First Installment
Love doesn’t last. . .
: was with those words ringing
>er ears that Pauline woke up
her wedding morning to find
sunshine pouring in at her
dow.
Love doesn’t last. . . .” It
led strange that the one
ight in her mind on this day
all days should be of those
ds in Barbara Stark’s letter
ch had arrived late last night,
iarbara was Pauline’s best
nd, for reasons that both of
n would have found difficult to
lain. The two girls were as
ike as it is possible to be, for
le Pauline was young, unspoil
and full of the joy of life, with
Duelling belief in happiness and
theory that love njsver dies
bara, at seven-and-twenty,
ned to have run through more
leriences and emotions than
ny a woman double her age.
: had been married, had had a
Sy, which mercifully, so people
d, had died soon after birth; she
d been divorced, and at the mo
snt was getting herself talked
out everywhere by her wild ex
avagance and because of a new
Ld violent friendship with a mar
sd man.
But in spite of all these things
auline adored her.
The chief trouble was that Den
is did not approve of Barbara
nd many times, during her en
gagement Pauline’s heart had
leen torn because of her love for
ner friend, and her love for the
man she was to marry, and her de
sire to do as she wished.
Many times she had tried to ex
plain to Dennis her friendship for
Barbara, and had always been con
scious of failure.
"I know people don’t like her,”
she defended Barbara loyally, "bu,.
that’s only because they don’t
know her and understand her as I
do.”
"Her own fault,” Dennis broke
in gruffly, but this Pauline would
not allow.
Pauline never really knew wheth
er Barbara liked Dennis or dislik
ed him. She was always charming
to him when he wouia allow her
to be, and yet last night, in the
letter that accompanied a most
beautiful gift, she had said things
about marriage which had so im
pressed Pauline that she woke on
her wedding morning with some
of the words ringing in her ears.
. . . don’t expect too much
from your husband as I did Any
woman of experience will tell you
that love doesn’t last. Romance
will wear thin. It’s traditional
that men get tired of the same wo
man. When you’ve been married
a few years you’ll be lucky if
you’re still good friends. Don’t
think I am saying these things to
hurt you. I’m saying them be
cause I want you to be happy, and
you can only be happy after you’re
married by not expecting too much
Let him be quite free, and don’t
try to chain him to you all the
time—that’s a sure way to kill
love. ... '
"Love doesn’t last . . .”
Those were the words that
naunrea ner as sne sar up in ucu,
her ber, her fair hair rumpled
childishly, her blue eyes blinking
in the sunshine. The present Bar
bara had sent her was standing on
a small table by itself.
It was a small carved statuette
in ivory and silver, of a small
Cupid beating his hand in vain a
gainst a barred door, and under
neath was the one word "Denied.”
It seemed a funny sort of wred
ding present to send anyone, Paul
ine thought, even while she realiz
ed its beauty. When she had
shown it to Dennis he had laugh
ed.
"She’s a miserable cyclic,” he
said. "We’ll put it in the spare
room, so that she’ll be able to look
at it as much as she likes when she
comes to stay—I suppose she will
come—”
"Of course she will,” Pauline
answered quickly, but she had not
told him about Barbara’s letter;
she had burned it.
"Love doesn’t last. . .
Of course, that had been Bar
bara’s own experience. Pauline was
not clear as to the facts of her
friend’s marriage—she had never
asked about it—and Barbara nev
er spoke of her husband. That
he had made good provision for her
was common knowledge^ that he
was somewhere abroad was a vag
uely accepted fact, and that the
divorce had actually been nobody’s
fault but one of those "arranged”
affairs was agreed by the charitable
Pauline thought it was all very
pathetic. Sometimes the far-away
lonely look in Barbara’s eyes made
her heart ache, and yet Barbara al
ways seemed happy enough. She
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laugnea a great ucai, sue wcm. cv
erywhere, she dressed beautifully,
and yet the strange quality of
mother love in Pauline’s affection
for her told Pauline that in reality
she was not a happy woman.
"No heart!” So Dennis summed
her up. "Selfish as the devil. I
know the type well.”
Sometimes Pauline was tempted
to think he was right. Dear Den
nis, who was so good to everyone.
Dennis had fallen in love with
Pauline at first sight, so he said,
and she—well, there had never
been another man in the world for
her.
"Much better for you if there
had been,” so Barbara declared.
"First love generally comes a crop
per for want of experience.”
Pauline had laughed at the time,
but now the words returned to her
with a little sting. She dismissed
them deterrrunedly<r—what did', it
matter what one embittered out
look prophesied? She knew she
would be perfectly happy.
Dennis was quite well off, and
he had prospects. He was thirty
two, and he hid a motor car in
which they were going away for
a honeymoon trip; he had bought
a house—quite a small one, but a
"darling,” so Pauline told every
one, and she had been quiie sure
that they would live happily ever
after, until Barbara’s letter came
last night.
Not that she was really serious
ly influenced by it—all Barbara’s
ideas about life were totally diff
ent from her own—but it was the
hrst small snaaow case over the
sunshine of her happiness.
It was her wedding day! In the
next room a white frock and veil
lay on the bed, downstairs all the
wedding presents were set out on
long tables.
She took up Dennis O’Hara’s
photograph and kissed it. In a
few hours now she would be his
wife—she would be Mrs. O’Hara.
Dennis said he was. not Irish, in
spite of his name. Only yesterday
she had almost covered a sheet ot
notepaper with his name and her
own joined together—Pauline O’
Hara.
There was a tap at the door,
and her mother came in.
"I’ve brought your tea myself
this morning, darling. It’s a love
ly day—so warm and sunny. Did
you sleep well?”
"Beautifully.” But Pauline’s
heart gave a little tfirob of pain
as she remembered it was the last
time she would sleep here quite as
herself.
"I hope the sun will shine for
you all your life,” her mother said
as she kissed her. "There is an old
saying: "Keep your face to the sun
shine and the shadows will fall be
hind you.’ Now drink your tea
and get dressed.”
Then, being a sensible mother,
she went quickly away, before
Pauline saw the tears in her eyes.
Pauline drank he: tea, bathed,
and dressed. There were a lot of
pei pie staying in the house —cous
ins, aunts, and a bachelor uncle
and two children who were to be
bridesmaids—the morning s ened
to fly till suddenly Pauline’s
mother said: "It’s time you dress
ed, darling.”
Pauline was conscious of a lit
tle shock, and for a moment a
wild sense of panic took possession
of her. It was as if someone had
said: "This is the beginning of the
end. After today life will be quite
different. You will never really
belong to yourself any more or be
free to do as you like.”
With art effort she pulled her
self together. What nonsense.
When she was marrying a man she
loved with her whole heart and
was going to a happiness far great
er than she had ever known.
She hummed a snatch of a song
as >he ran v -fairs to he- lomn
S:v 'a as at the door vo.n someone
caret up the fairs hrm-u! her two
at a time, and Peter T dtnson—a
y favor-': .ousir., v-'n would
have liked rr, be someiYo., nearer
and dearer—called her name.
"Pauline!”
"Hullo, Peterkin.”
He joined her rather breathless
ly
"This has just come. I thought
you’d like to open it.” He gave
Iter a small parcel.
"Thank you.” Pauline was turn
ing away when he caught her
hand.
"I just want to wish you the
best of luck always—and happi
ness—heaps of it.” She tried gently
to release her hand, but he held it
fast.
"I’ll always be the same, Paul
ine—always there if you want me.
If ever there should be any trou
ble. . . .”
Again Pauline was conscious of
that little shadow premonition.
What trouble could there be.
Why did everyone insist that her
sunshine was bound to be clouded.
She laughed in nervous exas
peration.
"I suppose you are one of those
people who believe that love nev
er lasts,” she said definiateiy.
"My love for you will last,’
Peter answered, and then before
she could stop him he had taken
her by the shoulders and kissed her
on the lips.
"All the best,” he said, not very
steadily, and before she could
move he had gone, and she heard
him clattering away down the
stairs again.
Pauline went into her room and
shut the door. She felt a little
shaken and almost as if she wanted
to cry. She and Peterkin had been
brought up together, but never be
fore’ had he kissed her like that or
looked at her with such an expres
sion in his eyes. Pauline was fond
of Peterkin, but something in her
heart resented that sudden display
of affection. Her lips belonged to
Dennis—no other man had a right
to them. She tried to feel ancrv
with him, but it was a short-lived
anger. Poor Peterkin! It was not
such a happy day for him as it
was ^oing to be for her. She pull
ed off the fastening of the little
parcel he had brought her. It was
from Barbara Stark—a slender
blue garter fastened with a tiny
arrow.
"Just for luck”—so a • little
written message read—"and in
case nobody has remembered to
give you the 'something blue’
which is supposed to insure hap
piness.”
Pauline let the little gift fall
to the floor. She did not want to
take her luck from Barbara—for a
moment she felt as if the bad fairy
of the old nursery story had arriv
ed and cast a spell over her. Then
she valiantly pulled herself togeth
er. Such nonsense! Barbara was
her best friend, and it was charm
ing of her to remember the old
superstition—of course, she would
wear it.
Then the bridesmaids came clam
ouring at the door, and there was
the all important function of fix
ing the veil, and an excitement be
cause the bouquets had not arriv
ed.
She was getting a little nervous
and overdone, and her mother pro
mptly cleared everyone out of the
room and, shutting the door, took
Pauline in her arms.
"I wish you all the happiness in
the world,” she said, and now she
could not hide the tears in her
eyes. "Dennis is a good boy, and
he loves you, but if ever you are
in trouble, don’t forget that you
have a mother, Pauline.”
Pauline gently disengaged her
self from her mother's arms.
"Do you think love lasts?” she
asked in a tense little voice.
There was a short silence, then
her mother laughed. "It all de
pends on what you mean by love.”
Pauline’s mother stooped to pick
up a fallen flower, perhaps because
for a moment she was not quite
sure of the expression in her eyes.
"Love changes, of course, but
nearly always for the better. You
can’t keep up the excitement of be
ing engaged. When you’re living
together—its different.”
."You mean—they get used to
you?” Pauline said. "You mean,
there isn’t the same sort of longing
to be with you—is that what you
mean?” she asked.
"My dear little girl—”
Pauline broke in ruthlessly. "Did
you love Daddy very much when
you married him?”
"Very much indeed.”
"And were you disappointed af
terward?”
"Things are always different
from what one expects.”
"And do you love him still?”
Pauline’s mother looked away.
"Yes—but it’s different,” she said,
and then, as if regretting the ad
mission, she hastened to add: "But
no two marriages are alike. We
must all shape our own destinies.
You will find out for yourself.”
There was a little silence, theri
Pauline drew a hard breath like a
sigh, and for a moment her pret
ty face looked sad.
"I wonder why,” she said slow
ly.
CONTINUED NEXT WEEK
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