The Arvada enterprise., 1923-12-13
CHAPTER x'll-centinusd.

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there's books about everything.
amt theref-im't there-Mr. Gael?
Why, there's books about lovin' an
sickness an about cattle an what-not.
an about women an children" She
was shirking the knowledge Of her
ease" but at last she pressed her
lips together and opened the book,
She fell to reading; growing anxiety
possessed her face: she sat down on
the nearest chair: she turned page
after page. Suddenly she gave him
look Of anger.
II amt none Of this. Mr.. Gael" she
said. smote the page. rose with dig
nifty. and returned the book.
He laughed 30 long and heartily
that she was at last forced to Join
him. "You was-you were-d0bbin'
me. wasn't your she said. signing
relief. did you know what that VOL
ume said1 It said like this-IIl read
you about it" She took the volume,
found the place and read In low tone
Of horror. he helping her with the
hard words: "'One Of the most fire.
quent forms Of phobia. common in
cases of psychic neurasthenia. Is agro-
phobia In which patients the moment
they come into an open space are op-
pressed by an exaggerated feeling OF
anxiety. They may break into a pro.
fuse perspiration and assert that they
feel as II chained to the ground :
And here, listen to this. 'batophobia,
the fear that high things will fall;
atrophobia. fear Of thunder and light
ming: pantophobia. the fear Of every
thing and everyone Well, now,
amt that too awful, An you mean
folks really get that wayr'
Their talk was for some time Of
nervous diseases. Joan's horror in
creasing.
swell. sir" said she, lead me out
an shoot me II I get anyways like
thnt! believe it's caused by all that
queer dressin' an what.not. Ifeel like
somethin' real today In this shirt an
oil. an when get through some work
I'll feel whole lot better. Don't you
say I'm one Of those nervous break
downs again. though. will your she
pleaded.
"No. won't. Joan. But don't make
one Of me, will you"
"How's that7'
"By wearing those clothes all day
and half the night. II you expect me
to teach you, you1l have to do some
thing for me. to make up for running
away. You might put on pretty things
for dinner, don't you thinkl Your
nervous system could stand thatr''
MY nervous system" drawled Joan,
and added startlingiy. for she did not
often swear. "G-df" It was an oath
Of scorn, and again Prosper laughed.
But he heard with q sort Of terror
the sound Of her "ruan's work." to
which she energetica.iy applied her.
self. II meant the return Of her
strength. Of her Independence. II
meant the shortening Of her captivity.
Before long spring would rush up the
canyon In wave Of melting SNOW.
crested with dazzling green. and the
valley would lie open to Joan. She
wond 20 unless-hnd he really failed
so utterly to touch her hearth
Was she without PASSION. this woman
with the deep. savage eyes. the lips. 80
sensuous and pure. the body 80 mngniH.
Gently made for llvingf She was not
defended by any training, she hnd no
moral standards. no nreJudlces, none Of
the Ideals" She wns. completely open
to approach, a savage. II he failed. II
wns a personal failure. Perhnps he
Ind been too subtle. too restrained.
She did not yet know. perhaps. whnt ne
desired OF her. But he wns afraid Of
rousing her hatred. which would be
fully no simple and ns savage as her
love.
That evening, after she hnd dressed
TO plense him. md sat In her chair.
tired. hut with the beautiful. Glenn
look Of outdoor wenriness on her fnce.
md tried. battling with drowsiness. to
give her mind to his reading and his
fhlk, he came 10 her and knelt down.
drawing down her hands to him. press.
Ing his forehead on them.
For moment she was stiff and still.
then. "Whnt IA II. Mr.. GnelT she asked
In frightened hnif.voice.
He felt. through her body. the slight
rccoil Of spirit. and drew awny. and
arose to his feet.
"Yoo're angryr
He laughed.
"oh. no. I'm not angry: Why shon'd
! bef rm Q superman. I'm nnde-
lets say-of aiabasteT. Women with
reat eyes end wonderful voices and
NE beauty Of broad.bro~ed nymphs
Volk10R RPaVoaS down Under forest