The Washington herald., 1922-06-01
Continued from Yesterday.
Renewed Vows.

Renewed Vows.
Jane was hardly able to believe
II when Traverse told her that
Jules Marchand was a drug addict
and that he dealt in ''dope."s
To~think-h you had not inter-
ceptsII might have permitted him
to escort me homer
He might not have taken you
home.- Traverse drew Jane into his
embrace and whispered tenderly.
You do not know. Bohemia-and
people in Marchands set, Jane
dear. But no matter what comes
between US. promise that. in JUS
tice to yourself. II with no thought
of my love for you-you will never
again trust yourself to a man you
do not know"
But how can / known"
You must learn more Of the
ways of the world, and you will not
be SO readily deceived by men OF
the type of Harry Roberts and this
cad. Another thing to remember
Is. that when a man has a bad rep
utation he's pretty apt to have
earned 1t. Once a fellows gone the
pace 1t is seldom he can be re-
formed. Women like to think they
can work miracles. It's true that
love does work miracles, but men
like that are not looking for love!
Ask the women who have sacri-
feed their lives for them-pledged
their souls. Theirs was love-love
such as only a woman can know.
But does Marchand care about his
Wife,"
Jane realized in her heart that
he was right-she had been little
salamander, a stupid little trifler,
who only happened to imagine she
could escape in matrimony.
Jane stopped short at the thought
Tomorrow was the wedding day!
Could they be married? Norman
living helpless in a hospital! And
all on account of a quarrel he had
to protect her from a man any de-
cent girl ought to have Stunned
intuitively.
I've been a little fool" Jane
sobbed. Can you ever forgive
me?'
Forgive you? 1 expect to spe-
cialIze in that-Im going to marry
your
Then you're not-not disguised
with me?"
I'm Just in love with you. that's
all 1 know" he admitted honestly.
"And-if anything ever happened to
you. little Jane, I'd think I'd
kill-the man.
Jane knew tFA he meant it. She
realized now that the night at the
Ball des Artists had, indeed, been
a near tragedy.
Nothing shall ever" Jane be-
gan tn promise. but he interrupted
quickly.
"Fhat's what we think. but then
there comes a Jealous moment,
moment when our understanding Is
not big enough. when our love is
not real enough, when"
Il know, dear-I was all wrong.
I realize now that even IL a woman
has cause for jealousy. even If she
has been deceived. as l thought 1
had been deceived-even il
'vamp' like Naramova could take
you from me-a real woman could
not soil herself by revenge It's
getting back at someone that
makes too many women cast them
SELVES away
Then We shall not hang up a
Green Village poster-Whats sauce
for the goose is sauce for the gan
DER"
NO. let's be old-fashioned and
stick to home. sweet home"
Tears were in James eyes as she
laid her cheek softly against his
and breathed in deeply the joy Of
Words could not mean much al
ter his kiss. Jane rested silent and
happy in the knowledge that she
had not lost the dearest thing In
the world by her ignorance and
folIy-she had Iisked her love
through fire. but 1t had been only
tempered-strength
There was no doubt in the hearts
of Norman and Jane that they
loved each other. Each had suf-
fered jealousy. the fear of losing.
each was more grateful for the in
applicable blessing-the thrill that
comes only once in a life with
love that cannot take two into
heaven.
Norman kissed Jane again as she
vowed.
ssT'II 1--we Won always dear and