The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1933-01-02

loudly that she would see about
some supper. got herself out of the
room.
As the door clashed shut behind
her, Marks head fell forward. His
lips were white and his whole frame
twitched sharply. In an instant Bar
bara was kneeling by his side. her
arm across = shoulders. the other
hand seeking to hold him up.
Lean back, Mark. It's all right. L
have you safe. Lean back, dear"
An anguish shook her heart. Oh,
to have the power OF man like
Farrell Armitage! Not only his
wealth bat his sureness. his single
purpose, his strength. nervous ana
physieal--to be able to pick Mark up
and carry him out into the sunshine
that was his by every right.
His eyelfds fiuttered just as she
began to think that she must call
Judy to bring stimulant. She had
perhaps framed the name, for Mark
whispered
"I don't want her. She makes such
a row. Keep her away for a little
longer"
Poor dear Judy!" She bent till
her face rested against his head
"She's rather a wonderful mother
really"
"She might be IL she didn't make
such a noise about it. One reason
shall always need you, Barbara, is
that you are my tranquility"
Incredible happiness to hear him
mnrmur that. incredible happiness
to feel his weight against her shoul
der, his languid hands under hers. a
tide OF peace washed up over tbs
conflict of her thoughts and the
world went empty Of everything but
Mark and herself and his need of her
White ash powdered and fell from
the burning log into the fire.
.. . Never his. You're mine. Don't
yoH Enoa0 itP
Every nerve In her leapt, startled.
Someone had spoken in her ear? Be
fore she could stop herself her head
had jerked up and round, her eyes
raking the shadows Of the room.
Don't you EnoW itP It echoed in
her ears--Io, not in her ears, In
her mind. Farrell Armitage was
speaking In her mind--and her mind
had responded with instant resog-
milton!
A mufied exclamation from Mark
Is her violent movement shifted his
head smartly TO the chair-back.
Barbara! And called you tran
quill"
She made no plea for forgiveness.
She withdrew her arm from him
ana, stumbling to her feet, peered
about her.
my darling beautiful, is there a
ghost?"
mo. Yes" She was painting. II
thought I heard--Did yon hear q
voice say-something7"
His eyes were so bright, so
amused, that she almost believed he
could read her secret. What il all
that had passed last night were
spread before him. like book? What
IL the miles between this house and
that other new one were uncounted,
mere walls Of glass2
"The wedding is to be at nine.
Barbara, instead OF twelve. After
which, my girl, you'll come aboard
the plutocrat's car with us and stay
at Brandish Place. too. He won't
mind. He'll probably like it,
should say he's the kind that rather
enjoys having a pretty creature
hanging upon his every word. It's
futile to toll when you can wallow.
Besides" the CLEAN in his eyes
deepened, but not because of her
besides, there may he no need for
TOLL any more. i've t Armltage.
what do you mean?"
Don't snap. You've a beautiful
voice and you should always speak
slowly and beautifully. mean
that when q big monied brute like
that thinks he'll patronize art with
capital 4 the rest is easy. Oh,
know lot OF these rich louis get
sick of their proteges and drop
them, but If you look into it you'll
find that the proteges asked for 1t,
all right. When | get,to Brandish
Place I shall-ask nothing for my
own sake but everything for the
sake OF Art.
$50 that is all settled" he
yawned. And We shall have a
honeymoon after all, Barbara, but
under the millionaire's roof"
'Nol"
when do we marry, then, IL at
all?"
mot for at least 3 year."
He only smiled.
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