Indiana daily times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1914-1922, 1922-04-13
PART THREE
CHAPTER U-COHtinued.
II

Sabre remained standing at his desk.
He had tiny ball OF paper IN his
hand and he rolled it round between his
finger and thumb. round and round and
round ard round In his mind
was a recollection: you have struck
your tents and are upon the march"
He thought, This has been coming
q long time It's my way OF look
ing at things has done this. I'm getting
so I've got nowhere TO turn. It's no
good pretending I don't feel this. 1 feel
1t most frightfully 1t was rot
tenly done Behind my back. Plotted
against me, or they wouldn't have sprung
1T on me like that. This frightful feeling
Of being alone in the place. More empty
at home And now there's this.
And I've got 70 go back to that
You have struck your tents and are upon
the march Yes. Yes
He suddenly recollected Nona's letter.
He took # from his pocket and opened
it; and the second event was dis
charged upon him.
She wrote from their town house:
Mako, take me away-Nona."
His emotions leapt to her with most
terrible violence. He felt his heart leap
against his breast as though, engine Of
his tumult, It would burst its bonds and
to her. He struck his hand upon the
desk He said aloud Yes, Yes" He
remembered his words. IF you ever feel
you can't bear it, tell me-Tell me-"
He began TO write plans TO her. He
would come 10 London tomorrow
She should come TO the station
II she could; If not, he would be at the
Great Western Hotel She would telephone
to him there and they could arrange to
meet and discuss what they should do
." He would like to go away with
her directly they met, but there were
certain things to see to. he wrote, But
! can only take y0u-'
His pen stopped. Familiar wordSl He
repeated them TO himself, and their con-
clusion and their circumstance appeared
and stood, as with a sword. across the
passage of his thought. But I can only
lead you dOwnwards. I cannot lead you
upwards
As with a sword
He sat back in his chair and gazed
upon his armed intruder to give It battle
The morning passed and the afternoon
while still he sat, no more moving than
to sink lower in his seat as the battle
! Joined and a he most dreadfully suffered
in its most dreadful Onsets. Towards
O'Clock he put out his hand without NOV
1 ing his Position and drew towards him
| the letter he had begun. The action was
/ as that Of one utterly undone He very
slowly tore it across, and then across
again, and so into tiniest fragments till
/ his fingers could no more fasten upon
them. He dropped his arm away and
/ opened his hand, and the white pieces
! futtered in a little cloud to the floor.
| Presently he drew himself up to the
| table and began to write. writing very
| slowly because his hand '.embled So In
hall an hour he blotted "a few lines on
/ tbs last sheet:
So, simply what 7 want to
I do is to let our step--if we take it-be
mine, not yours. We shall forget abso-
/ lutely that you ever wrote. It's as
| though 1t had never been written On
Tuesday I will write and ask you. "Shall
/ I come up TO youY So if you say Yes
/ the action viii have been entirely mine
| 1t viii start there. This hasn't hap
pened. And during these days il be
/ tween, just think like anything over what
/ I've said Honor can't have any degree,
! Mona, any more than truth can have
1 any degree: whatever else the world can
| Quibble to bits it can't partition those {:
! truth is Just truth and honor is just
/ honor. And a marriage VOW is a pledge
/ of honor, and if one breaks it one breaks
/ ones honor, never mind what the excuse
/ is. There's no conceivable way OF argu-
/ ing out of that That's what I shall ask
you to do OH Tuesday and I'm just warn
/ ing you so you shall have time to think
I beforehand
He took his pen, and steadied his
{ hand. and wrote:
And your reply. when l ask you,
whichever # is. shall bring me light into
/ darkness unutterable darkness.-M'
| He could hear the homeward move
ments about the office. IT was I me to so.
/ He wheeled his bicycle to the letter box
/ at the corner of the Precincts. As he
dropped in his letter. the evening edition
came bawling around the corner
! AUSTRIA
| DECLARES WAR
ON SERVIA
He ssoOk his head at the paper the
boy kp.d out to him and rode away.