Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-04-15

him.
WHITE NIGHT-AND DAYLIGHT
"Je ne tai jamais dit cstte chose
Lorsque Je t'apercus, pour 10 premiere
fois,
Je pris peine garde q toL
you're not?" These were the
| two words he uttered; behind
| them the volume of all he felt. Stili
he swayed on that plane beyond the
| the actual All he could say again
you're not?"
He took no step forward as he
said it. He did not move an arm.
Both hands were now clenched at his
sides. Only he widened and turned
morp directly upon her his eyes; his
bright, quickly moving, uncertain
colOred eyes that had so often held
| so many faces in their regard.
That held her now. Held her sure
| Iy as u close embrace, SO that again
| she caught n sudden breath. She
drew backward. She moved her lips
| as If to say Don't" No sound
came from them.
But it was no longer the face of
| dreaming sleep that she turned
upon him. 1t was the face of one
who forces back rapture with in
| Credulity.
He, exultantly, "You aren't mar
ried.'
1 mo"
"You were engaged to be married,
| though, all that time ago. L re-
member. You were engaged"
Yes, I was"
You aren't any more!"
NO" Then she lifted the head
on which the last of the sunset riot
ed and ran: Why. Why do you
. ask" A thrill of defiance in her
| voice.
Only that look of his answered
her. More clearly than any spoken
| syllables it declared You're NINE"
All. wild, elliptical moments
when nothing is said, when every
thing is happening! At such mo-
ments the lives of mortals, their
points of-view. their Fate itself
changes, transforms, transmutes
even as d-shapes before the
breeze of shutdown.
But Immediately before the mans
kfndling eyes the girls face altered
| also. All gently but surely it as
sumed the look of Everyday, the
Quietly. protestingly, Ethel John
stone spoke. You know, we can't
go on like this"
With his eyes fastened upon her,
striving to call back her other look
of a moment before, Archie Lave
rock muttered feverently, why not
-"
She looked away: shook her head
I'VE can't go on like this. People
we'll! can't" she repeated very low,
Please"
Low-voiced and in leash, but how
eager he muttered. Il see no earth
ly reason why not. Look here. I've
got miles to say to you--"
mot now"
Yes! Now" he persisted, still in
that throaty whisper which lover
would use in the desert with no ear
but that of the beloved within
miles. Is it the dread of eavesdrop-
ping Fate? Or that, half-muted.
Loves accent gains mastery?
Never poster was (Archie
knew the golden rule. He must
stick to that. But found him
self Fostering,
Please, he urged. ooh. l say,
Across that lovers whisper cut
the sound of u voice, strident
authoritative feminine voice, calling
outside, calling across the little
Loeb.
Miss Johnstone." (Crescendo):
Miss Johnstonei"
The girl pulled herself together
and turned like O cat. Consterna-
ton, amusement. wrath and relief
ran up their Signals in her face.
Good Heavens" she cried out. 81
Miss Johnstone."
She dashed out of the stable, flew
across the yard; with whisk of
brown skirt above neat stockings
she was over the fence into the frat
OF the two fields that separated the
lodge from the castle.
archie Laverotk stood at the
stable door: the last flash OF her
1harlgold- flaming hair in his eyes
ana IN his cars her hastily uttered.
night" Nooo-
A night sleepless enough was he
lore the young man.
Between the fine woven, soft
washed Highland sheets younp
Laverock, chauffeur to the Castle
farty. lay restless through hours NJ
he had not SO sleeplessly tossed
since he had been Captain a. T.
L1averock. with the nature OF bis
wounds, his temperature ana Other
Iecoros written on a square Of
caropoard hung above his cot in
mat spacious corniced drawinn
room that became q ground aonSn
hospital ward. ooi
hospital memories! How thew
came back to him now,
IaIi WINDOWS, looking out On Tho
sIuare ana the London plane treas
W. ~"ose soot-blaekened trunks, patch.
.,aa, WIN mgnt color where bark had
p.seu on make them look as If
lOr, SO he'd fancied. lyine. tho ss'
staring out.) Lines OF cots Dr.
paneied screens. Matron's wstchf',i
aproned nurses. ei'eo'
Her figure.
Clearly as he'd seen har twa.a. =
tne stables few hours apo ~ an
saw her as she'd looked If, her INV Uw
amiIorm. The Red Cross. ct,rxtrn
rae Her young breast. Her heels
renected downward in the noiishaJ
~ as sne stepped UP to his cot.
He remembered her a..
had islng tone, the first time that shs
la ., ever spoken TO him. as she
,avs, ms basket OF peaches and thesa
c 1sue,s roses have been sent m Tor
\ esrd Laverock. I expect there
in oa ~. somewhere: l didn't iooL
shall IY'' locker here,
Thank you, Nurse-.
(Like that
Then sarna A.,