his
poetic temperament. AT the firm
o. Fortune, East and Sabre,
school and church outfatters,
Sabre fs undermined by jeal.
onsy and q partnership. once
promised to him, is promised to
an associate,
TWYN1NG. Suddenly one who I'M
defstands him returns to his
life. This is
MONA, an old sweetheart, now the
vito OF tic dashing LORD Tybar.
Sabre learns that she is unhappy
Win Tybar and Mona tells him
that she chose wrong: ~ ought
70 have married you, Marko. 2
The breach between Mabel and
Sabre widens. Then Sabre
learns that Twyning has become
q partner.
co ON WITH THE STORY
II
Sabre remained standing at his
desk. He had q tiny ball OF paper
In his hand and he rolled 1t round
between his finger and thumb,
round and round and round and
found-ln his mind was a recol-
faction: "You have struck your
tents and are upon the march"
He thought, "Fhis has been COM
ing q long tlme-It's my way OF
looking at things has done this.
I'm getting so I've got nowhere to
turn. It's no good pretending l
don't feel this. l fec! 1t most
frfghtfully-It was rottenl ydone.
Behind my back. Plotted against
me. or they wouldn't have sprung
II on me like that. This frtghtful
feeling OF being alone In the place.
More empty at homeland nov
there's this. And I've got to gu
back to that.-You have struck
your tents and are upon the
Iiarchi-Yes. Yes.
He suddenly recollected Nona's
letter. He took It from his pocket
and opened It; and the second
event was discharged upon him.
She wrote from their town
house:
Mario, take me away-Nona.'
His emotions leapt to her with
most terrible violence. He felt his
heart leap. against his breast as
though, engine OF his tumult, 1t
would burst It's bonds and to her.
He struck his hand upon the desk.
He said aloud. yes! Vest" He
remembered his words. III you
ever feel you can't bear it, tell me.
Tell me-"
He began to write plans to her.
Hc would come to London tomor-
row-Shc could come to the sta
ton u she could; IL not, he would
be at the Great Western Hote,.
she would telephone to him there
and they could arrange to meet
and discuss what they should do
He would like 20 go away with
her directly they met, but there
were certain things TO e to. He
wrote, But l can only take you"
His pen stopped. Familiar
words. He repeated them to him.
self, and Their o~nclusion and their
circumstance appeared and stood,
as with o sword, across the pas
sagc OF his thoughts. "But / can
only lead you downwards. can
NOT lead you upwards"
AS with a sword
He sat back In his chair and
gazed upon this armed Intruder
70 give lt battle.
III
The morning passed and the at-
ternonn while still he sat, no more
moving than to sink lower In his
saatsassthe hattie Joined and as he
most dfeadfIJCy suffered In It's
most dreadful onsets. Toward five
O'clock he put out his hand with
out moving hts position and draw
awafdsS b m the latter ia fsd he;
gun. The action was as that OF
one utterly undone, He very SLOW.
" tore Il across, and then across