The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1926-12-17

isn't the sort of man who Is above
me. He is Frank Bewlett."
The actor?"
''Yes," answered Doris meekly.
"What will Charlie say?"
II want you to write and tell him."
answered Doris. Promise me. You
know, you got me into this trouble,
Elizabeth, and you must get me out
you must J"
Elizabeth sat down that night with
a heavy heart and wrote to Charlie.
Doris was going home; she loved an
other; he must forget her and never
write to her nor try to see her again.
She did not sleep that night, and
went to work with a heavy heart next
day.
That evening Charlie called, and
she was totally unprepared for 1t.
He came in with :. ihite face.
II haven't been to see you since
met Doris" he said. II can't forgive
myself for neglecting an old friend In
my happiness, as supposed it to be.
Do you kn0w-knOw-?"
Elizabeth nodded. She could not
manage to utter the trivial sympathy
in her heart.
"Why did she do it," he demanded.
1--WE love each other. II you could
have seen the letters she wrote me
They were not the letters of foolish
girl. There is something l can't I'M
derStand in this. The man she thinks
she loves now is-well. not the sort of
man that girl would love-"
He forgot himself In his despair. He
paced the room, Suddenly he stopped
before Elizabeths desk. Elizabeth
sprang up. He was looking at half
finished letter she had been writing
when he came In.
He turned and faced her. "What
does this mean?" he asked. looking at
the handwriting. Doris has been
here this evening. See. the Ink is
scarcely dry! She has been here. anG
she is here now.'
mo, Charlie" said Elizabeth help
writing is very much alike"
II have never seen her writing" he
answered, with slow suspicion. But
know that the writing OF that letter
Is hers"
1T isn't, Charlie. l."
''Then you wrote those letters at
her dictatiOn! She showed you my
letters and dictated her answers to
you. So they filtered through two
persons-all those fine professions of
love and eternal loyaltyl" he said bit
terry.
Elizabeth did not know what to
say. And she solved her problem In
woman's privileged way by sinking
down into her chair and bursting into
bitter tears.
She looked up at him. go. now.
pleased she sobbed. Eyes. think any
thing You please wrote them for
Doris, If you like. What does It mat
ter, now that your trust has been
betrayed by heartless girlY'
He stood irresolutely in the door
way; then he came forward to where
she sat, her head bowed on her arms,
striving to still the sobs that rent her
as she thought of the bitterness that
had overtaken their two lives.
1T means good DEAL" he said.
did you-did you help her to COM
pose those letters? And were some
of those thoughts yours? Believe me.
see her in her, true light now. and
1t seems to me incredible that she
could ever have written to me as she
did. The woman who wrote those let
tiers was a woman of soul far above
Doris"
flush Do not think unkindiy OF
her." said Elizabeth softly, raising her
streaming face. 1T is all over now.
She would never have understood
what love means"
"You inspired Them" he persisted,
doggedly.
81 wrote them all. Charlie" said
Elizabeth, rising and facing him. "She
was afraid you would look down on
her. She loved you in her way re-
member that. She is only child.
She asked me to help her keep your
love, and wrote them"
He held her hands. II thank God"
he answered gravely. shat at least
can keep my faith in women"
And he was gone. But Elizabeth
Gray's heart was singing. For she
knew that he would come back, and
that her love for him would find its
reward-some day.