The Centre reporter. (Centre Hall, Pa.) 1871-1940, March 09, 1916, Image 3

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SYNOPSIS,
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Alan Wayae 1s sent away from Red HII,
his home, by his uncle, J. Y., as a moral
fallure. Clem runs after him in a tangle
of short skirts to bid him good- by. Cap
tain Wayne teils Alan of the failing of the
Waynes Clem drinks Alan's health on his
hirthday. Judge Healey buys a picture for
Alix Lansing. The ju 4 defends Alan in
his busincss with his employers. Alan an
Alix meet at sea, bomew ard bound, wu
start a flirtation whi becomes serious.
IV<Continued.
CHAPTER
faced, wide-eyed, the revela
ly and
ht with droop
had played were Db
“Alen.” she gaid one
ing head, "I've
want to play any more. [ want to
quit.” She lifted tearfilled eyes to
him. The foil of artificiality had been
knocked from her hand. She was al
woman and defenseless.
Alan felt a trembling in
limbs. “1 want to quit, too,
said in his low ating
I'm afraid
beaten, too. While 1
with your body we
but now I'm in
the kind of love a man can pray
in vain. No he
heart
mere
but you.”
Tears
cheeks.
on thi
one m
In her
runnine
unning
nie
nig
all his
Alix,” he
vib “but
voice,
was just in love
safe enough,
you
for
names,
crawled
She stood
stand Alan
Gerry had do:
Alan
the rail, hi
to keep
that no ofllic
by surpris<
judg
it is call {
“We wouldn'
the echo
to quit if
alone 1 shall
you are alone
We will always
we are near each
break the ten
end.”
ment
call fo
» except
We
long
other
sion, Alix.
us in the
The slow te
down Alix’ cheeks
she had never sufferes
felt that each tear paid
hier levity.
“Alan,” she 3:
at hin Hd
that it was
ars
were
ia wit!
you know
going
to be i
“No,” he answered
with many women a
tritle with you, N had ever
en you and 1 wanted t
I thought 1 had divore
love I thou
nd [ was re
y OL
ht perl
int love is
you
here
We are bein
NY AR
(HAPTER
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Alix and Al
fever that is hard to
through satiety and ruin. 1
gtill beld apart by generations of sound
tradition but against this bulwark
full flood of modern life ns
it was directed.
an were In the grip of
break
hey were
they
It was only a year ago that the tabl
talk one night had turned on whut was
society's religion and Alan bad said.
“Society has no religlon nowadays;
it bas given up religion for a corrosive
philosophy of nonet He had seen
clearly then but not Sloarty enough to
save himself. He had played with the
corrosive ot te had di
vorced flesh from the soul and now it
was playing with him. He found him.
self powerless in the grip of his desire
for Alix
With her, things had not gone so far,
From the security of the untempted
she had watched ber chosen world play
with fire and only now
tion assailed her, did she
wenkness that lies in wotnan
once ner outposts have fallen ang her
bare heart becomes engaged io the hat.
tle. Not many days had passed after
their ~eturn when Alan's constant ste
tendance upon Gerry's wife
the absorbing center of {uterest to thelr
part of town life. People
enough, Their eyes were too wide
open walchiog the headlong rush to-
wards catastrophe,
hiics."”
philosophy
wien tempta-
realize the
every
One early morning Nanee sent for
Alan. He found ber alone. Ste bad
been erying. He came to hier where
she stood by the fire and she turned
and put her arms around his neck. She
tried to smile but her lips twitched.
“Alan,” she sald, “I want you to go
away.”
Alan was touched. He caught her
wrists and took her arms from sound
his neck. “You mustn't do that sort of
thing to me, Nance. [I'm not fit for it.”
He made her sit down on a great sofa
before the fire and sat down beside
her, “You remind me today of the
most besutiful thing I ever heard said
of you—by a spiteful friend.”
“What was it?’ said Nance, tusning
“She said,
own home. 1
it before. It's a
‘She 18 only beantifui in
never understood
great thing te be
own home.”
“Oh, Alan.” sald Nance, catching his
hand and holding it against her breast,
“it is a great thing it's the greatest
thing in life. That's why 1 sent for
you—Dbecause you are wrecking for-
mnee of being beautiful in
And worse than that,
wrecking Alix’ chances. You
ix cannot do this thing. It n't
gh her people and eurs were
of the nation. You and
ried life with nothing but
to build You may have
st playhouses of sand, but deep
the old foundation must
You must your stand on
ne.
you are
and A
{roth
on
rock
down
end take
d been
turned
fixed on the A
to his face.
forward,
Her eyes ha
Ww she them
it with head hanging
and thoughts far beyoad the
of the room Then he ah
and got up to go. “I wilh + we
Nance,” he sald gravely and
led half to hlinself, half to her,
yme days Al had been pre
Allx with
Upon his ar
rival be bad had an interview with
MeDale & MeDale in the course of
h that firm opened ita eyes and
der tha er had Le
n be left their offices he had
his own
wr, anid to the
v8 only twenty-six-—a boy.
beat us?
ng Walton's recor first.”
“and how he
go away and take
vim, should she consent
whic
its pocket w nit e
fore, W
contract
1I0T¢ Or 8s oN
+3 : $a
McDale, Senio
that "
As he
Nance's,
time will show
walked back from
Alan was thinking that after
hy he should
slowly
all there waa no re
and run
IRON Ww
# vy 4
cus
{1}
reason
As he
saw that
orossed
we had
note tat had been
through the tterslip. Hoe
up. A thrill went through
he recognized Air's handwrit-
stamp it must
have been delivered by hand, He tore
it open and read “You said that a
8 all you asked. 1
He reached his rooms.
ealiold
on a
he
as
Wis no
day.’
Alan's blood turned to liquid fire.
conjured before him a vision
He crushed it and held it to
ind laughed—not eeringly but
uncontrolled excitement,
of Alix
his lips
in pure,
It was not a eolncidence that Gerry
that Nance moning Alan. Ger-
ry and Nance were driven by the same
forewarning of catastrophe. Gerry had
feit it first but he had been slow to
believe, slower to act He had no
precedent for this thing. His
whole being was in revolt against the
situation In which he found himseM,
It was after a sleepless night—a most
unheard of thing with him--that he
hings go no ong
er. He went to Alix' room, knocked
and entered
Alix was up, though the hour was
early for her. Fresh from her bath she
sat in a sheen of blue dressing gown
before the mirror doing her own hair.
Gory glanced around him and into
he bathroom woking for the maid.
“Good-morning.” sald Alix. “She's
not here. Did you want to see her?”
He was standing beside an open
window, He could feel the cold alr on
his hands He felt like putting his
bead out Into it. His head was hot
“All%.,” he sald suddenly without look-
ing at her, “I want you to drop Alan.”
“But 1 don't want to drop Alan”
replied Alix lightly.
Gerry whirled around at her tone,
His nostrils were quivering, To his
amazement his hands fairly itched to
clutch her beautiful throat. He could
hardly control his “Stop play.
ing, AlIX.” he gulped. “There's never
been a divorcee among the Lansings
nor a wifebeater and one is as near
this room as the other right now.”
Gerry regretted the words as soon
ns he had said then but Alix was not
angry. She looked at him through nar.
rowed eyes. She speculated or the
sensation of belng roughly handled by
this rock of a man. There was some.
was sum
sort {
voice,
Ils anger and struggle for control,
her, “And Alan, of all men,” he went
on. At the words the current of her
thoughts was changed. She found her-
self suddenly on the defensive. “Do
you think you are the first woman he
has played with and betrayed?” Ger-
ry's lip was curved to a sneer. “A
philanderer, A man who surrounds
himself with tarnished reputations.”
A dull glow came Into Alix’ cheek
“Philanderers are of many breeds”
she Bald. “There are those who have
the wit to philasder with woman and
those who can only rise to a whisky or
a golf club. Whatever else Alan may
be he is not a time-server.”
Once aroused Alix had taken up the
gauntlet with no uncertain hand. Her
first words carried the war Into the
enemy's camp and they were barbed.
“What do you mean?’ sald Gerry
dally. He had not anticipated a de-
fense.
“lI mean what you have deduced
with an effort. What are you but a
philanderer in little things where Alan
is In great? What have you ever done
to hold me or any other woman? I re-
spected you once for what you were
going to be. That has died. Did you
think I was golng to make you into a
man?’
Gerry stood, breathing hard,
despondency in his heart. Alix went
on pitllessly. “What have you be
come? A monumental timeserver on
the world and you are surprised that a
worker reaches the prize that yoo ean-
not attain! The trouble with you Is
that you have bullt your life altogether
on traditions. It Is a tradition thet
your women are falthfu. so you need
not exert yourself to holding yours!
it is a tradition that you can
wrong, so you need not exert yourself
to doing anything at ail! You are play
ing with Your party
was over a generation ago.”
Allx had ed down. There
still time for Gerry to choke
ood elect. The could
But he did not know it
under the lash of
a great
do no
ghosts, Gerry.
calm wan
her to
hour
yet
made a final and disa
“You try to hur
ing me back to {i
said,
wk
with his pew
appraised it with
it rather
Alix
and found
e “Well, le
Orn sneer,
11 eyes
attract:
hat if I dropped out
, he'd sail for
world
of the
Afric
“We Cant Break the Tension, Alix.”
of his
anve
! "
the re his life
for
from
think
escape
Alix
trembling sorry feit a throb of ex
ultation t as his turn to wound
“What do you 17” sald Alix
very quietly, but it was the quiet of
suppressed passion at white beat.
“I mean that Alan fs the Kind of
man who finds other men's wives an
economy He wonld take everything
you have that's worth taking, but
you"
Alix" eves bls
white face.
sald. He
go away,”
close @
feet
not
at him from her
away."
“Please
zed
“Please go
started] to speak,
she repeated
way that was terrifying to Gerry.
hurried out repeating to himself over
and over, “You have made AliX cry.
You have made Alix cry.”
Alix toyed with the silver on her
dreasing-table until he had gone and
then she swept across the room to
ber little writing«lesk and wrote the
note that Alan had found half an hour
later in his rooms.
hall outside Alix’
hoping to hear a
Gerry stood in the
room for a mote nt
gob, a cry, anything for an excuse to
go back. Instead he heard the scratch
of a pen but he wus too {roubled to
deduce anything from that. He went
slowly down the stairs apd out into
the street. The biting winter air
braced him, He started to walk rapid.
ly. At the end of un hour he found
himself standing on a deserted pier,
He took off his hat and let the wind
cool his head. “I bare made a woman
ery—Alix!” He turned and walked
slowly back to the avenue and into his
club but he still felt uneasy. A walter
»
at his elbow. erry turned on him.
“Who told you to bring that?’ Then
he felt ashamed of his petulance, “It's
al} right, George,” he said, more gent
ally than he had spoken for many a
day, “but [ don't want it. Take ft
away.”
He sat for a long time and at last
came to a resolution. Allx loved rosea.
He would gend her enough to bank her
room and he would follow them home,
He went up the avenue to his florist's
and stood outside trying to decide
whether it should be one mass of blood
red or a color scheme. Suddenly the
plate glass caught a reflection and
threw it in his face. Gerry turned.
A four-wheeler was passing. He
could not see the occupant but on top
was a large, familiar trunk marked
with a yellow girdle, On the trunk
wag a familiar label. He stared
it and the label stared balk at him and
finally danced before his mazed eyes
as the cab disappeared luto the traffic,
Gerry stood for a
stunned. He saw a lady bow
from a carriage and afterwards he
membered that he had not bowey back,
Somebody ran into him. He log)
back at the flowers massed in
window, remembered that he did
need now, and drew
away. Two men
other slde of the street.
long while,
them
passing hansom. From the
Alix’ cab had taken he knew
tion she ¥ for. As he
0.. the platform they were giving
Inst call for the Montreal Ex
He caught sight of Alix
through the gates f
and foll
ched the first Pullma
body raj
the stn
vas bound arrived
the
the window
(erry saw Alan
He w
the
he wheel
the station,
Where could he go? Not to his
ind Alan's His would bel:
the scandal
be buzzing tomorry
ped on
tinst the pane,
and
then
turn
and
stop climb
with club w
comfortable
gloomy Kven
imparted to
the
"hen she wi
lows
ge of the old
at emt
He
tion
+
Grove in
atn
from
were vo
wn
him
The
sroak (rerry
not |
piled
glimps
(sage,
him
the o
Gerry gave
ory He
ginee
terminable and
wit he io
had avoided
Gunter wary
icket,
Ar the
came to him. i mye
no ticket.”
“No,” said
Gerry, drawing a
“How much Is the
Pernambuco?
The purser fidgeted.
ular, sir.”
“Is It?" maid Gerry,
“1 have no ticket forma,
purser, ning.
“I don’t want a id Gerry.
“1 want a good rocin apd three square
passage to
“This is irreg
indifferently.
*
wen ke
ticket,’
Long. quiet days on a quiet sea are
a master sedative tp a troubled mind.
Gerry had a great deal to think
through He sat by the hour with
hands oosely
on the ocean, trac
married life and measuring
grounds for Alix’ arraignment. Gerry
was just and generous to others faults
but not to hig own. He had forgotten
the sting of Alix’ words amd to his
growing amazement, saw in himself
their justification. A time-server he
certainly had been. But he reviewed
the lives of many other men in his
own leisurely class and decided that
he was not without company. After
all, what was there In America for
such men to do except make more
money ?
For the firet time he was struck by
narrowness of Awmerican life.
There was only one line of effort
The whole people thronged a single
causeway. They made a provincial
demand that all should dress alike.
look alike, think alike.
on in a body to the single goal of
were lost,
Individualists were rare and unwel.
come, Boys stoned Chinamen because
tuirbaned Asiatic, strayed to an
friendly shore, with Jeers; stound
ed Rriton, faulticasly
the sensation
Each of these
nn-
An a
dressed
of n
gireoet,
without a thought.
80 many
the same way.
summed up the
“Men, machinery, machines!”
With the thought of Alan his
puckered. Here he felt no lpm
indulgence. Some day he would
Now they becnine
weather-vanes all
How was (it
history
Alan had
of Ameri
caught her
ber mou*h until she ga
membered
If I ever kiss you 1 sha
your soul out between i
AlIX’ ams
ish she re
your
did
”
"Ww
zsement she not feel an
fire,
Her
Uhe
ing
ae
re
her soul out between her
gonl stood naked Iw
naked soul is an
Hips
and
The
that
fore her
ugly thing
and from
Alix suddenly
too,
bourne of shame
volted.
Alan from her,
were burn
Gaaping
Their eyes met,
she pushed
His
ne
ae
Iy backward to the door and with her
pand behind her opened the Iateh.
Alan did not move. He knew that if
be could not hold her with his eyes he
could not hold her at all. The train
started. Alix passed through the door
nd rushed to the platform. The pore
ter was about to drop the trap on the
steps. Alix slipped by him. With all
her force she pushed open the door
and jumped. The train was noving
very slowly but Alix reeled and wouid
have fallen had It not been for a pass
ing baggageman, He caught her and,
still in his arms, Alix looked back.
Alan's white face was at the window,
He looked steadily at her,
“Ye almost wint with him,
sald the baggageman, with
brogue and a twinkling eye.
“How did youn know?’ sald Alix
daged
At the strange question the baggage
Mi=s"™
a [full
gravity, “Where a'ye think I was
armas?” he asked solemnly.
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