The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1923-11-17

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showed an unbroken line, and he
found that fact a source of salts
faction. Then between the willows he
caught sight of a moving figure, and
after n glance at it, began, TO
hurry forward. A moment later, the
figure emerged from the willows and
stood on the edge of the meadow,
revealing its identity as that Of the
English girl with whom he had
walked IN the previous day.
Good morning, Miss Yardely.
You are astir early"
Helen Yardely laughed lightly. ut
IS impossible to do anything else in
this country, where it is daylight all
the time, and birds are crying half
the night. Besides we are to make
a start after breakfast"
Yes. I know; I'm going with
you"
You are going with us, Mr.. Ain
ley" There was a little note OF sur
prise in the girls tones. My uncle
has not mentioned it,"
No! 1t was only finally decided
last night; though from the begin
ming of the excursion it has been
contemplated. Sir James is making
notes of his journey which 1 am to
supplement. 1 believe he has an idea
OF bringing out a book describing the
Journey
Which you are to write, 1 sup
poser" laughed the girl.
She paused as if waiting for an
answer, then as her companion con-
tinued silent, abruptly changed the
topic. by the by. 1 see tina, your
acquaintance of other days removed
himself!'
Yes" answered Ainley. Il no.
ced that"
They had now arrived at the
tepees and as they halted, the flap
Of one was thrown aside, n Mis-
kOdeed emerged. She did not see
them s the moment she stepped in
to : open air her eyes turned to-
wal e willows where Stances
CAM -ad been. A look of sadness
CloudeI the wild beauty of her face,
and there was a poignant light in
ter eyes.
All whispered Helen Yardely.
She knows that he has gone"
The notes OF a bugle, clear and
silvery in the still air. 1oated across
the meadow at that moment, and
Gerald Ainley laughed.
The breakfast bell! We must
hurry, Miss Yardely. 1t will scarcely
DO to keep your uncle waiting"
At the end of that day her uncle
ordered the camp to be pitched on
4 little meadow backed by a somber
forest of spruce. And after the eve
aing meal, in company with Gerald
Ainley, she walked toward the tim
lber where an owl was hooting dis
nally.
Il like the wild" Helen said sud.
emily, breaking the Silence tina had
LJeen between them.
Ainley laughed. You see it in the
glanOr Of romance" he said.
Well" replied the girl quickly.
What would life be without ro-
mance?'
"A dull thing" answered Ainley,
promptly, with a sudden flash of
he eyes. Il am with you there. Miss
,ardely, but romance does not lie
n mere barbarism. for most men it
is lncarnated in a woman"
Possibly! 1 suppose the mating
instinct is the one elemental thing left
in the modern world"
1T is the one dominant thing" an
swered Alnley. with such emphasis of
conviction that the girl looked at him
in quick surprise.
Why, Mr.. Ainley. n would think
that you-that you" she hesitated.
stumbled in her speech. and did not
finish the sentence. Her companion
had risen suddenly to his feet. The
mOnocle had fallen from its place.
and he was looking down at her with
eyes that-had a strange glitter.
Yes he cried, answering her IN
finished utterance. Yes, l do know.
That is what you would say, Is it
not? I nave known since the day Sir
James sent me to the station at OF
tawa to meet you. The knowledge
was born In me as l saw you STEP
ping from the car. The one woman
my heart whispered IL in that mo-
ment, and has shouted it ever since.
Helen, L did not mean to speak yet.
but-well you see how it is with me,
Tell me 1t is not altogether hopelessl
You know what my position is; you
know that in two years
Helen Yardely rose swiftly to her
feet. Her beautiful face had paled
a little.
Well" she flushed a little, and her
tongue stumbled among the words,
you are not quite the man-that L
that 1 have thought of-for-tor@'
She broke off again, laughed a little
at Norself and then blurted confused
~: gu see all my life, from beinc
. little girl ] have worshiped
heroes"
And I am not a hero?" said Ain.
ley with a harsh laugh. mo am
just the ordinary nan doing I. or.
binary things, and my one claim. to
notice is that 1 love you! But SUP.
pose the occasion came? Suppose
L" He broke off and stood LOOKING
at her for a moment. Then he asked
Would that make no difference?"
1T might" replied the girl. the
shrinking from the inf1iction of toe
severe a blow.
: Then / live for that OCCASION
cried Ainley. And who knows? In
this wild land it may come any
houH'
AS a matter of fact h occasion
offered itself six days later-a Sun.
day. when Sir James Yardely had in,
sisted on a days rest. The various