The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1924-07-28
CHAPTER III.
Reconciliation.

"a So IS
Remuneration.
Margaret kept her head turned.
but you could tell that she was
glad. She said why did you
come. Andrew"
TT hurts no one.
.If I could think that. Andrew,
Il we were sure. She lowered
her eyes, but her hand went out
and touched his arm. Both were
silent because SO much was In
their hearts:
Margaret looked 1T the sensi-
tive profile with the full, I1oyish
mouth. A great warm pity filled.
and drew her Looking at An.
drew'a face she could forget the
world.
She thought: 'This Is our last
hour, ! have q right to this.
For 1t would be an immortal sane
tuary in her thought and to this
IN all the future years OF IOneIi.
ness she would return warming
her spirit In the sweet remembered
glow.
Now q humming bird poised on
the wild h0neysucIkle. It's gauzy
wings cleaned like emeralds. All
about them was the wanton
springtim0 flashing gold IA the
peoples and perfumes on the
breeze. Margaret said Dear
Andrew, look at that how deli.
Cate
He answered.. ATargaret: what
are you going to do with n1e?,'
Must / answer that?
Yes since you won't, listen
II cannotI never can. An
drew, would rather DIE
He turned her hand moodiIv In
his palm: yet. you saw that Won
care. Then What?''
She drew her hand quietly from
his and looked across the fields:
Then ! must tell you, Andrew
~ am going away"
You are going away? You
mean this. Margaret" He said
It in awed tones. His lips grew
very white. They sat down by
the stream, forgetting the child,
who was now creeping silently
through the vines to the water.
She crept quickly, scratching
her little hands, stopping now and
then to shake her head and blink.
But, indeed, she wasn't going to
cry. Just the same II was pretty
mean In Margaret. Al week she
promised: Saturday well go
berrying-weIl have a. whole day
OF fun" Now. right in the mid
die Of It, everything was spoiled.
That was the way whenever An
drew came. No matter what they
were doing Margaret forgot about
it and seemed SO pleased that he
was there. So he counted the
most.
Nora Lee went scuffing along
at the waters edge. Oh, what a
mean world 1t wasl She didn't
care Il the berries dropped. But
whenever the shrubs massed
thickly she was filled with terror
and ran back to make sure that
Margaret hadn't stolen away.
1t grew dark. Mists OF silver
fell like many wells about the
water. Shadows glided and re-
turned.
Then those two out there were
standing. Andrew seemed looking
at the ground for his head was
down, Margaret glanced toward
the sky, sttlI as statue.
+ But suddenly their eyes were
meeting. Andrew caught her
hand, pressed and pressed 1t.
Then his back was toward them.
He moved away. Soon the trees
were cutting him from view.
Nora Lee ran up and touched
her mothers arm. She said
eagerly, "oh, marmee! Well.
hellog'
Margaret didn't answer that.
Her fingers were like ice. She
didn't say, why, Nora Lee.
where have you been-you fright
ened me gone so long?' No--nqt
q single word but only stared
along the path that Andrew took.
The child was frightened and
asked, Mother, why are You look
ing so?"
Margaret smiled with her lips,
her eyes were filled with quiet.
How am looking?"
Don't, please. Is Andrew go
Ing off alone?
ANDREW is gone"
The dark was pressing all about
-
the trees were black and thronged
together. You could no longer
even see. the path. Margaret took
the child's hand and hurried.
Her ears were filled with sounds
Of desolation. For the first time
in her eight years Of loneliness she
did not know which way to turn.
For the first time she thought that
Life was very cruel.
Andrew would not see her view.
He said in hard, even tones: eff
this is right, Margaret, then muir.
der is right and suicide and every
destructive force we know. You
are booming me to this
You made the choice, An
dreW--''
He smiled at that: $50 / should
be bound eternaliy to the error?
Who gains because nv lie il
warped? I tell you no one Mar.
garet. NO one. Others have q
right to aid us; no one has. the
right TO slay, whether it be heart
or mind or body. II permit, this.
] am guilty as the one who holds
the knife. Should you have STAYED
TO be murdered? This is what Won
force ,on me-
And she could only answer over
ana over: But she viii NOT lar
you go-you have no cause
He had q soft, quick c6nfAmnt
Tor that: Il can forego the
towards sanction"
Yet when he was leaving he
said in the gentle way he had.
Forgive all this, Margaret. /
won't come any more and ycn
won't need to go away. II hasn't
hurt me to know how fine I,fa