Evening journal., 1922-04-12

WFouANI nc Was unth nc w. -
home again and come TO Mabel seat
ed al breakfast
Mabel looked up from her break
fast well. I DO think
This was the beginning OF II. He
felt himself digging his nails into
the palms Of his hands. I've been
up with old Mrs Perch. I was
with her when she died. It's upset
me a bit"
IT don't wonder. II you ask me.
7 think it was very extraordinary
your being there. II you ask me.
think II was very funny OF that Miss
Bright sending for you at that hour
OF the night Whyever should she
send for you OF all people?'
Il was their greatest friend
YES. I know you always liked
them. But you couldn't be OF any
use. must say I do think people
are very funny sometimes. II Miss
Bright had done the right thing, as
we are their nearest neighbors, she
would have sent and asked me II ]
could let one OF the maids go over
and be with her. Then you could
have gone up too. II you'd wished
and could have come back again.
don't think she had any right TO send
for you"
He had sat down and was about
TO pour himself out some tea He
nut down the teapot and got up.
Look here. do me favor. They're
dead. both OF them. Don't say any
thing more about them. Don't men
zion the subject again. For Gods
sake"
He went out Of the house and got
his bicycle and set out for the ofiice.
At the top Of the Green he passed
young Pinnock, the son OF PIN
noclx's stores. Some patch OF color
about young Pinnock caught his eye.
The color was a vivid red crown on
Khaki brassard on the young mans
arm. The badge Of the recruits en-
rolled under the Derby enlistment
scheme. He dismounted. 'Hullo. Pin
mock. How on earth did you get
that arnlet9 ! thought you'd been
rejected about forty times?'
Young Pinnick grinned hugely.
Don't matter II you've got both
feet in, or head and shoulders
neither. over at Chovensbury today,
Mr. Sabre. There's such a rush OF
chaps to get in before they max
conscripts OF 'em they're fair letting
anybody through"
sabre turned his front wheel TO
the Chovensbury road.
CHAPTE VIII
Life. when it takes so giant a hand
in It's puppet show as to upturn
cauldron OF world war upon the pup
pets. may be imagined biting It's
fingers in some chagrin at the lit
tie result in particular instances. As
vegetation beneath snow. so indi-
viduai development beneath univer-
raj calamity. Nature persists; In
dividual life persists.
Sabre was called up in his Derby
Class within eight weeks OF his en-
roliment--at the end OF February,
1915. He was nearly two years In
the war: but his ultimate encounter
with life awaited him. and was met
AT Penny Green. II might have
been reached precisely as II was
reached without agency OF the war
certainly without participation in It.
or the interval only those few
events ultimately mattered which
had connection with his life at home.
They seemed in the night OF the war
transient as falling stars; they prov
I'd themselves lodestars OF his des-
tiny.
He nrst went 10 France, IN one OF
The long string OF Service battalions
that had sprung out OF the Pinks, IN
fhe June following his enlistment.
Mabel had decided to get paid
companion-it was rather lonely In
some ways-and she had arranged
10 have that girl. Miss Bright"
sabre. reading her letter, exclaimed
aloud. by Jove. that's good. am
glad" And he thought, Jolly lit
tie Ehiel That's splendid" He
somehwo liked Immensely the idea
OF imagining Bright Enc about the
house. He thought. Il wish she
could have been IN long ago. wher
was there II would have made
difference. Someone between us
We used 10 work on one another''
nerves Pretty little Enel lake q
Jolly little sister"
III
He was writing regularly to Non
and regularly hearing from hel
He never could quite make out wher
she was. addressing her only 70 he
symbol IN the Field postofiice. Sh
was car driving and working yer
long hours. There was one lette
that he never posted but OF the e,
istence OF which he permitted hin
self 70 tell her. Il carry Il abot
with me always In my Pay-book.
is addressed to you. II ever I q
outed II viii 60 10 you. In Il I has
said everything that 7 have nev'
said 10 you but that you know with
out my saying Il. There'1 be 7
narm in your hearing Il from m
own hand II I'm dead keep Q
adding 70 g. Every time we con
hack into rest. add little NOR
II ali could be said in the thr'
words we have never said to one Al
other"
And she wrote. ''Marko. cs
read your letter. every line OF II.
lie awake. Marko. and imagine m
self-word by word. line by lin
ard word by word. line by line.
the same words and in the san
lines. / answer IT, so when you re-
II 70 yourself for me. read It Z
yourself to me. oh. Mako"
III
Early IN December he wrote
Mabel:
"A most extraordinary thing h