The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-08-08
By tue World FORGOT
A New Serial by RUBY M. AIRES

She said with an effort:
 But if you've got all that money"
 He laughed and took off his hat, pushing his hair back with weary gesture.
 Tt isn't money. Georgie." he said half sullenly. "I mean, it. isn't the money 1 want. I've got enough to keen myself in comfort For as long as 1 live. It's the fact of being mo- body. of having fallen out of life as it were. wonder if you can nder- stand and why am telling you"
 The little acorn rolled from Georgie's fingers an buried itself again in the dry grass.
 And then you'll go back to America, and shall never see you again. except on the films" she said.
 He wa. silent. and she drew a deep breath .. say bravely:
 Well. l hope it will be a success if you want it to, and hope it won't hurt you"
 His lips twisted into smile.
 And is that all you've got to tell me?' Georgie said, after 8 moment.
 No. there's something else" But t was sor1e seconds before he put 1t into words. My wife is coming to England.
 Gcorgie was still looking at him. but she only saw the pretty empty face of Bernie Boyd as It had smiled up at her from the pages of the pa per she had bought the morning she went to London.
 Pink and white, golden hair; ugh, how she hatt people with golden hair.
 Presently she found her voice.
 "Why?" she asked blankly.
 Presumably because she has heard about the distant relative" Boyd answered.
 q see," So Edward Bancroft was wrong, and money was not the most insuperab barrier in the world. seeing the.t it was to bring these two together again.
 "A ND shall you take her to Ger
 A many with you?" she asked stifiy.
 No. shall be gone before she arrives"
 Don't you want to see ler?" The question was out before she realized that it was not a suitable one to ask, and she added hurriedly: I'm sorry i; it's not my business"
 Her thoughts were racing round and round like a circling bird. and she could not r. capture them.
 She heard herself say: And if 1t isn't success? The operation. mean"
 He half shrugged his shoulders, and she urged quickly.
 Then you'll come back here, won't your"
 There was an unconscious eager ness in her voice; at the moment she would have welcomed anything that brought him back.
 The last week had been such a happy one. Edward Bancroft. check. ed by the death of Loyelock, had managed to Keep fairly sober. and had even allowed Mrs. Spears at t c Boar's Head to find him another wo- man to come to do the work, a Mrs. Drill who did not sleep in, because as she tolG Georgie. she had to do for her husband. who was an invalid, but she arrived before seven in the morning Id stayed till supper time, so that Georgie was left free again.
 And every day she had gone for a walk witL Nicholas Boyd, and al ways in the same direction. to the woods, where they sat on a fallen tree and talked.
 She said presently, in helpless voice:
 q thought Mrs. Boyd was busy making pictures"
 "I believe she has just finished one, and requires holiday"
 T expect she really wants to see you" Geor- ie said. and felt guilty as she remembered what Nelly had said about Billy, that she no longer loved Nicholas now he was a wreck"
 Georgie put her hand to her head where the ugly bruise was beginning to fade. It was all rainbow colors now; she looked at 1t interestedly every morning. faintly amused ai the way it changed.
 It still ached though. and when she was worried or unhappy little nerve tn ..s seemed to ,throb and burn; at the moment it throhbed unhearably, a dull pain. almost like twin with the queer pain at hef heart.
 Nicholas said suddenly: :.
 What are you thinking about?"
 "You," Georgie said.
 "Oh. thought perhaps you were thinking about tomorrow" he answered.
 Tomorrow" she had forgotten about tomorrow ''What about it?''
 "The lunch you are to have witl the strong, youthful hero." (Copyri0ht. I9ss. Doubleday Dordnl