The Glenwood post., 1924-09-18
Chapter vi

MYRTLE was suddenly tired. She
seated herself upon the trunk Of a tree
and Christopher followed her example.
Below them stretched the motley pan
Drama of Monte Carlo, the wide bay
and the glittering sea.
do you know" she said, "that /
have not seen Monsieur Gerald for
three days7"
HE has been busy" Christopher an
swered shortly. "He plays golf and
tennis every DAY. Then his father and
sister take up good deal of his time
you always find time to come and
see me every morning" she said. "Be.
sides-it was not his sister with WHOM
l saw him motoring yesterday"
christopher braced himself for an
effort.
MYRTLE" he begun, you know that
l am fond of YOU"
you have been very kind" she an.
swered listlessly.
Because l want to be kind. l am
going to say things that may sound
harsh" he went on. You are very
foolish girl to waste your time think
Ing and dreaming of Gerald. You
should only let your thoughts dwell
upon one man continually when there
Is some chance in the end that that
man may become your husband"
Her nstlessness passed. She settled
down to the subject seriously.
But, Monsieur Christopher"
Christopher leaned over and laid his
hand upon hers.
MYRTLE dear, will you listen to meY
he begged. "Look at me for mo-
ment. I am twenty-six years old.
have lived In cities as well as the
country. In London I am what you
call an avocnt have to use my
brains every day, have to understand
my fellow creatures. Will you get that
into your head?"
'It is not difficult" she assured him
with a little smile. II think you are
very clever, and you know many
many things"
"And as for you, MYRTLE" Christie
pher went on; when one thinks OF
your upbringing, 1t is amazing to real
ize how much you have read, how
much you know. But listen to me
Nothing that one reads can teach opt
what life Is like. You spent man,
hours wondering what was at the ent
of the road. You think now. because
you have passed over the hill, that yc'
are there. My dear, you are not evel
at the beginning of the way"
She plucked some grasses ant
twined them round her fingers.
"Go on" she whispered.
.What you see here is not life.
is not even n very wonderful refiectio
of 1t. Mostly 1t is a little company @
pleasure seekers, come to cast asld
for a time the serious side Of life an
gamble with their pleasures as the
do with their money"
but some must be In earnest" My
tile protested.
"One of them who is not In earnes
Is Gerald, and tell you SO, althoug
Gerald Is my friend" christopher salt
"He is here to amfuse himself, and h
would prefer to amuse himself witt
out giving anyone else pain. If that
impossible, however. he is sufficient
feckleSb not u cOuut thc SoSs "hSA
the other person is concerned"
She drew little away.
ssThat does not sound like II
speech of friend" she reminded hi
reproachfully.
"But can assure that I am h
friend. although candid one" Chri
topher declared. "All that ! have ~
= to you, have said to him, and gre
deal more. You will let me finishT'
She made no reply. Her eyes We
nxsd upon the exact spot where .
go seemed to melt into the clout
The grace Of her slim body 70
beauty svsn to the hunch Of n
shouldsrs.
sYou ~ IKE child who has be
let oct Of I dark ROOM" Christcpll
went a. ''Evsfything seems beau
full bat xee don't - eleaslyIzo