Indianapolis Times, Volume 45, Number 69, Indianapolis, Marion County, 31 July 1933 — Page 19

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CHAPTER FORTY*-THREE LI NOR could not w** Barrett's *-* eyes as he spoke. "I thought.' he said wearily, "that It migh* be better for me to go away for a while I thought perhaps you'd rather not see me often.'' This trip to South America Phe said hesitatingly, "is It work that interests you?'’ It would have once," he replied Elinor rose then and s'arted toward the door, but he halted her ‘Elinor!'' Barrett said brokenly. She paused without answering. "Don't hate me more than you have to. will you? I'm sorry I can't explain it all to you I'm only trying to do the right thing " T don't hate you, Barrett,” she assured him, “but I Just can't—talk about it I'm trying to see your side Perhaps with time I'll be more n a onable. I hope so. I'll try to be! Just now "Oh, I know!" he said darkly. He was beside.her and lor a moment. with a harsh little murmur, he caught her in his arms, holding her close She did not try to draw away, wanting to feel his arms about her, yet unable to yield, to let him know the emotions she felt. When his arms dropped she said “Barret? —” "Yes, Elinor?" "How long will you be gone?" There was fright in her voice and loneliness. 0 0 0

“fT'OUR or five months. I supx pose." he answered. "Unless you should send word for me to come back and I don t suppose there's any hope of that." I dont know. I don’t think 2 even understand myself. I dont Hcnow what is the maUer with me or why I feel the way I do. Os course I’ve always known there was this sort of thing in the world All tny life I've seen deceit— ’’ ' And it has made you hate it even more than you would normally." he said ’ I understand that Well." he made an unsuccessful attempt at cheerfulness, "we ll see about a place in the country. What sort of place do you think you would lik??" I don t care. Whatever you think best— " "Before I start we'll drive around p bit and see what can be found.” So he was going, Elinor realized He really was going away to leave her for months and months. The thing was nettled, a certainty. Do you suppose" sh* faltered, flushing, "that the little boy will like me?" Barrett smiled his fir<-t genuine smile. "I think he may!” he said with a rising inflect on that made her know he was teasing. Quickly he stooped and kissed her hair He said almost harshly, “Now run along!" She was gone then Alone. Barrett paced the room. Bark and forth. Back nr.d forth. He tried to get it all straight in his own mind, thinking about Elinor, about Marcia, about, the trip to Sciith America and the miles and miles of land and water therp would 'be between Elinor and him once he was on his way. How dreary and uninterested the whole trip seemed! a a a J T was Bessie Thrope who dis- . covered the country house for Elinor Bessie declared as soon as she had heard their plans that she knew "just the place." The dwelling she had in mind was not far from the Thropes' new home. It stood on a hillside, well back from the road. Bessie pointed out that she and Elinor would be able to spend long afternoons together and that Sexton and the little boy could haro play hours. There's something very old about All this. Bessie reported to Jim that

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evening as they sat alone on the porch I’m-!" said Jim. He twisted the cigar in his mouth and frowned "You see. Jim, I don't for a moment believe that things are—well, the way they seem. But Elinor does and that's the pitiable part of it. Barrett came in before I left i this afternoon and he looks dreadiul. I'm sure that seeing Elinor ! *o unhappy hurts him worse than j anything else about the affair. Her misery is more to him than his j own" ‘ Well, you and I can understand that," Jim said slowly. Yes, we can I almost hope he will go away soon and let her reason it all through." "Maybe he will." "Os course he may go. I'm not Just sure." "Do you remember," Bessie asked suddenly, 'that talk about Marcia years ago. The time she went off to Europe in ag. -at hurry. Remember? She took Annie, that Scotch maid who had served her mother for years ” Now that you speak of it I do remember." Jim conceded. How long ago was that, Jim?" "Well, I'm not sure. Let's see ’’ Her husband paused. musing. Must be close to ten years, isn't : it?" he questioned in turn Yes, it is'" Bessie agreed grim- | ly. "Oh, Jim—don't you see it all?" I she went on eagerly. Jim didn't. Excitedly she ex- j plained. "Oh, I know I'm right ' about it! I know I am!" Bessie exclaimed. “I knew all along Barrett wasn't that sort !”

• a a 'T'WO days later Barrett and Elinor drove out to see the house Bessie had described. It was a low, cosily-built dwelling set on the side of a hill and overlooking the sound. The house was larger than it seemed at first glance and everything about it appeared to be satisfactory. "I do like it!" Elinor assured him in almost the old. warmly confiding way. Such moments always hurt Barrett. They were invariably brief and always followed by a return to even more adamant frigidity. It was odd. he thought, that a girl who seemed so gentle, so constantly thoughtful of others, could be so stern. Now Barrett said dully, “It is a nice house." Without meaning to. he moved toward her. He became aware of this when Elinor casually and. as if accidentally, moved to widen the space between them. The lines of his face hardened. "You couldn't be so cruel," he thought, "if you knew how it hurts me." Aloud he said. “Do you think you want to live here?" "It will do very well,” Elinor answered. "Then I'll see about the lease to--1 morrow," he promised. 'You'll be able to move in whenever you like.” "I'd like to come soon. I think with Bessie's help I can get everything that's necessary ordered within a week." He realized that would mean that if he made the trip to South America he would have a few weeks alone m the New York house. A few weeks during which he, in his room would | seem to hear her moving in hers. "Don’t you think after all," he said abruptly (for it was not easy to speak of Gerald!, "that Id best pack the youngster off to some summer camp?" "Don't you think." she asked hotly in turn, "that it's only decent—not to hide him?" •To Be Continued!

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