THIRD INSTALLMENT | g
It was still in the room. The h
yellow light flared low in the lamp u
on the table. There lay the news-! v
paper as it had dropped the night v
before, and her mother’s work-!g
basket was overturned by the t]
hearth. Roddy had knocked it n
down when he sprang at his. father.!it
Roddy was going to jail!
Nancy gasped. On the chair e,
were her furs, her hat and her 1<
gloves, just as she had tossed them.'f
She drew a long breath, averting her g
eyes from her father’s gray face and 0
went to the chair. Swiftly and b
stealthily she put on her hat, her Jj
furs, and her gloves. Then she1 w
stole out into the hall, dropped the j\
chain-bolt, opened the front door, s)
and slipped silently out of the still f
house. 1 v
It was broad daylight outside 1<
now; the morning air touched her|v
hot face gratefully like cold clear b
water. It was February and the ii
pussy-willows ssvung over herj
head. At her feet some yellow 0
crocusses shot up, just opening lit- a
tie yellow eyes in the grass like the'r
yellow eyes of Roddy’s siren.; j,
Nancy stamped her foot on the 0
round, it was that woman who
ad done it. She knew it with the
nerring jealous second sight of a
oman. It wasn’t Wall Street, it
■asn't curb-brokers, it wasn’t
ambling, it was that woman with
le fascinating eyes; she wanted
loney and she had made a boy steal
for her!
Nancy opened the gate and walk
1 rapidly down the street never
ioking back. Sunrise made the
agstones white between the new
reen of the grass; keen little blades
f it thrust up through the new
rown earth and gleamed in the sun
ke metal. The red maple buds
ere like a scarlet haze. There was
lajor Lomax’s house, the little one
anding back. Nancy walked
aster; if she did not hurry she
ould never do it. There was the
>w, black iron gate—it was ajar,
raiting for her! She drew her
reath, opened it wider and went
1.
She went up the steps, lifted the
Id brass knocker, let it fall with
clang and starting, trembling, to
an away again. But she was only
ist doovn the steps when the door
peiied wide and Richard Morgan
:ood there, looking at her.
Be was not very tall but so
iosely built and lean that he looked
iller. There was a white band
n his forehead, above the tan of
is lean face, and his eyes held you.
[range eyes, brown with green
ghts glistening in still brown
ools.
Nancy put her hand out and laid
on the tall stem of one of his
oung trees.
"I—I came to see you Richard.’
He came down the steps, holding
it his hand.
Won’t you come in then,
ancy?”
She breathed hard, her kneed
ere shaking under her. She could)
:ver do i,t—never! jgjjff
"I’ve g<it to come in, Richard,7^
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she said weakly.
He had her hand now and he led
her up the steps. Three times al
ready ' he had asked her to marry
him, and the last time she had tried
to be rude ta him, tried purposely,
to stop him. They both remem
bered; she'saw' it in his face, but
he was nice about it; he did not
look into her eyes just then. He
took her into the library. It was
big and square and friendly, and
the books lined it richly. A log
had just been kindled on the brass
andirons; in a bowl on the table
were some snowdrops and pussy
willows. A tight pain clutched at
Nancy’s heart, like the closing of a
vise. She saw Page Roemer’s face
as plainly as if he stood there,
speaking to her. Then she heard
Richard’s voice.
"Sit down, Nancy. Here’s
mother’s favorite chair. I’ll let
you have it.”
His mother had been one of the
rich Kentucky Weatherills; she had
brought her fortune to the little old
town and made it wonder over her
resources and Dr. Henry Morgan’.s
luck. Her death two years ago
had left all the money to her only
son. Dr. Henrv hadn’t anv to
leave, but he had left a practice
and a good name; Richard had
those, too. It was called the Mor
gan luck.
Richard pushed his mother’s big
winged arm-chair forward now for
Nancy. As he did it, the clock on
the mantle struck six.
Nancy started. “What can you
think of me? I know you haven’t
breakfasted—I had to come!” She
had not accepted the chair, she
stood by the fire, pulling at her
gloves. She was shaking from her
head to foot with an ague of fear.
"I had to come, Richard!”
"Yes?” his voice was low, “wh.it
is it, Nancy?”
She did not answer; she averted
her face and he saw her delicate
chin trembling. A pang of bitter
ness shot through him; he knew
He came down the steps holding
out his hand.
well enough why his love for her
had never reached her, she cared
about that Roemer boy. But she
■was here, at his hearthstone now,
and he could let his eyes rest on
her. He saw her as no one else in
the world could see her, he thought
How little she was, and delicate; he
could crush her body up against hi
with one arm! Her little head
too, was so defiant, and the round
trembling chin and white throat.
He could see it move and quiver as
she breathed. The exquisite turn
of the cheek, the little ear and the
lovely glossy hair. How dear she
was. He drew a deep breath and
she looked up sharply, met the pas
sion in his eyes and shrank. She
shrank so visibly that it pained him
again. He thrust the chair nearer.
"Sit down, Nancy,” his voice
sounded harsh and unnatural.
This time she sank into the chair,
a little huddled figure, her head
down.
"I don’t know1 how to begin,
iMinaiu:
He became aware suddenly of
her anguish. He held himself in
check with a strong hand.
"Are you in trouble, Nancy?”
"Yes.”
He went over to the mantel and
stretched out his arms along it
steadying his fingers on the edge.
He had the long thin fingers of the
artist and the poet, but his hand
had Strength and power, too. It
was the hand of a surgeon. He
was watching her with his strange
eyes, but he was not helping her.
"Richard, I tried to be rude to
you—you know—last time—”
"Last time I asked you to marry
me,” he said quietly; "yes.”
She caught her breath. He wasj
not bitter, but there was something
n him that was like granite. There
svas power in his look, too, it fright
;ned her; he seemed to have himself
;o well in hand, and yet— She be
wail to feel that his love must be a!
aower; she had always been afraid,
>f it, she knew it now! She cast a
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RENO: . . , Mrs.. Thalia Massie,
(above), here seeking divorce, will
charge cruelty and incompatibility
against her husband, Lieut. Thomas
Massie, U. S. Navy. It was around
Mrs. Massie that the famous Hawaii
assault case of more than two years
ago developed, Lieut. Massie stand
ing trial as one of the principals for
the slaying of a Hawaiian charged
with the assault on Mrs. Massie.
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frightened look toward the door.
Could she get away?
Then suddenly she saw her fath
er’s bent gray head and his white
face, his mouth hanging open—as
if he had died as he slept in the
chair by the hearth; he wou!d look
that way when he was dead, she was
sure of it! She tried to raise her
eyes, but her lids seemed to weigh
them down. They traveled along
me uuii uiue luj; lu uie iiiepiace,
they reached his feet, and then
slowly—up, up tot his narrow
prominent chin, his tight mouth,
his nose—it wasn’t quite straight
—his green-brown eyes! She start
ed and the blood went up from
throat to brow, her own eyes quiv
ered and fell, she gasped.
"I’ve come to take it back,” she
whispered. She could not speak
aloud.
"What do you mean, Nancy Vir
ginia?”
She twisted her hands in her
lap. Her gloves had failed on the
floor at her feet. She couldn’t
raise her eyes at all.
"I mean my rudeness to you,
then. I—I take it back.
youican’t mean—?'*’
She straightened herself, clutch
ing at the arms of the big chair.
Her dry lips moved but muttered
nothing. Then with a frightened
effort, she dragged it out, tumbling
her words together.
"I’ve come to you for help—I’m
in awful trouble, I’ve got to borrow
money—borrow it tbday, too! A
great deal of money—I’ve come to
ask you to lend me fifteen thousand
dollars, Richard.”
His eyes held hers now against
her will. She did not know what
he thought; she felt humiliation, it!
beat down on her like rain.
"It’s a great deal to borrow,’’
she faltered weakly, childishly, "but
I’ve got to have it—today! Rich
ard, can you lend it to me now?”
He seemed her answer with an
effort, but his voice had a strange
thrill in it. ■ "I’d do anything for'
you, Nancy—you know that, sure-]
,ly? I’d give you all I’ve got if 5
!could—if you’d let me!”
| She raised her eyes slowly, reluct
' antly, and met his again. There
[was a glow in his, as if some hidden
fire had leaped up in there like a
flame. The si jht of it set her
heart beating wildly again.
"I want to borrow it, Richard,”
she said hoarsely. "I’ll—return it,
I’ll—I’ll give you a pledge for its
return.”
nc started ana cnangea color.
"What did you say, Nancy?”
She rose, trembling, and stood,
holding him off with he/ wide
frightened eyes, her very lips, white.
"I even pledge myself—I’ll marry
you, Richard!”
Silence followed, a silence so thick
and tangible that it pressed down
on Nancy’s shaken nerves until she
wanted to scream. Her heart be
gan to beat against her- side, the ’
throbs were like the heavy strokes
of a hammer an an anvil.
"Did you mean that, Nancy?”
"Yes.’’
"You’ll marry me?” He drew
nearer. She could feel his passion
for her, it shook him so she recoil-|
ed, sinking again into his mother’s!
chair, hiding her face from him. j
"Yes, I—I said so,” she faltered!
in a broken voice. "I meant it,
Richard.”
He threw himself on one knee
beside her chair; she felt his arms]
around her. "When, Nancy,1
when?” His arms trefhbled.
She lifted her head and looked at]
him, her blue eyes still wide with
fear. "On Monday—in Washing-]
ton.”
He held her, his strong arms like
a thing of iron about her; she felt
as if they pressed into her heart,
and yet there was a quiver in them;
the thrill of his own heart-beats
shook them. But his eyes were
searching her. She tried to turn
them away but she could not, he
had a power in his that seemed to
hypnotize her. But she saw the
flush on his face die out and leave
him white.
"God” he whispered. "I can’t
lose her—my wife! Nancy—” he
raised one hand to her shoulder,
touching her white throat; "I’d
give my immortal soul to know—
that you meant you loved me!”
She writhed, dragging herself
away from his touch. The very
act, hysterical as she was, betrayed
her. She hated his touch. He
caught his breath, releasing her and
.ising slowly to his feet. He stood
ooking down at her.
"You don’t love me, Nancy,” he
said bitterly, "and it’s madness, I
know it—but I’ll make you—I’ll
risk it; I’ll marry you on your own
terms, 1—’’ he drew nearer again,
looking down at her. "I’m taking
you at your own word, Nancy;
you’ll mirry me on Monday—any
where on God’s earth—say the
word and I’ll be there!”
"I’ve come to ask you to lend me
fifteen thousand dollars, Richard.”
She was very glad that he had let
her go; she could) breathe now and
she remembered. She had to save
Roddy—she had to save the Gor
don family honor*
"On Monday, Richard.”
He caught her hands in his
drawing her impetuously toward
him again. His deep eyes kindled
but she shrank, shivering.
"It’s a gamble, Nancy, but I’ll
do it—I’ll make you love me! I—”
He lifted her hands and kissed them
passionately, first one and then the
other. “Don’t be afraid of me,”
he felt them shaking, "I’ll do any
thing for you—you want to bor
row1 money? Listen, Nancy, I
know you must have some great
need of it, but I shall never ask
you, never! You can tell when
you’re ready, but I shall never ask
l 1 •. _
yuu UI1C WUIU tlUUUl ntvu vjuw
tion you. I’m going to take you
at your word though, and marry
yon on Monday—because I’ll make
you love me, I swear I will! It’s
Monday then in Washington?”
His voice was low still, but it
seemed to reach through space and
touch some quivering, pulsating
spot in her soul. She tried to rise,
dashing tears from her blue eyes,
and her lips shook, but she answer
ed, dragging out one word, the word
he wanted.
"Yes.”
(Continued Next Week)
Cleveland County farmers will
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$175,000 in rentals will add $33 5,
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The Byrd expedition to Antarc
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a 70-foot-high barrier of ice skirt
ing the Bay of Wales collapsed and
<umost engulfed the Jacob Ruppert,
flagship of the expedition.
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reconnaissance flight in Rear Ad
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ice after the skiis of the craft had
become dislodged at that take-off.
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