The Washington times., 1937-02-23

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"Oh-my darling!" he whis,
pered. Can this wonderful thing
be true?"
Tell me something" said New
ell intimately. How did you hap
pen to come away out here tc
Wembelton?"
Dean Harcourt," she replied,
smiling.
But you didn't know I wa S
here, did you?"
Phyllis shook her head, tn e
smile deepening her dimples, and
said, bit teasingly, Now you'll
be asking me if I would h ave
come if I had known"
| "So-it was just a marvellous
accident-our coming together in
this beautiful land" Newell's en-
raptured eyes swept the valley
and returned t. hers.
Il called it beautiful, last Sun
day, and you just said, 'Mmm'-
like that"
It was 20 minutes after four.
TIE carlton was booming historic
hymn tunes from the taller of
Trinity Cathedral's massive tow
ers. Old Saltus, who played the
chimes, was evidently under the
influence of this bright and per-
fumed June afternoon. for his
selections were high-spirited.
Talbot, who had been expecting
him. met Newell at the street
door of the Deans residence and
welcomed him with beaming
smiles.
The Deans deep-set eyes smiled
atfectionately.
81 have been looking forward
to this day, my SON." he said
warmly, as Newell clasped the
outstretched hand.
And so have I, sir. 1t was a
long winter-and an almost in
terminable spring"
sit down, Newell. You we're
wise to wait. It gave Phyllis a
chance to keep faith with her
people at the girls school, and
you stuck it out bravely with that
fine fellow Stafford until he found
a good man to replace YOU"
Newell grinned reminiscently.
II have often wondered how
Stafford made connection with
you, sir. He speaks of you as his
pal; says you went fishing to-
gether some five years ago."
Il wish it might have been
true" said the Dean. And when
do you begin your work at Park
way Hospital?"
In September. The board gen.
erously consented that I might
have few weeks before taking
charge. 1t is fortunate for us. We
have planned a trip. Doubtless
Phyllis told you"
"Yes-I had quite a visit with
her yesterday. You are attending
the Arlen-Norwood wedding in
New York on Thursday and you
sail on Saturday for England"
Phyllis wants to show me some
Things IN London"
st. Olave's Church, for one, I
think"
"she says you can hear the
past-at st. Olave's."
And the present and future.
You go there with her, Newell, and
listen with Phyllis. If you hear
what she hears, you may feel that
you are almost worthy of her COM
panionship. May I see your
license now? They will be arriving
any minute"
Il know what you feel, my boy,
It isn't necessary to offer any
resolutions of gratitude. I have
been abundantly repaid by the
happiness that has come to you
both. Let's not try to talk about
it."
You gave me back my life,
sir"
"Well-don't forget that our
Keen-Witted Sonia had a great deal
to do with that. DR.. Endicott
might have been a long time de-
Gliding to do his duty if it hadn't
been for the-for the-encourage-
ment Sonia offered him. Very
good stuff in Endicott, after all.
He came to see me afterward.
regard that conversation as one
OF the most interesting events of
my life"
The door opened and Talbot
uShered in Phyllis and Sonia.
Listen to what old Saltus is
playing now!" squeaked the ex.
cited Talbot, as the melodious
measures of "Oh, Perfect Love"
fairly shook the air. Newell and
Sonia beamed their recognition of
the significant song, but Phyllis
was occupied with a private con-
ference she was having with Dean
Harcourt, her arm about his neck
and her lips close to his ear. She
kissed him then, and reioined
Newell, who drew her very close,
Then they were gone; and Sonia,
slowly returning to the desk. re,
sponded to the Deans quiet ges-
ture and sat down opposite him.
Nothing was said for a little
while.
"Well"-Dean Harcourt's voice
was husky but attempted to be
casual-"it has been a good days
work"
1t was five now, and Trinity's
stirring theme-song confidently
confessed its faith-"O God. our
Help in Ages Past; Our Hope for
Years to Come" The Deans eyes
were dreamily contemplating the
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