Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-04-19

was one letted that he never posted. but
Of the existence Of which he permitted
himself to tell her Il carry IL about
with me always in my paybook 1t Is
addressed to you. II ever I get Ousted Il
will go to you. In It have said every
thing that have never said TO you but
that you know without my saying It
There'll be no harm In your hearing It
from my own hand If I'm dead. I keep
on adding to 1t. Every time we como
back TO rest add a little more. II
all could be said in three words we have
never said to one another"
And she wrote "Niarko, can read your
letter, every line Of It. I lie awake, Mar
ko. and imagine myself word by word
line by line; and word by word. line
by line, in the same words and IN tho
same lines. l answer It. SO when you
read 1t to yourself for me, read it for
yourself to me. Oh, MarkO--"
III
Early in December he wrote to Mabel
"a most extraordinary thing has
happened. I'm coming homel I've sud
denly been told that I'm of five men in
the battalion who have been selected 10
go home to an Officer Cadet battalion
for a commission. Don't jump TO the
conclusion that I'm the pride Of the
regiment or anything Ike that. It's
simply due TO two things: one that this
Is not the kind Of battalion with many
men who would think Of taking commits
sions; the other that both my platoon
officer and the captain Of my company
happen to be Old Triburians and as
I've told you, have often been rather
decent TO me. I hope to be home on the
third and | go to the Cadet battalion. at
Cambridge, on the fifth"
Nv
He made rather boisterous entry In
to the house on his arrival arriving In
the morning before breakfast He entered
the hall just after s o'clock and an
nounced himself with a loud, "Hullo
everybody" and tbumped the butt of
his rife on the floor. An enormous carsh
in the kitchen and shrek Of IT'S
the masterl heralded the tumultuous
discharge upon him OF High links and
Low links. Effie appeared from the
dining room. He was surrounded and
enthusiastically shaking hands. Hello
you Jinkses! Isn't this ripping? BY
Jove, Highland Low It's famous to
see you again. Hullo, Effie.' Just fancy
you being here How Jolly fine, eh?
Where's the Mistress? Not down yet !?
III go up. Low Jinks-Low links, I'm
dashed II you aren't cryingv'
He broke off. "Hullo, Mabeli HuIlo !
Did you get my letter? I'm coming
up"
Msoel was in a wrapper at the head
of the stairs. He ran up. I'm simply
filthy. Do you mind" he took her
hand.
She said, 'T never dreamt you'd be here
at this hour. How are you, Mark? Yes.
1 got your letter. But never expected
you till this evening. It's very annoying
that nothing is ready for you"
Just the same Mabel! But he wasn't
going to let her be the same, He had
made up his mind to that as he had come
along with eager stridges from the sta
ton.
But the three days at home were
marred by the discovery that his sus-
picion was well founded; she was bully
ing Effie. He began to notice It at once.
Effie, with whom he had anticipated a
lot Of fun, was different; not nearly so
bright; subdued; her eyes, not always,
but only by occasional flashes, sps rkling
that intense appreciation of the oddities
Of life that had so much attracted him
in her. Yes, dash it, Mabel was treating
her III rotten way. bullylng. NO IL was
not exactly bullying, it was snubbing, a
certain acid quality always present in
MabePs voice when she addressed her
that and a manner of always being what
he thought Of as 'at her"
In March he came back second lieu-
tenant; and Immediately, when In time to
come he looked back, things set in train
for that ultimate encounter with life
which was awaiting him
He went over for one visit to the office
at Tidborough. Not 80 much enthusiasm
greeted him as to encourage q second.
Twyning and Mr.. Fortune were immersed
In adapting the workshops to war work