The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1924-09-18

ful. but YOU don't see clearly-your
eyes aren't strong enough yet. What
you imagine TO he love is worse
thing. Gerald does not love you. He
can never marry you. He belongs to
that world at which you are looking
with blurred eyes. MYRTLE. don't VOC
want to be good?" ssA. .r-
81 want to be happy" MYRTLE re-
piled. 81 shall always be good"
SLOW do you know that?"
I Because am all good inside" she
said. 81 couldn't do any OF the things
that wicked people do"
! Christopher sat for a moment In
puzzled thought.
Z Look here" he went on, iii You
love Gerald, and Gerald doesn't love
you, and you are content with the
pretense of his love, and you go on low
ing him, and you know that you cam
not be his wife, then you are not good
any longer" .. .-.
! She shook her head.
"There is only once in my life she
| said, "that have ever come near sin,
4 and that is when / thought Of staying
at the farm and marrying Pierre Les
champs. / love Gerald. All that I
need to be happy and good is that he
should love me-" F..
But Gerald does not love you and
never WILL" Christopher declared
i bluntly. Gerald, at the present mo-
ment, at any rate, is incapable of a
stable affection, and If he were ca
pable of it, his people would not allow
him to marry YOU"
Il do not wish him to marry me-"
she declared, with little choke in her
voice.
Perhaps not" he replied I'm that
case you should listen to me more
patiently. ] want, you to leave this
place and go to some friends of mine
in England"
what, alone?"
Alone"
She shook her head
christopher" she said, suddenly
slipping her arm through his, II think
you want to be kind to me. believe
that you are very good-perhaps You
are better than Gerald. But so long
as Gerald wants me near, shall stay.
Even If he goes about with other
people. ne thinks of me. He has told
me- so. ard he has promised to take me
to one of his supper parties this week.
i am looking forward to it more than
to anything else in the world"
Christophers face hardened.
"You will not go to one of those sup
per parties. MYRTLE" he insisted. =
would rather take you back to the
faru."
She turner her head and looked at
him. There was something In her eyes
from which he misunderstanding very
much like hate.
She saw the pain in his face and she
was suddenly remorseful. She chung
to his arm again. Her cheek almost
touched his.
christopher = dear Christopher"
she pleaded. 81 did not mean to hurt
you. l know how good you are, but
just think how wonderful II would be
for me to go with Gerald, to meet other
girls. to laugh and talk, to sit by his
side, his guest, to dance, perhaps-oh,
IL would be paradise. Everybody else
goes to parties, Christopher"
Il will take you to the opera" he
promised.
Her eyes glowed.
"It would be wonderful" she muir
INJURED. but you must not prevent my
going to the party"
MYRTLE" he pointed out, "the young
women whom you would meet there
are not At for you to know"
But what harm can they do mef'
she persisted. 81 know that they are
not nice. But what does IL matterl
Gerald will take care of me-"
Christopher rose to his feet. There
was a certain hopelessness about his
task that he was slowly beginning to
realize.
Come" he said. cit is time we went
back"
She took his arm as they scrambled
down into the road.
You are not cross with me. Christie
pherY she ventured, q little timidly.
"You look so gloomy-even a little
miserable" she went on, clinging to
his arm and looking up into his face.
II am very great trouble to you. I
fear. Are you not sorry that you ever
brought me away?"
81 am not sorry yet, MYRTLE" he an
answered. II only hope that / never
may be-"
Her mood suddenly changed She
laughed gayly.
"Oh. la, la" she cried. 'If you look
30 glum shall sing and dance to you,
here in the road, as we do at festival
time. Gerald says that I must have
dancing lessons. He is going TO send
| me TO woman here"
She pirouetted lightly on one foot,
n miracle of bnoyancy and grace. Then
she went suddenly rigid, took her place
by his side and clutched at his arm.
An automobile whizzed past them, on