The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1925-10-13
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PETER Ll lEk mas lOSt ms niclH-
! DRY from shell shock in France. Up
on returning to London he fails to
/ recognize
NAN MARRABY, the girl to whom
he became engaged before he went
| away. Nah, brokcn-heartcd. re-
turns to her home to care for her
three mothcrlcss stcpbrothers. She
a., has seen Peter often since he came
to stay With
JOHN ARNOTT at the home Of
Arnott's widowed sister. near the
Marraby estate, but Peter has failed
to show any signs of recognition.
Driven to desperation by Peters APP
financial difficulties, Nan agrees to
marry
HARLEY SEXTON. money lender,
who has told her that Peter is also
| in his debt. Through chance Peter
learns the true state of affairs and
conspircs with -....
JOAN ENDICOTT. who is visiting
Nan, to find out why she is marry
| ing Seton. One Of the boys is car
rying a note from Joan to Peter,
when he is intercepted by Seton.
| He shows his dislike Of the boy by
starting to shake him and discov-
! crs the note.
Nan rushcs to the boys aid and
gives battle to the bully. Peter has
| also heard the cries and joins the
group Sefton's tongue brings a
thrashing at the hands Of Peter,
who after he has finished turns on
| his heel and walks away. Nan and
the boy return to the house. where
Joan wants to know what has hap
| pcned. .-.
NOW GO on WITH THE STORY
Nan answered mechanically:
"Mr. Seton tried to thrash Claude
and hit him.
| She laughed mirthlcssly; then
added, with sudden passion: 81 wish
| had killed him, ! should like to
have killed him."
| ''And Mr.. Lystcr came" Claudio
pipcd in. land he fought him, and
ol-it was lovely" he added with
enthusiasm.
Joan looked at Nan guilty., She
was longing to know what had be.
come Of her note, bu: she was afraid
| to ask.
Nan went on into the house, ant
Joan grabbed Claudio. o..
| "My rotc-did he have it? The
note l gave YOU
She was in despair when she heart
that Seton had got it.
She rushed after Nan into the
house.
81 wish YOU would tell me what
it's all about she said urgently. g.
did Mr.. Seton hit Claudio?
| hon !,
$50 | was. | must have been mad
! | never want to see him again"
"And-and- -Pcter Lyster?' Joar
asked hesitatingly.
Nan did not answer.
That night, when the boys were
safely in bed. and Joan was in hel
! own room writing her daily letter tt
the adorcd Tim, Nan sat down ant
looked the future squarcly fin tn.
face.
"Play-actor. The man who forgo
conveniently forgot" What a bit
ter sheer there had been in tn,
words.
Supposinc it were true!
She sat there with her elbows OF
the table, staring into the darkness
behind the yellow iamplight, fear il
her eyes.
She had not drawn the blinds il
the schoolroOm. 1t was not quit,
dark outside, and she had left on
of the windows open to let in tn,
cool night air.
The consciousness came to he
suddenly that someone was out thcr,
in the garden. watching her, tina
she was not alone.
| Panic seized hcr--supposing i
were Seton. She started to her fee
and went over to the window.
She flung it back to its farthes
extent and leaned out into the sleep
ing garden.
"Who is it? Who is there sh
asked urgently.
! And the answer came back i,
Peter LISTERS voice:
ut is !. Nan-petcr-let me CONF
For some moments she could no
find voice with which to answer him
the blood was hammcring in he
temples; a throbbing pulse SCENE.
to be choking her.
Peter came closer to the window
she could hear his quick breathing
and suddenly he put up his ham
and caught hers in a hard grip.
Let me come in,' he said again
and there was i sort of anguish il
his voice. ooh, for Gods sake
Nan. -. -
I He bent his head and kissed he
hand before she could stop him; sh
could feel how hot his lips were: i
!. was as if some magic wand ha,
waved them both back--hc AMI sh
to the days which she thought ha,
gone forever.
Il The room seemed close and suffo
eating; she longcd to get out of j
into the night air where she coul,
breathe: she answered him in an az
itated whisper.
"I'll come out wait mo
, ment, I'll come out. ~
u But he did not release her hand.
"fou promise" he asked, an
then again: You promise me tina
you will?
+ eyes, yes" She hardly knew wha
h she was saying.
, She stood for moment in the hal
II listening.
j There was no sound from upstairs
but from the kitchen Mary was dron
!. ing the chorus of a popular song t
herself as she banged away on tn
wooden table ironing her aprons.
II Nan found herself listening uncon
| sciously to the sentimental words:
There's long, long night Of wait
i ing-till my dreams all com
Il y true
, / Till the day when III be going dow
RI the long. long trail to you"
81 Mary's voice was shrill and un
lovely and she sang in too high
> key. but there was Sort of Patio
in the sound, as Y III, some corne
K of the little maids heart Their
, lurked romance with q capital letter
al Nan gave half-laugh that SCENE
II to break and die in her throat. Sh
Al was SO nervous she hardly kne,
! what she was doing, but the littl