The Washington times., 1922-12-27

morrow you and -" She broke
off. feeling hts arms relax little.
"Why. what 10 it," she asked. ap-
prehensively.
He shook his head.
"Nothing-what were you going
to say?"
But In his heart was all the sor-
row Of the world. Tomorrow!
Who knew that there would be a
tomorrow for him-with her, at all
events?
Passionate words rose to his lips,
but he dared not utter them. He
just held her and kissed her-her
hair and her eyes and the hands
that chung to him so tremblingly.
The sound of voices in the gar
den beyond reused them - Mr..
Harding's voice and Geoffry Fos-
ter's--and Anne gave a little sti-
fled cry.
"Oh, don't want them to see
me -"
The Fortune Hunter put his arm
round her and drew her a little
further down the road. where
thicker trees made q heavy shadow
and they heard Foster say good
night and walk away in the oppo-
site direction.
Anne spoke then. John! To-
morrow-will 1t be-like all the
othersA-I mean-if, only we could
always be happy-as we are now
He answered her agitatedly.
IT'S always been my fault
never yours! But II things have
gone wrong. Anne. it's not because
I don't love you-always remem-
ber that. Whatever happens
/ love you love you"'
She held back from him. trying
to. see his eyes.
why do you talk like that?
You sound-you sound as IL you
were going away-John""
II shall never 60 away-unless
you send me-"
She gave little sigh Of relief.
Then it will be never" she said.
They were silent for a time, then
she laughed softly.
John. do you think everyone
who loves someone else quarrels
and makes it up again, like we
do?"
II don't know"
She put her face up to his and
kissed him softly.
Il hate qparreling with you
and yet-we don't really quarrel.
DO we?" There was a puzzled note
in her voice. 1T seems as if-as
II things just 60 wrong-without
any reason"
Without any reason! Her fond
words seemed to mock him.
She went on softly. Before
you came home used to think
how nice would always be to you
Il used to think Of all the things
I would do for you--to make-you
happy"
Anne -" He tried to stop
her; it was almost more than he
could bear.
But I'm afraid 1 haven't been
very nice" she went on, signing.
Sometimes I've said cruel things
to you, John -" -
They were. only what I de-
served"
81 ought to have trusted YOU
/ ought 10 have waited for you to
eaplain--I wish now. oh. 1 wish I
hadr'
The Fortune Hunter could not
answer. and she said again: Some.
times you've looked SO unhappy
it's almost broken my heart -"
"Oh, my darling -"
She was heaping Goals of fire on
his head. His very soul was full
Of shame, knowing his own un-
worthiness. He silenced her lips
with kisses. Presently he took
her back to the house. There was
a light in the drawing room, and
through the open window they
could see Mr.. Harding sitting In
his favorite chair reading. Every
thing looked just the same as
usual, and yet the Fortune Hunter
knew that nothing was, the same.
that ne walked now in very truth
on the edge of ruination. A day
an hour--what did 1t matter? 1t
was there, irrevocably waiting for
him. Just before they went in, he
drew Anne again into his arms.
You've been happy tonight
have you been happy?" he asked
desperately. He longed to hear
her say 90 just once! 1t would be
one sweet memory to take with
him into a sunless future.
She raised herself on tiptoe and
put her arms round his neck. II
could always be happy with you