The Washington times., 1931-03-14

, her keen anxiety and grief for
Margaret, Mary Louis heart
leaped with exultation. This
was living! This effortless
movement through clear air;
these wings of a bird which
carried her, the strong heart
of the engine beating
beating She forgot
Lorrimer, she forgot almost
everything in that first tr1-
umphant minute.
They had been flying two
hours when Lorrimer turned
to her. He was very pale, but
his eyes were normal, and he
managed to smile.
Two hours, of almost abject
terror, of a sense of sinking,
a faintness, a will to cry out
that he couldn't go on, he
couldn't-but terror which di-
minished, and faintnesS which
passed, and a will which
strengthened itself at long
last.
He touched her hand, al
most timidly, and she turned.
Just a Fool
"I've been a fool" was all he
said.
When they reached New York,
having saved many hours, he
was cured, cured for all time of
that old terror, that backwash
of his crash, of his bitter eX-
periences.
Having wired Westwood
House, they were met by a car
at the landing field and hurried
out to the house. In the car
Lorrimer, for the first time in
her experience of him, talked
his heart out. told all the fears
which had gnawed at him. the
memories which had sickened
hiH-au gone now. He was
healed.
Wen have a planet" he
promised.
You'll let me learn to fly?"
she asked, deep in her role, for
getting that she had no right
to ask, he no right to give per
mission. But the little question
moved him profoundly, filled
him with a blazing hope.
when I get back into it," he
said happily, "I'n teach YOU
myself"
They had arrived home.
They found Margaret much bet
ter, a pleasant nurse in at
tendance, and DR.. Mathews
haunting the house like a
faithful and efficient watch
dog. He had had a great bone
man out to see Mrs. Lorrimer.
X-ray plates had been taken,
the arm was set and would heal
nicely. What she needed now
was rest, for the weakened
heart which had suffered from
the strain of the shock.
Such ar idiot!' she said, ex-
planning, "to slip on-of all
things-the dining-room floor!
But hadn't felt well, I was a
little faint and the first thing
I knew poor Peter was trying
to lift me up. Well, no great
harm has been done"
And much good. she added
to herself, thinking of all that
her son had overcome to come
to heron wings.
She Is Grateful
Often as time went on Lori
mer found opportunity to say
to Mary Lou, IT can't thank
you enough for what you did
for me-making me take that
trip"
She answered, always, as she
had answered him when he
spoke of his first visit to the
Veterans Hospital, II didn't
make you. You made yourself.
To be frank" she told him hon.
estly, II didn't care whether
you came or not, Or, no, did
care! I wanted you to come,
for your mothers sake. But
whether you had come with me
or stayed and taken the train
didn't matter, as far as my go
ing was concerned. I had to
get to her-and as soon as I
could, you see."
And he answered, rather
humbly:
"Yes, see, Delight"
She was more out of love
than ever with the name, the
quaint little name, which
seemed to her so precious"
and affected and idiotic. Yet
she answered to it, postured for
it, reminded herself constantly
that Mary Lou no longer ex-
listed. Even her Aunt and Uncle
had written her. from the far
off and incredible isolation of
their oriental jungle, under that
name, written bold and black in
Clara'S hand. But in the let
ter itself her own name oc-
Cured:
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