White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1935-12-05

let the major part of her earnings slip
through her fingers. He was now ask
ing how much she had laid aside and
to her CONSERVATION she found she
had almost nothing.
"She was ashamed to face him.
what could she say?
"She did not know what impulse
prompted her to take the jewels. She
had never stolen before in all her life.
The diamonds had been constantly in
her care and it had never occurred to
her to appropriate them. It had been
sudden, mad temptation created by
the need of money and she had yielded
to it without thought. Scarcely were
the gems in her possession before she
regretted her action and longed to
undo it. She would have taken them
back had she not feared the conse-
quences. She begged Julien should
not be told what she had done. If
her crime could be concealed from him
she was willing to make any restitu-
ton I demanded.
Perhaps I was sentimental fool.
Anyway, simply could not see it my
: duty to hand the unhappy creature
over to the authorities; destroy Julien's
faith in her; wipe out the future she
had set her heart upon. I felt if given
a chance she would make good.
Promising would remain silent, I
pocketed the gems and came away
fo1 rir1 r1vv
do not know.
II suppose by this time the two are
| married and on their way to France.
I believe Corinne told the truth and
| that under other influences she will be-
come an excellent wife and mother.
At least she has the opportunity
tThe other half of my tale-the half
neither foresaw nor planned-is ia
miliar to you.
"The fog that drove me out of my
course; my subsequent shipwreck and
illness; the coming Of Currier, our old
family servant; the chain of circum-
stances that brought upon me the
calamities from which I have just ex-
tricated nyself-these are an old story.
The only thing that now remains to
clear my sky is for me to right myself
with Marcia"
''That will be easy" smiled Sylvia
II wish I thought so," was Heath's
moody answer.
Marcia is no ordinary woman. Her
understanding and love are measure
less. Love, Mr.. Heath, forgives great
DEAL"
IT know it does. In that lies my only
! hope"
She was not in the house when at
last Stanley Heath overlook her, but
far up the beach tossing driftwood
into the surf for Prince Hal to re-
trieve.
The man paused, watching them.
Hatless her splendid body aglow with
exercise, Marcia had the freedom and
wholesomeness of a young athlete. Yet
with all her strength and muscular
ease, there was a grace Enthusiastically
feminine in her every movement.
| When she turned and saw him, she
uttered a faint cry, but she did not ad-
vance to meet him. Prince Hal did
that, racing up the beach, uttering
shrill yelps of welcome as he came.
| A second and the dog was again at
Marcia's side, and in this ecstacy of
delight he continued to run back and
forth until Stanley Heath had covered
the sandy curve that interviewed and
himself stood beside her.
"Marcia-dearest- have come back
come to ask your forgiveness. mis-
judged you cruelty the night we parted
and in anger spoke words I had no
right to speak. Forgive me, dear! For
give mel Can you?"
II forgave you long ago-before you
asked" she whispered.
"Forgave without understanding
how like you! But you must not do
that. You have more to forgive in me