Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1931-11-22
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ways credited the men knew with sincerity. I
suppose, from what you have told me, have
trusted too much to the goodness believed
inherent In them But to you gave something
infinitely Sweeter with my trust. Gave 1t to you
who now learn had but one thought. Graft
ncation Of vanity. You say you love me. Lowell
What does ph1landerer like you know Of love?
"And Pauline Fairbanks" She repeated the
name with little laugh, an edge Of scorn to
her words that cut into his consciousness like
knife, for pride at last had come to her sup
port. II do not know her very well, but that
little tells me you are well matched. Both
without conscience. You are to be congrat-
ulated."
He threw out his hand as to ward OF a
heavy blow. He had not thought this could
happen. That there could come an end to
their friendship. He knew her as o reserved
self-contained woman who, during their long
acquaintance had shown no other interest than
the careless friendliness her words evidenced
But his vanity had hoped for deeper feeling
Now, he learned it had been given, only to be
renowned.
mot that, Elizabeth" he replied hoarsely
Not that. Whatever pain have brought upon
myself, tell me have not hurt you. That our
friendship will continue"
with you? married man. Do you know
me so nttle?"
Her voice changed, shaken by an undercur-
rent Of feeling:
could feel your sincerity knew. You could
not hide It, Knew it by the gift Of divination
that tells a woman the truth And we have
had delightful Summer together, one to be
remembered most pleasantly. Time heals,
Jack-it will heal your hurt" she ended a little
breathlessly.
For moment there was silence between
them broken only by the chirp of q night bird.
Elizabeth. had no thought"
But Elizabeth could stand no more. She
turned away and moved from him into the
lighted room.
He left the camp next morning, and within
the month was on his way to South America
to work on the construction Of a contemplated
railroad. When she saw him again he stag
gered into her presence, fever ridden, with the
deadly fever Of the tropics It seemed as if he
had but one thought To reach her before he
lost himself.
mr.. HOWARD idly tapped his spoon upon
- the edge Of his coffee cup as he glanced
now and then toward his brother immersed In
the morning paper. Twice he started to speak,
hesitated, his face thoughtful Then, as If
finally determined upon course Of action. he
said:
Jack, you and Elizabeth Yeaton are old
friends are you not?"
After o somewhat lengthy pause the other
looked over the top Of his paper and replied
casually. "Our acquaintance extends over q
@AoAAANCA "a yCo4cp ~ yOu AuCes1 L4AdIs nave uOC
seen her for some time. Now think Of 1t, not
since returned from that engineering trip to
South America"
THAT is some time ago." the doctor replied
reflectiveiy and remained silent for space.
mo. I do not mean quite that. thought II
you had known her well you could tell me
something about her. My own acquaintance
with her is slight and need little help. The
help one can give who has known her more or
less intimately. have always thought her q
cold and unusually reserved woman believe
am mistaken and have come to the conclu-
sion she is of a highly emotional type that de-
terminedly represses every evidence Of it. If so,
1t will explain much. The nervous system can
stand strain Just so representatives months
only, sometimes yearS-but In the end always
demands toll" His keen eyes again sought his
brothers face, but it was hidden from view.