The producers news. [volume] (Plentywood, Mont.) 1918-1937, 1926-08-20
once before.


But, I smiled cynically, the intru-
sion into our happiness by this chit
Of girl. l asked myself a thousand
times why Curtiss couldn't untangle
the skeins of the intricate web which
she had woven so sldllfully about
them both that it apparently held him
pOwerless and fast. He had declared
his love for me only once during that
final talk but with such seriousness
that l felt there must be some ex-
PLANTATION Of the whole miserable af-
fair. And yet l had begun to realize
that he was too proud to come after
me or even write requesting my re-
turn after he had pleaded with me
so earnestly not to come to New
York, and to Ellie of whom he heart
lily disapproved.
In the meantime New York was set
Ting itself to a hard, biting cold, and
it was the season of the year when
I lOnged for companiOnship and bright
happy moments with all the I'M
quenchable desire of youth.
Ellie had told me that l never look
ed better in my life. Just that morn
ing she had said:
"YOu know what old Shake said
about Love, don't you, sport? That
<nen have died and worms have eat
en- them but not of LOVE- l think
it's the same way with you, because
you've never been more Of a knock
out than you are right nOwl"
In spite of my hearts hunger l
had never felt in such excellent
health. More than at any time In
my life l was keeping regular
hours. Walking in New York was
diversion in which l never ceased TO
find delight and each day found me
covering five or six miles which never
failed to have an eXhiiartlng effecC.
I went to bed early each night with
some entertaining book of fiction but
it was not long before l was fast
asleep.
I had begun to make desperate
effort to put Curtiss out of my Life
On DAYS when l found myself roam
ING in the vast l would put on my
coat and hat and go out with some
definite goal in sight. 1t was on such
day that ! had gene to the Metro
politan Museum where | had been
studying Cellini's exquisite cup OF
cold. AS / stepped from the building
I caught nv breath at the lOvellness
Of the out-of-doors. An early dusk
had thrown its mantle over the sour.
rving throng and a light snow haG
bequn to fall. l felt gloriously alive.
Then suddenly there in the GROVE
saw him coming towards me. In
simultaneously our chances met.
"Salliel"
"Barryp
For it was no other than Barring
ton Pierce whom I had neither seeI
or heard of since Curtiss and l were
in France. ~
"What luck!" he exclaimed, GIVE
lust come from Ellie's trying to get
word of YOU and you can imagine
nv delight when she told me you were
in New York and gave me some 0.
your favorite hauts. The gods were
with me because came directly
herep
In the meantime we had mOveC
over to the enclosure made by +;
shop window and his words of enthu
siastic interest warmed my heart. II
the glow of the lights / had an op
pOrtunity to examine his face. / haC
always thought of him in connection
with the word 'ByrOnesque' because
there was absolute poetical beauty
in his face. He had changed bu
slightly, possibly the only differenc,
being a trace of shadows under hi.
flashing eyes, which were almos
black, and seemed more serious, NOR,
grOwn-up-a trifle'mOre mature.
ellie was good enough to invit,
me back to dinner" he said, "witl
YOU" he smiled, "she was getting off
as she expressed it, 'in a cloud o.
dust and paused just long enough t,
tell me" he hesitated.