Nogales international., 1934-11-10
NozV 40 ON zelth the story.

ard said, not ungently,, looking down
at her kindly, cts diphtheria."
Il don't care!' she cried, YOU'RE
worn out-where's the nurse? Who's
that? Why-Nancy Gordon"
Nancy, facing them sullenly. felt
that she looked fright.
. Il came in because of the Storm
she said sharply, 'I'm going now|
MY cars up the road. Page, help
Nancy over the hill; she's exhausted,
too," said Helena sweetly, been sick
nursing all night, suppose?"
"No, she hasn't; she can't stay, and
you can't either, Helena" said Rich
ard sharply. "Roemer, can you take
a message for me? Send my man
down here?"
! "Of course. I'll phone-I reckon
some wires are up. Mrs. Haddon
you're coming with Nancy and me3''
Nancy, at the door, looked back
full in their faces. She was outlined
against the sunshine, small and slight
and nightly defiant.
"I'm not going in the car, I'm go
ing on foot" she said fatty. "Rich-
ard, I'll send the nurse, il she can
leave her case"
! Nancy" Richard took step
forward, but she never turned her
head. They could see her walking
straight and steadily across the wet
path to the road.
Page uttered all exclamation and
san after her. Nancy was at the top
of the hill when he overlook her.
Unconsciously, the other two stood
at the door and watched. They saw
Page reach her and Nancy turned,
said something, and walked on. But
the young man, nothing daunted,
pressed close behind her.
Helena, watching and listening
keenly, heard the fierce catch in Rich
ards breath. Then she looked up at
him and stood still, her heart beating
heavily against her breast. All the
life and the light had run out Of his
look. "A lovers quarrel" she said
lightly, "they were together yesterday
at the inn. 1t was a quarrel that made
her run out-he's been mad looking
for her"
Richard stood rigid. Helena's hand
frightened on his arm. She dared it
all in one toss of the dice!
Page is good fellow" she said
dreamily, "and-it's a PITY don't
think she's worth it, is she?"
He turned and looked straight into
her face Il love her!" he said with
magnificent simplicity. Then he shook
her hand off. You'd better go home
at once, Helena. You'll get diphtheria
herew
She broke down wildly, clenching
her hands against her breast, her long
eyes blazing the anger at him.
Il wish | could" she painted, i
wish 1 could"
But even her fury did not move him
now; he sent her home.
Helena was late coming home that
day. Haddon had returned from the
bank, and was sitting in his study
when he heard his wife enter the
house.
"How's Polestar?" she asked lazily.
Haddon stopped smoking for mo-
ment Hes going to get over it. |
sent for Arlou-hrst rate man. you
know. That confounded boy!'
Helena laughed Historically. 1T
wasn't the boys fault" she said. "l've
been out with Page Roemer searching
for that girl--you know she ran out
Of the inn in the rain? Page is in love
with her, and l had to help him find
her. Where do you suppose she was?"
Haddon shrugged. How the devil
do l know? With Morgan l suppose"
His wife started. A new and rend-
ing suspicion laid hold of her.
You look tagged out. Better get
Johnson to make you a stiff cup OF
coffee" he advised coolly. "You look
all ill.,"
She was with Morgan. She'd gone
into that wretched Kinney woman's
shack. The child's down with diph
iberia She and Morgan were there
all night, if you please, taking care Of
that childW
Haddon threw his head back and
laughed heartily.
Mighty convenient to have diph-
:heria sometimes, isn't it?"
His cool enjoyment of thing that
was biting into her very soul infuri-
ated Helena.
You met Nancy Gordon in Wash