The Washington times., 1924-02-12
Continued from Yesterday.

COnClnue0 from YeDCeruay.
Too late now-hor thought
stopped ut that. seized 1t. That
was what he said. He cared too
much. lie couldn't let it end.
"You don't want me to go,
Chickie. oh--look up, say it.
After all we've felt? After all
we've told each other"
A trembling caught her. A
sudden, piercing light seemed
running through her mind, touch
ing on all these words, these mo-
ments of shivering ..gladness;
these promises, bringing them to
! her alive and glowing. Bringing
him near. repeating them.
Oh-as though he had forgot
ten! AS though four days could
put 1t from him. And he would
run away now and never think
again
Slowly, as one waking from q
dream Of torture, she said: TITS
not true. He inst going"
Telling herself this she became
lucid. She thought of Janina's
letter and grew hot with shame.
: What did Janina know of Bar
rvs thoughts; of the pleading
eagerness in his eyes? What did
she know Of all these million
threads that bound the two Of
Them together?
But she had allowed Janina to
crush her: to throw bitter doubt
on him. He had gone from her,
but no sooner had the echoes Of
his steps vanished than her hope
rose nightly, insisting. Hell
come back!' Now at a hooking
sentence from Janina she had
accepted his faithlessness; had
seen him rushing off to New
York; to gaiety and lila Moore.
She took out the letter and
read it coldly. But even in this
arrogant return of confidence
kept creeping q little restless
fear. Why should she write this?
Janina wasn't vicious, Janina
rarely lied. If she had met Tufts
and he had said this
It began again, stealing over
her in these sickening, remorse-
less waves. He was gone. She
had sent him.
When she said to herself,
"Gone," it was as though a hand
pulled her under black, struggling
waters, held her there.
She fought back as one against
drowning. She struggled against
these doubts. And suddenly q plan
shaped itself. She turned and
walked swiftly to the station.
With action, an odd strength
came to her. The thing she was
to do now seemed clear, inevi-
table. Hope whispered: yes!
OF course! He expects this! He's
waiting for It,"
She would ring him up; tell him
quietly, Don't go, Barry. You
don't need to. Come here"
In a flame She went into the
station, put in her cultivated.
Now her heart knocked with fear;
now 1t warmed with hope. She
held herself blank ana trembling,
putting down this burning su-
spense.
The bell tangled. She sprang to
her feet, took the hook down
slowly. To the girls impatient
l-hello-hello," she answer
ed, shaking: "Mr. Dunno,
please?" 80,
Her thought collapsed at the
crisp rejoinder, "Gone for the
day! Only a whisper came to
her throat. The silence appalled,
her. She managed family: wait
wait a moment"
"Yes-well-"
''Will he be in tomorrow"
Just a moment" Now the girl
had covered the mouthpiece, but
her loud Nell, is Dunno coming
back? Has he left yet? Dame
wants to know" came roughly
against Chickie's ears.
The girl said: Call again at
4, win you? I'm not just sure
when he is to leave"
Chickie said blindly: You
mean for New York;"
An abrupt: Eyes. Mr.. Tufts
will be in at 4. He can tell YOU"
She sat down on the bench, an
icy stiffness in her mind-a cold,
hushed faintness all about her.
She sat there limp, motionless IN
an absence Of feeling, only this
clammy weight pressing at her
heart.