The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1941-06-12

"oAIAA1S 4O1 HSI Ill Tie morning
when she came downstairs.
She bounced upon the note, yet
She was afraid to open it. There
must be no more between them.
There could be no more. She car
ried the letter out into the fad
ing garden, to the grape arbor
that had been a childhood retreat
for her and Deborah. He had
written from the Rydal Arms, last
night
Gillian, darling Gillian: I have
just returned from Rydal Water,
from what I find it hard to real
lie was not dream. Why did you
leave me like that? Don't you
know you never can escape me
now? What seemed to stand be-
tween us does not matter now
nothing matters save this-I love
you. Simon"
Slowly she read and reread it
and folded it and returned it to
its envelope. "You will not come
back Simon" she said. We've
known all that we will ever know
Of love. It has to be enough"
She longed now for joins re-
turn. To Anse, who was waiting
for her at the breakfast table she
said, ''I'll be going up to the city
tomorrow, Anse. I want to make a
start on my trousseau and I'm 60
ing to make whirlwind job of it.
There'll be no big church we'd
ding, We'll do it quickly and SIM
ply"
''Hmm, yes. Just a minor op-
eration,( to be sure, having some
one grated on to you for life.
Nothing to give a second thought
to Here we are, parson, hitch us
up!' Gillian, don't you realize this
is your wedding you're talking
about?"
DO1l NC 1i1O1 U1Q, 11lloC.
"Just why are you rushing
things with Hillyer? I know. You
can't fool me. There's something
pushing you, something that you
are afraid of. BY gosh, it's young
Killigrew! He's been after you,
hasn't he?"
81 met him last night down by
Rydal Water"
"He's in love with you. He
came to tell you that, to try to
dissuade you from going through
with hits idea of marrying Hill
yer. And what he said shook you
quite a bit. Now, you look here
young Gillian: you're not going tc
rush into marriage with Hillye1
just because you've some crazy
notion that love is something not
/ to be trusted"
She shook her head. cts not
that, Anse. Not a question of trust
I think I could trust love well en-
ough. There are other things"
''I'll say no more, Gillian"
Jon Hillyer telephoned Gillian
to tell her that he had just land
ed at St. Hubert Aerodrome. "And
am I glad to be back, and happy
to hear your voice. Tell me, how
are you? Is everything the same
for you and me?"
eyes, JON" She prayed the tele-
phone would take care of the un-
dertone of doubt, of uncertainty
in her voice. 81 haven't been do
ing much, waiting for your re-
turn. I had planned to go to the
city tomorrow"
"Good. You'll come on the
morning train?"
eyes"
"I'll meet you at the station. I
love you, Gillian"
Anse marched into the hall as
she hung up. He had come from
the library. ''What is it, Anse?"
I'm writing to Deborah. I
thought perhaps you'd like to take
her with you tomorrow"
Gillian jumped at the chance.
Deborah would be a splendid
shock absorber, both in regard to
Jon and-there was another pros
pect, another fear; she might meet
Simon Killigrew. If she did meet
him, she wanted others around
her.
He looked over his shoulder be-
fore he went on with his letter.
and it seems to me, Deborah, that
Gillian is quite blind to what she's
doing. I think she is falling in love
with young man named ST.
mon Killigrew but, she intends to
60 through with marrying Hill
yer.
want her happiness more than
anything else. know you will
help me. Just how, I don't know,
but it may be that you can throw
her and Killigrew together when
you are in Montreal. And mind
you, absolute secrecy is the word.
My love to you.
Anselm Meade.