The Washington times., 1933-08-12
CHAPTER AT

silence. Patrlcla'S eyes blazed
in the pallor of her face. One
hand was pressed against her
heart.
you won't" she whispered.
I'm sorry, Patricia, but I
most certainly will"
mo, Julian, no, you couldn't
be so rotten"
He WINGED. Incredibly, she
guessed that underneath it all
he was as wretched as herself.
He had laid down an ultimatum.
Still, she had never seen him
less the old, triumphant Julian
Haverholt, striking his own
hard bargain, exulting in his
strength and IN his power. This
man was not exultant. He was
unhappy too.
But why?" she asked him
pitifully. why, Julian, should
you try to spoil my life?"
I'm not trying to spoil your
life. I'm trying to save it for
you."
You're doing no such thing"
she cried, overwrought and
frantic. "You don't like Clark.
You're jealous. You're think
ing Of yourself"
His look frightened her. He
was so strange and white. AS
he stood up she pressed back
and back. The man advanced.
He made no effort to touch
her; he merely stopped before
her and looked straight into
her fearful eyes.
Julian Jealous
"Of course, I'm jealous" he
said deliberately. "Why should
I trouble to hide the fact? I
love you, Patricia"
IT know all about your kind
of love-" she told him, attempt
ing to seem scornful and re-
mote, but only sounding fright
ened.
"You know nothing about my
kind of love. I've never loved
a woman before as love you.
Don't you understand, Patricia?
I'm offering marriage. I want
to marry you"
In other moods she might
have smiled at the phrasing of
this odd proposal. It was so
typical of Julian. King Cophe-
tua might so have addressed his
beggar maid. Still, Patricia
did not smile. Julian loved her.
A strange and twisted love per-
haps, but the only kind he
knew. From the hall outside
she heard the slow, inexorable
ticking of the clock. She must
say something. Her glance was
stricken. She could not speak.
Julian caught her hands and
raised them to his lips.
I'm mad about you, darling"
"You make it hard for me-"
she faltered.
1T will be hard for both of
u.s." he admitted, scowling,
jerked back to reality Still, it
had not occurred to him that
Patricia might refuse. He said,
There will be a scandal natur-
ally. But, you won't mind that.
will you, dear?"
IT would mind" said Patricia.
"but I'm not accepting you"
you're not!"
His astonishment was ludic-
rous.
why not?"
Chiefly, because I don't love
you"
you're going to love mel"
"No, Julian, you're quite
wrong" She looked at him
clearly and dispassionately.
You and I speak different
languages. We thing thoughts
entirely different. We could
never understand one another.
I could no more love you than
I could love an-Eskimo."
you're making phrases"
I'm telling you the truth"
"But, not all the truth" His
face was dark with jealousy.
"You have got your mind on
Clark, haven't you?"
Keep Clark out of this.
please" she requested, control
ling her rising anger.
IF I can't have you," he
declared, his expression baffled
yet undefeated, IF I can't have
you, neither can Clark Tracy"
CLARK has nothing to do
with you and me-"
Threats
Haverholt was convinced. He
walked once the length of the
room. He came back and stood
before her. Something in his
face frightened her.
IT meant what I said about
Clark" the man announced in
low Unconditional tones. II warn
you, I meant every word that
I said"
"You can't hurt me with
Clark" she informed him
steadily. I'm going to tell him
the truth myself-tomorrow. All
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