Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1922-02-10
By
KATHLEEN
NORRIS

dressed the envelope. Don't rea
that name out loud" she said. soft
| but very slowly and distinctly. to III
= girl nj the desk. She put gold piec
down on the note. Keep the chang,
and for Gods sake get that 10 tll
Harvard sailing from Dock 67. befor
eleven :" she said.
The girl looked M In surprise: bu
rose Immediately 10 tie occasion
Clerry'S beauty her agOnlzed eyei
and voice, were enough to awaken hel
sense of the dramatic. A sharp raj
"f the clerks pencil summoned a boy
George there's dollar In that foI
You If You deliver il before eleven I,
the Harvard said she. The DO,
seized u, stuck II In his hat. and fed
And now for the boatw Cherr,
SAID reJoining Martin, and speaking
In almost her natural voice. The,
went back 10 the Sausalito ferry en-
trance again, and this time teIephoned
AIN In real earnest, and presently
round themselves on the upper deck OF
the boat, bound for the valley.
Until now, and In occasional PUSHES
OF terror still, she had been absorbed
IN the hldeous necessity of deceiving
OF covering ner own traces, OF antici
patlng and closing possible avenues
OF betrayal. But now Cherry begar
10 breathe more easily, and to fee
rising about her, like tide. the half.
Forgotten consciousness of her rela.
tlonshp with this man In the boldly
checked suit who was sitting beside
her She had thought to escape tbe
necessity of telling him that she was
not willing to return to him; she had
peeh wrapped in dreams so great and |
so wonderful that the thought of his
anger and resentment had been MS moth
ing TO her. But she had that to face
now.
one had 1t to face Immediately. too
she knew that every nour of nost
ponement would cost her fresh b1mul
atoms and difficulties, and as the boat
smoothly past the island thai
roughly marked the halfway point
she gathered all her forces for the
lriai. The one distinct impression she
had from Martin was the appallina
'ne that he did not dream that she
lau decided to sever their union com
1letely and finally.
Wen, how's the valley? Bore Won
o death? he interrupted the flow ot
lis own topic TO ask carelessly.
On, no, Martini she quivered. 81
Il love 1t therel l always loved itv |
'AiiX is fine girl--sne's a nice
ILL.,, Martin conceded. but | cant
0 Peter He may be all right. all
lat iah-di-dah and Omar Khayyam
nd Browning stuff may be all right
ut | don't get it'll" And he yawned
in the sunshine.
After few seconds he gave Cher.
an oblique glance, expecting he,
sentiment. But she was thinking to,
'epiy even to have heard him. Her
md was working as desperately A.
Gagged animal, her thoughts c;rclino ,
trying windows, walls and
'ors in the prison in which she
und herself. mad for escape.
She blamed herself bitterly now for
owing him, in the surprise and faa,
felt, in the shock of their mex.
cted meeting, to arrange this do
sic and apparently reconciled re.
IN to the valley house. Bur If was
late now Too late for anvtbino
bald and brave and crueI boIf
nr that should, at any cost, supde,
IN.
lmck upon the thought came an
Ier: what should she and Pete, nIon
w For t. suppose that their lives
re TO be saided back into tba old
efui charnel by this mere mis-
nee was prepoSterous. Within :,
days their interrupted trim mus,
resumed, perhaps tomorrow-nar yer
IS this very night they would man. !
1t successfully. Meanwhile nm. ste
she could see Peter alone. There tina
Martin to deal with, Martin who
leaning forward. vaingloriouslv re- I
ag 10 her long speeches he had IN
lie 10 this superior or that
GRO BE coNTINUEpl P