The Omaha morning bee. [volume] (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927, 1922-06-28
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Hastings followed. He stood be
side her in the roadway giar
figure IN his big motoring Goa
Violet irli = sudden insane longin
10 throw herself upon his mercy /
iell him what she had done aud wh
she had done Il lie looked 50 hii
and protecting. man who woulr
take woman and all her trouble
10 his heart aud comfort her ant
ask no questions, and yct-how ha'
he treated Ronnic. his own son, an'
the dead flower girl, his wllc,
She forced herself TO smile up a
him. II have had such lovely day
Thank YOU so much Goodbye"
She held Ter hand 10 him, but h
ignored It. Passers stared interest
eddy at them. and at the big, throb'
bling motor with its great light,
glazing through the gray evening
ike dragon eyes.
When will you meet me again"
asked Hastings. lie spoke IN the
voice OF a man who is determined
Violet felt that subteriuge would be
useless. She answered desperately
! when you like-iomorrow eve
nng?'
She wanted 10 be rid OF him. She
thought ii Martin saw them together
he would guess her plan and do his
best to thwart it,
Hastings was watching her
quietly.
Il will meet you outside Violette' S
Tomorrow evening" he said He got
back into the car and drew the
leather rug round his knees. Il do
not like leaving you here, but ii you
wish it"
K 81 do wish it, please" He drove
away without another word, and
Violet turned to cross the road; it
was nearly half past eight. She
lwondered what Martin would think.
7 As she stepped off the curb some
one touched her arm. She turned
with little start to find Leslie Mar
Tin at her elbow; his face was white
tand frownng, and there was almost
an ugly expression in his eyes be
/. fore which Violet shrank in dlsmay,
. for she knew that he must have seen
her with Ronnie's father.
Z 1t is strange how small thing
will sometimes waken love in the
sheart of a man. Sometimes it is
tear, sometimes a smile that seems
TO unlock the door of his heart and
bid the little winged figure of Love
creep in and take possession,
Hastings, mich as he had been at
,tracted by Violet Ingleby, had never
realized whittier his steps were lead
ing him until that day he drove her
down into the country, until that
moment when he heard her speak
of my Ronnie." and so with Leslie
Martin until the moment when he
saw her by the side OF another man
he had never dreamed that the SYM
pathy and pity he had felt for her
had grown into a deeper and stronger
feeling. ,.@&..
He had turned in his hurrying at
the sound of the big car coming to
a standstill at the curb outside
,Charing Cross station and he had
seen Violet distinctly in the lamp
light.
/. He had seen Hastings, too, but
he had had only eyes for the girl,
and in that moment his whole beng
had been ahame with love and
jealousy :,
! He had waited nearly half an
hour under the station clock for her
and finding she did not come had
gone a little way along the road
hoping to meet her it was while
hurryine back that Fate forced the
knowledge of his love for her upon
him.
/ Martin was an insignificant man.
His whole life was insignificant. All
the wears had been gray monptony
and hard work, and as is SO often
the case with a man who has lived
the realization OF love
for a woman seemed to come. as a
terrible upheaval.
When he came up behind Violet
as she attempted to cross the busy
street he was conscious only OF the
pain at his heart and the raging
jealousy. :, -,
! Violet forced herself to smile. She
tried to speak words OF natural greet
ing, but to her own ears her voice
sounded strained.
81 am so sorry to be late. I hope
YOU have not waited for me long.
He did not answer. He walked
by her side silently. Once he touch
ed her arm to help her through the
traffic. /
By mutual consent they entered
the small coffee shop. Violet drew
off her gloves and teamed back in her
chair with little sigh. She was
tired, agreeably tired. Leslie Martin,
watching her with jealous eyes,
thought she had never looked more |