The Glenwood post., 1924-11-13

he said, is happiness. christopher
has explained to you about this post In
England?"
"Yes," she answered.
You will like it7"
Nor
But you must be happy, MYRTLE. We
want you to be happy" Gerald de-
clared
"1f you want me to be happy" she
whispered, II shall always be happy
because 1t is you-you-"
Gerald, moment ago, had been full
of good intentions, of good advice
MYRTLE leaned toward him. Her slim
body, sweet but throbbing with eager.
ness, prayed for his embrace. Her left
arm stole out toward his shoulder, a
though to turn his head.
"Geraldl" she whispered.
"Myrtilel' he begged. "you must
not"
Then all Gerald's good resolutions
crumbled for the moment. Her lips
were pressed to his, warm and sweet,
passionate with the fervor which comes
from the soul alone. which takes no
count of lesser things than the heaven
where. to the innocent, love only
dwells. She rested in his arms, tumul-
tuously happy. Somewhere in the field
below was a bonfire Of fallen pine
boughs, and for years afterward the
smell Of burning wood, fragrant and
aromatic, brought back to Gerald the
memory Of those few seconds. There
was fash of lights below from an ap-
preaching automobile. Gerald drew
away. pale and a little remorseful.
Myrtile's face was like the face of q
child who has seen Heaven.
I'VE must get on" he said hoarsely.
She lay back in her place without
moving until they began the last de-
scent into the town.
Nay come to your party tonight,
Gerald-nowT' she whispered.
moi"
Shs laughed quietly to herself. There
was no longer any shadow Of disap-
pointmsnt In her face.
"But you are very foolish" she ~
n,onstrated How can you think that
It would not be well for me to be
where you aref Bssidss. I want you to
dance With me There are very beauti-
full young ladies who come to your par
ties Christopher showed me some of
them at the opera."
There is not one Of them 70 beauti.
ful ~ you," he declared.
She smiled happily.
asked. ...,
II shall think 20 all the time-and /
shall miss you horribly" he assured
her.
"Perhaps you will. perhaps you will
not" she replied automatically. you
must put me down here. This is my
corner"
She jumped lightly down, with only
4 touch Of his fingers for farewell. Ger
aid. although he had set a stern face
against the rush Of ideas and anticipa-
tions which were crowding into his
brain, felt little pang of disappoint-
ment as she left him without further
protest. He would never have allowed
her to come, he told himself, as he
drove slowly of. Yet at that moment
he had vision. He escaped taxicab
by few inches.
MYRTLE waited until Gerald was out
Of sight. Then she crossed the square.
walked few steps along the Rue de
Paris, paused before the curtained door
Of Madame IGNORES little establish
ment, and pushed 1t open. Madame
Lenore herself came forward. There
was something sinister, though not un-
In the smile with which she
greeted her visitor.
what can / do for mademoiselle?"
she inquired.
"Can have the clothes for the eve
ming which you showed me when l first
came here?' MYRTLE asked, little anx-
iously.
"But certainly, mademoiselle," the
Frenchwoman answered graciously.
"Mademoiselle desires them for this
evening?"
~ want to wear them tonight" was
the happy reply.
"There are some other things made
moiselle will require" madame said,
thoughtfully, "and it will be necessary
for mademoiselle to have the cOifYeur.
Mademoiselle will place herself in my
hands for the evening? will promise
that there is not girl in Monte Carlo
who will be half so beautiful"
81 want to look as nice as 1t is posi-
BILE for me to look" MYRTLE confided.
II will do just as you say, madame"
rs 1t party which mademoiselle
desires to attend?'
"a supper party" Myrtle replied. ut
Is at half-past eleven"
"At the Hotel de PARISH"