The Washington times., 1924-02-16

eyes. He said, pressing her fin.
gers: "Chickie, happy?"
"Yes--I am now"
"And you will be-from now on"
CHAPTER LXIH.
Entanglements.
you haven't changed. Barry?"
"Chickie-"
She glanced upward, and finding
: his eyes reaching down to hers It
seemed so glorious that they
should have that warm look for
her. she wondered how she had
been sad. The weight in her
heart hghtened. 1t melted. She
was carried along in a song.
Only that he was here-only that
he looked at her and was glad.
They went to lunch. For a long
while she only wanted to hear
him say he'd missed her; 1t was
awful being so far away; he'd not
go again unless she came along.
Then to have his face flush as he
whispered how pretty she was.
She would have listened to this
for hours.
Almost grudgingly she asked,
We'll, a free trip to New York.
That's about ALL"
"Oh! Nothing else? Then you
didn't get? It's not settled? But,
why"
ut win be. Now don't get
panic-stricken. Listen-they can't
stall the thing forever. 1t was all
cooked when Moore wired, They
were to run line Of steamers to
the coast. That would have made
1t great for me. I'd get a salary
and q fee for every case that came
up. But the hackers got cold feet
because the shipping has taken a
slump. That can't last very long,
you know. Things are picking up
right now. I'll get the job all
right, but thereW be nothing to it
till they open the coast line"
He dashed into 1t GREATNESS, a
white, anxious look on his mouth.
She clasped' her hands tightly,
lowered her eyes. She said moth
ing.
He leaned toward her obviously.
"Chickie, nsten-there are other
things. Lord, you don't suppose
I'll have to grub along like this
very much longer, do your"
When she couldn't answer be-
cause Of a parched ache in her
throat, he said resentfully: you
think 1 don't care, Chickie? You
think it's my fault?"
"No-oh, no-but how long may
1t be, Barry?"
He reached across the table and
forced her eyes to his. Their fer
vor startled her. "Chickie-how
long-ask-well-"
"You mean-?" She began to
smile.
Eyes! I've said it enough. You
ought to know by this timei"
And because his forehead red.
dened, a flush that was pain and
rapture went stealing softly
through her thought. She laughed:
Perhaps he loves me?"
Perhaps he does" a
In this way, without either Of
them being aware, they drew
themselves in a thousand eager
ties. Their separation but quick
ened and intensified the bond be-
Tween Iu6u1.
She was surprised because of
the peace that came upon her.
She spoke of it that night when
they drove out along the Embar-
cadero, parking in the dark quiet
of Fisherman's wharf. Small
boats, hundreds of them, lay along
the pier. A man, looking like a
gnome, appeared and disappeared.
But on the bay was a vast,
hushed tranquility; vessels NOV
ing in silence, opening the waters
with odd, golden lights; clouds
sweeping over the far hills rhyth.
mically in mighty elemental
symphony.
! She leaned against his shout
der, her eyes wet. Barry, now
l don't feel troubled. Isn't that
stranger"
He pressed her hands. She
went on in a dreamy languor:
"Why do you think it is? Just
because you're here again."
Maybe. Or it might be be.
cause here we seem removed from
the world. We're alone and only
hills and water about. We only
need to think of ourselves and
this beauty. If it were like this
always, you would never be trou-
bled."
II wish we could shut the
world out then! Just the two
of u.s."
1--WE can"
She laughed: What a big wall
Of love we'd have to build"
mot so big. Chickie-but brave.
And that's what we have to do.
Because otherwise 1t will be a
wall of reproaches and resent
ments against each other. No
love can cut through that. If
you let yourself be pressed down;
If you keep thinking that we've
hurt each other-well-you can
see what will happen. Lord, we
don't want that"
She chung to him. "No-oh,
I could never bear that-you
won't let that happen? You keep
me from that. will you, Barry?"
He kissed her. She put up her
hand and felt his eyes wet. a
trembling JOY stirred in her heart.
She. was the eternal woman jus.
titled in her giving because the
man was faithful. His love was
a sacrament that cleared her mind
of the. long heritage Of reluctance.
1t championed the freedom she
had snatched and that her thought