Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1922-07-03
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GIT CAN'T he that I am in Devon.
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conversation can be. You seem to re.
mind me no much Of things which I
have kent locked away inst because
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he answered, smiling. You will real.
ise It when you turn ont 81 nv ave.
nue. and face the hills. You zee. you've
dropped down from the fairyisnd OF
up over to the nesting place of the
owls and the gulls."
Nine hundred feet" she murmured.
Thank heavens for my forty horse.
power engine!
Il want to see the sea break against
your rocks" she went on, as she took
the cigarette which he passed her.
There used to be a little path through
your plantation to q place where you
look sheer down. Don't you remember,
sou took me there the first time came
to see you, in August, and I have never
forgotten It,"
He rang the bell for her coat. The
night, though windy and dark, was
warm. Stars shone out from unex.
pccted places. pencil-like streaks Of
inky black clouds stretched menacingly
across the sky. The wind came down
from the moors above with a dull boom
which seemed echoed by the waves
beating against the giant rocks. The
heads Of the bare trees among which
that. and the few remaining leaves
rustled In vain resistance, or, yielding
to the irresistible gusts, sailed for a
moment toward the skies, to be dashed
down Into the ever.srowinx carpet. The
PAIN Was narrow ana tney walked In
nnsie me- out az tne oena ne drew
SIDE and guiding her with his hngers
the little circular space where rustic
seats had oeen placed, and leaned over
a gray stone wall:
Ihere was nothing OF the midsum'
mer cnarm ABOUT the scene tonight.
Sneer Deiow tnem tne sea, driven oy
tide and wind, rushed upon the huge
masses OF rock o. oeat direct upon the
cave 'indented Gins. The spray leaped
high into the air. to be caught up by
the. wind in whirlpools. little ghostly
fecks. luminous one moment and gone
forever the next. far sway aeross inc
pitchy waters they. could see at regular
intervals a line OF white where the
breaker: came rushing In, here and
there the agitated lights OF passing
steamers opposite, the twin flares on
the Welsh coast, and every sixty sec.
onds the swinging white illumination
from the Lynmouth Lighthouse, shin
ing up from oehind the neadinnd. Jane
slipped one hand through his arm and
$1,000 there' oreath'ess' saptuFous'S
"a.em'u'' ..
This Is WONDERFUL sne murmured.
1T Is the one thing we have always
lacked Mt Woolhanger. we get the
booming OF the wind-wonderfui 1t Is,
too. like the hollow thunder, OF guns
or the quick passing OF an Underground
army-but we miss this. feel, some.
how, as though knew now why II
tears past US, unrooting the very trees
sea. What a meeting"
Her hand tightened upon his arm as
sreat wave broke direct upon the cliff
below and a torrent Of wind, rushing
through the trees and downward,
cnupIt the spray and scattered Il
around them and high over their heads,
1--WE humans," he WHISPERED, ''are
tsu,ht omr lesson.
Hno We need it?" sh. asked. with
.,sd.. aor.arsss "Do vo, believe that
Seesnss n some mysterious power imposes
- restrn;nt ' mnon ma the passion isn't
there ali the whiier'
She was suddenly in hi. arms, th.
Jortn.s. thick and soft as a mantle,
Hn;n hs snw ,hs anrnisbcd bonnines,
" y r. 10 svss % a. thew closed beneath his
Ii,ses. II ".I @''' 90 '
A'aees' d,
| Zone moment out OF life,' she fal'
tered, zone moment
beneath them. but she had drawn away.
she struggled for breath. Then once
more her hand was thrust through his
arm. He knew 10 we'll that his hour
was over and he submitted.
"Rack. please" she WHISPERED,
"back through the eplantation-quietly." "
An almost supernatural instinct di.
v,ned and acceded to her desire for 81.
ience 80 they walked slowly back
foward the long, low house whose
Seint ivhts Nickered through the trees.
| She leaned q little upon him, the hand
| which she had passed through his arm
was clasped In his. Only the wind
spoke. When at last they were on the
terrace, she drew a long breath.
Dear friend" she said softly, "see
how I trust you. leave in your keep.
Ing the most precious few minutes Of
my life"
"rhi. q, n he the end. then?" he
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