Evening public ledger. (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, October 19, 1920, POSTSCRIPT, Image 25

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Tfte Second Honeymoon
By RUBY M. AYRES
Author )t "The Woman Hater" and "The Black Sheep"
MrplIINQS will come all right you '
, dec," said Gladys wisely. She
picked up Christine's frock and carefully
folded It.. "Give lilm a chance, Chris
tine; I don't Tiold a brief for him, but,
my word 1 It would bo rotten It the Great
Horatio found out tho truth and cut
Jimmy off with a shilling, wouldn't U?
Of count, really It would servo him
rlrht, but ono can't very well tell him
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0 to her feet. ' There, I think that's
It must be nearly dinner time."
But Christine did not move.
"I wish you could como with us," she
nld tremblingly. "Why can't you come
with us? I shouldn't mind half so much
If you wero there."
Oladys glanced at her and away again.
"Now you're talking sheer rubbish,"
he said lightly. "You remind mo of
that absurd play, The Chinese Honey
moon,' when the bride took her1 brldes
mlds with her." She laughed : she took
Christine's hand and dragged her to her
ttet "Vou might smllo a little," she
protested. "Don't let Jimmy think you're
afraid of him."
"I am nfrald. I don't want to go."
Suddenly sho began to cry.
Oladjs's kind eyes grew anxious; she
stood silent for a moment.
"I'm ever so much happier here,"
Chrlstlno went on. "I hate London; 1
hate tho horrid hotel. I'd rnther be
wo with vou and " she brolio off.
Gladys let bo of her hand ; there was
s pucker of anxiety between her eyes.
What had Kettering said to Christine!
ihe asked herself In sudden panic. Sure
ly he had not broken his word to her.
She dismissed tho thought with a shrug
cf tho shoulders. . , . , ,
"Don't bo a baby, Chris," sho said a
trifle Impatlentlv "If un to you this
tlmo. nnjuny. What's tho uso of bjlng
joung and as pretty us you nre If you
can't win tho man you want?'
Christine dried her eyes, her cheeks
uere flushed. ..... ,. ...
"But I don't want him," she said with
sudden passion. "I don't want him any
more than he wants me."
Clladys stared at nor In speechless
dismay. She felt as If a cold hand had
been laid on her heart. She was un
utterably thankful when the dinner (ton
broke tho silence; she turned again to
''Well,' I want my dinner, that's all I
know," she said. '
."he went downstairs without waiting
for Christine.
Jimmy met her In tho hall ; he loqked
at her with a sort of suspicion, she
thought, and she knew she was coloring.
"Look here, Jimmy." she said with
sudden brusqueness, "If she comes back
here again without you It will be the
last time you need ask mo for help.
You've got your chance. Tf ynti can't
make her want to stay with you for the
rest of your natural life 1 wash my
hands of tho whole affair."
"I'll do my beet, I " he floundered.
Oladys caught his arm In friendly
fashion.
"I'vo no right to tell you, I suppose"
she snld, loworlng her voice, "but It
won't bo easy. I never tnought she'd
change so, but now well " Sho
thrugged her shoulders.
v llttlo flamo flashed Into Jimmy's
ejes.
. ou mean that she doesn t care a
hang for me now, Is that It?" ho asked
roujrhly.
Gladys did not answer; sho turned
her face away.
Jimmy put his hands on her shoulders,
forcing her to look at him.
"Gladys, you don't mean not not
Kettering?"
There was a thrill of agony In his
voice.
"I don't know t can't be sure,"
Gladys answered him agitatedly. "I
don't know anything. It's only only
what I'm afraid of." She moved hur
riedly awav from him ns thev henrd
Christine's footsteps on tho landing up
stairs. "I supposo It was wrong of mo to
have said that." she told herself In a
panic as sho went In to dinner. "But
after all. It serves him right I Perhaps
hell understand now Fomethlng of what
sho suffered, poor darling."
Out In the hall Jimmy was standing
at the foot of the otalrs looking up at
Christine.
"I I feel such nn awful brute," he
began agitatedly. "I don't deservo that
ou should consider me In tho least. I
I'll do my beat, Christine."
Sho seemed to avoid looking at him.
She moved quickly past him.
"Don't let's talk about It," she said
rmously. "I'd much rather wo did not
talk about It" "She went on Into the
dining room without him.
Jimmv sioon ror a moment irr'snuue;
he could not believe that It was Chris
tine who had spoken to him like this.
Christine, who so obviously wished to
void him.
A sudden flame of Jealousy seared his
heart; he clenched his fists. Kettering
-hang that fellow, how dared he make
love to another man's wife 1
. Out ho had conquered his agitation
wore he followed Chrlstlno. Ho did
nls best to bo cheerful and 'amusing dur
ing dinner. He was rewarded once by
'Wing the pale nhost of a smile on
Christine's sad little face: It was as If
or a moment she allowed him to ralso
;n veil of disillusionment that had
alien between them and step back Into
IIO nlrl hflnnv rfava whim 4h.. UaA
Pled at sweethearts.
nut tho dinner was over all too soon,
na Gladys said It was tlmo to think
nhout trains, and she talked and hustled
Mry cleverly, glvln them ro time to feel
I?i .rd or embarrassed. She was
necared, consolous, porhaps, that both
or them would bo glnd of her company;
nft said that oil. wl.l.4 V.n .l.f
come with them nil the way, but that.
-. "". mey urn not want ner. Ana
ii,; . OI l,lem dared to contradict her,
I,H5h. secretly Jimmy nnd Chrlstlno
r.PJJ ,hiu? Given ". great donl had sho
'Mdenly changed her mind and Insisted
on accompanying them to London.
fche stood at tho door of the lallwav
jwrlage until tho last minute; sho sent
II m.lnnPP ne ntio.r.l moor....... ... lk
rcat Horatio; aim tnM fiiri.tino m u.
jure to give, him her love ; she kept1 up
JV tnnnsr flrft of rl,aff nml banter till
..J . ,J,tnr,e1 away, and a pompous
juard told her to "Stand back there"!
Vut Pal little face and Jimmy's wor-
..i ' "na Deen swaiiowoa up in the
Mrkness 0f the evening.
tITn ,9Iadys turned to walk home
fione with a feeling of utter desolation
nn. .. ,"ea" ana an undignified smart
ing of tears In her eyes.
ttiin i i '"s"""!!"" vo none mo rigm
Sin,1.,n 'i111" "or so," sho thought, as
""Turned out on to the dark road aga'n
vf, ,'l?Pr-I beg your pnrdon!" She had
oumped Into n, tall man coming toward
JsVV&at sound of ner V0M: ll
h."hilM L.cBhton, what In tlio world"
e.,V.eKdn In amaroment.
I VO IIAOn talnn 1(mm -. j-tt.l...
xp uined airily, though her heart wan
"fating UncomfnrtnVitv "Tlmmu on,1
hnnilinei 'hey v gone off on a second
"oneymoon," she added flippantly,
h.'niyand Chrlstlno!" ho echoed
hid i J '," Just " lno or voice sno
?. "faded and expected to hear, half
!ZfL'laLf nnBry, Sho could feel his oyen
far. ?if iov,.n M nor- Tying to read her
a -her8 lh darlneM- tnen ho gave
n i."upPM yu Ul'nk you aro
nhl fro.m me?" he said rouj
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),- r "" "uv "newer nt once, ana
:.?!", h BPoke It W3H In a queer,
trangled voice:
'rem he??' apB 1 om Protect,nK '
There was a little- silence, then she
li said p from ,,m' "aood n,shV
IfB frllAn.Kl I.T L . ...
Veil tV ' . "" l wl" wbik dock Wlin
th'..i Btrde along beside h'er through
tin. .-J..1 " W',B tninmng or curls
don W5.Mlmmy Wedlng away to I)n
?slfeU,er'. nm a sort f Impotent
Jimmy was such a boy: So Ignorant
llU AiTC ln whlch " :ve a woman
to": no' no nBhed nn ngry ques-
Si5 "HSC811"0" wa this this ?"
i i .not K 0,I
lhemae? ,,n?.!Vrr.t')cy aarrfd between
''i'i ilium, jioraiio is cominfi
Action and
Adventure
They sweep you along in
Gcorgo Barr McCutchcon's now
novel
West Wind Drift
It fa a basic human interest
story, novcr beforo printed, of
how 'two women fought for a
man's love.
Ruth and Olfja ,
They put up a good battlo and
the issue is long in doubt.
Don't' Miss It '
The first installment will ap
pear on Saturday in tho
Evening Puljjic Ledger
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Gladys told him, her voice sounding a
little hysterical.
"And nro you staying on here?
I shall for tho present till Chris
tine conies back If sho over does," she
added deliberately,
"You mean that you think the won't?"
he questioned sharply.
"I mean that I hopo she won'L"
They walkod somo llttlo way In si
lence. -."You'll flnd It dull alono at Upton
J . us?j ho said presently in a mors
friendly voice.
"Yes." Gladys was humiliated to know
now near she was to weeping ; she would
rather have died than let Kettering know
how desolate sho felt
"Yoii don't care for motoring, do you?"
he said suddenly, "Or I might como along
and take you out sometimes."
"I do, I lova It."
Sho could feel him staring at her In
amazement.
"But you said " ho began.
'"I Know what I said ; it was only an
other way of expressing my disapproval
or of well, you know!" she explained
"Oh," he said grimly; suddenly he
laughed. "Well, then, may I call and
take you out sometimes? We shalt both
be lonely," ho ndded with a sigh. "And
even If you don't like me "
. l wa't!d, as If expecting her to con
tradict him. but sho did not, and It was
Impossible for him to know that through
tho darkness her heart was acitlng, and
her cheeks crimson because well, per
haps because she liked him too much
for complete happiness.
Jimmy and Chrlstlno traveled to Lon
don at opposite ends of tho carriage.
Jimmy had done his best to make his
wire comfortables; he had wrapped n
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nigm; ho had bought moro papers and
magazines than sho could possibly read
on a Journey of twice tho length, and
seeing that she was disinclined to talk
ho had Anally retired to tho other cna
or tho carriage and pretended to be
asleep.
He wns dying for a smoke: ho would
havo given his tout for a cigarette, but
he was afraid to nsk for permiss'on ; i
he tat thero In durance vllo with his
nrms folded tightly and his eyes half
closed, while the train sped on througn
tho night toward London.
rhrli!.re tuned tho pages of her mag
azlnes diligently, though-It Is doubtful tf
sne read a word or saw a single picture.
She folt very tired and dispirited; It
was as if she had been forced back
against her will to look once more on
the day of her wedding, when tho cold
cheerlessness of the church and vestry
had frightened her, and when Jimmy
hod asked Sangstcr to lunch with them.
The thought of SangBtcr gave her a.
gleam or comfort ; she liked him, ana
sho knew that ho could be relied upon ;
ho wondered how soon sho would see
him.
And then sho thought of Kettering
and tho last words he had tatd to her
on the steps at Upton House, nnd a little
sigh otenped her. She thought Jimmy wis
nslecp ; sho put down the magazine nnd
let herself drift. Thero was somothing
about Kettering that had appealed to hor
B no othor man had ever done, some
thing manly and utterly reliable, which
sho found restful and protecting. Sho
wondered what ho would say when ho
heard that she had gone back to Jimmy,
and what he would tnlnk.
Sho looked across at her husband ; his
eyes wero wide open.
"Do you want anything?" ho asked
quickly. ,
"No, thank you," Sho seized upon the
magazine again; sho flushed in con
fusion. "I've been wondering." said Jimmy
gently, "where you would llko to stay
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more comfortable In In my rooms If
you wouldn't mind going there, but "
She Interrupted hastily, "I'd much
rather go to a hotol. I don't care where
it Is any place will do."
She spoke hurriedly, as If she wished
the conversation ended.
Jimmy looked at her wistfully, sho
was so pretty, much prettier than ha
had realized, ho told himself with a
sonse of loss. A thousand times lately
he found himself wishing that Cynthia
Farrow had not died ; not that he want
ed her any more for himself, not that it
any longer made him suffer to think or
her and those first mad days of his en
gagement, but so that he might have
proved to Chrlstlno that the fact of her
being In London nnd near to him affect.d
him not at all; that he might prove his
Infatuation for hor to be a thing dead
and done with.
Now he supposed sho would never be
lieve him He looked ut her pretty pro
file, and with sudden Impulse ho rose 10
his feet nnd crossed over to sit beside
"I want to speak to you." h said
when she mado a little movement as if
to escape him. "No, I'm not coins to
touch vou."
There was a note of bitterness In his
yolco. Onco she hnd loved him to be near
hor a fow short weeks ago and sho
would lmvn wfllrnmAri Ihl. ,... ..
him alone, but now thnn wam n
utterly changed.
n "VimU?it 7.Penk .? y0U jUIJt once. Ob0Ut
Cynthia ho said urgently? "Just this
once, ana thn I'll n.v.n ....., .
,' , .. . ..v.w wicuuun iter
again. I cant hopo that you'll hnv.
what I m going to say. but but I do
beg of you to try to believe that I am
not saying all this because because she
she s dead If she haa lived It woulrt
...... .. ......... ,.wu u, ,, now; ii sne
were alive at this moment she would be
.ix ,..ul? ,u ,uu limn uian any other
woman In tho world."
Christine kept her eyes steadily beforo
her ; she listened because she could not
help herself, but sho felt as if some one
wero turning a knife In her heart.
"Tho night the ntgnt she died.
Jimmy went on disconnectedly, "I was
going to make a clean breast ofor
everything to you, and ask you to for
give me and let us start again. I was,
pon my honor I was, but but Fate
stepped In, I supposo, una you know
what happened. When I married you
I'll admit that that I didn't care for
you as much as as much as I ought to
have done, but now "
"But now" Christine Interrupted
steadily, though she was driven by In
tolerable pain "now It's too late, I'm
not with you tonight for any reason ex
cept that that I think it's my duty, and
because I don't want your brother to
know or to blamo you. We we can't
ever be anything except ordinary friends.
I suppose we can't get unmarried, can
we?" she said with a limp quivering
laugh, "But but at least wo need never
be anything more than than friends "
Jimmy was very white : Christine had
spoken so quietly, so decidedly, they
were not nnjgry words, not even de'lbr
ately chosen to hurt him ; they sounded
Just final)
He caught her hand,
"Oh, you don't mean that, Chris
tine; you are Just saying It to to
punish me. Just to to pay me out You
don't really mean It you don't mean
that you've forgotten all the old days;
you don't mean ihat you don't care for
mo any more that you never will care
for mo agnln. I can't bear It., Oh, say
you don't mean that I"
(CONTINUED TOMOimoW)
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