The Wolf Point herald. (Wolf Point, Mont.) 1913-1940, 1926-01-21
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pETER LISTER. seriously in.
jured il battle on the western front
is brought back to London by
LIEUT.. JOHN ARNOTT. in an at
tempt to revive the formers mem
DRY, snulfed out when a shell tore
through his command, killing Il
men n injuring many more, among
them Peter. Before going t.
France Peter had become engaged
to
NAN MARRABY. who refused tc
believe her lover capable of forget
ting his promise of marriage. until
brought to face the u-nrecognizing
eyes of the mar h a had once wor-
shiped her.
Nan has returned to the small
apartment shared with her by
JOAN ENDICOTT, whose husband
also Joined the colors. She is tell
ing her friend about the unhappy
visit with her former lover. Joan
expresses the wish that she might
do something to help.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
ssNTOBODY can help" Nan said
IN hardly. "Oh, I'm not going
to whine and make a fool of
myself for ever. don't think that:
but just at frst-just now don't
think I al bear it all. To have seen
him, and heard his voice, and his
laugh. ;" She caught her breath
hard.
but he will get better" Joan
urged gently. "Of course he will get
better. Mr.. Arnott himself said that
Peter was bound to get well in the
end"
He didn't. He only said that the
doctors thought there was a hope,
and even if there is, anything may
have happened by that time. He
v used to like the flappery kind
of girl he was with this evening. He
always said they bored him, but he
didn't look bored when I walked into
the room," she added, broken-heart.
eddy.
Mani hate to say it, but-but
do o think that perhaps-he hasn't
really forgotten? That he's just like
so many other men who ARE for a
girl for a time, and then forget
them? II hate even TO suggest 1t
TO you, but-but-one does hear of
such things. I've heard Of ever so
many cases since the war started.
There was Mary Melhuish. . :"
Nan started to her feet. There
was a burning spot of color in her
pale cheeks. And you dare to com
me with her?" she said fercely.
You dare to compare Peter with
that-that miserable nan she
thought she cared for. Oh, how dare
you! How dare you'll"
Joan looked horribly distressed.
II didn't mean to be unkind; but
but you told me yourself you hard
Iy knew anything about Mr.. Lys-
ter"
81 knew him long enough to find
out that he was good and honorable.
1 knew him long enough to be able
to trust him and believe in him. And
if he had got-tired-if there had
been anybody else" Her voice
broke, but she went on again proud
ly. "He.would have told me straight
out-he wouldn't have wanted to
hide the truth behind a mean trick
like this"
There was a little silence. Joan
up timidly.
land what-what are you going to
do?" she asked. Are you going to
see him again? Oh, Nan, wouldn't
it have been the best thing to have
told him who you were? To ask him
if he didn't remember you? To be-
have just as if nothing had hap
pened since you saw him last?"
Throw myself at the head Of a
man who doesn't care two straws for
me. No, I'm afraid that isn't quite
my way. But I'm not giving him up
think that. I want my hap
as much as you do, and I'm
going to fight for it, and then" but
her pluck gave out all at once and
she broke down into bitter sobbing.
Man." said Joan tearfully; but
Nan had rushed away and locked
herself in her own room.
John Arnott called In the morn I
ng as he had promised. He had &
,een 80 sure that he would have
o meet a broken woman this ri {
ng; but she smiled al him, though /