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Show fctfSTALI ,ML :T NO. 7 0. HORRIBLE WEEK-END. Ica.rrie Fatur.i'v and Sunday a Hreek-end. elurimr which Jane ibotit. the flat until her mothor Tthut an:, tiling wmil.l hapm-a Kthe oniinn'is lemesomcncs;;. Olute desertion of the place, irao evidently meant to keeD ncc ho v, a? through! IT heart Mix KlehardS did not Bp. knowine as hlie dirt Jane's jcentr;' - The rather old-life old-life 5-ii- h i :is com-Kf com-Kf her widowed mother had Jano in disposition very dlf-from dlf-from mot happy, caro-freo. Jn her cont i. t with men, she to direct and cencrous as a had brothers or a father1 h house. HexDorleneo In the business 9 made her. in many ways ElBCuline than feminine al-Ehcre al-Ehcre were startling moments! whole appeal to sex came In sui-h moments che wasj y disturbed. hrai- not demonstrative She I tnce Inhibitions When sho! Bt Norman Traverse iho had j "He is the first man who me realize that 1 am Just a' all woman. Xothine counts bad thrilled .it the thohffht L ha 'J not ht him uuess that BOVer of hi leva- meant so rather there had been dlt'.!-jmcnts dlt'.!-jmcnts between them when felt not bashful but awk- b times she had oucht safe-Jnce safe-Jnce In the.-.c moments when Kbre than she could express. Billing to express. Jane drew fcersclf, Norman n c reft re-ft her mood as "sullen" and M did not like. Even her mud observed her resolute and remarked with a smile. Etc. you know how to keen Hi not want to keep Norm n I Sh-.- a engaged m.i:r I loved him, and she Intended Bprself to him heart and soul IW&V8 there was something her struggling ag linat simple- Hp? happened af'.i r . K there were those drea -J f ul B when lealousy ran rife, it tinder of her dangerous ptisness. and lit the orlrri-HOn orlrri-HOn that consumed itself in bitter word- Th e inn-fad inn-fad t' on .. wav h or h LDDl-itit LDDl-itit .m ... i ... - i . ' -" ha 1 Htocouragcd Traverse-. U'dil ;was cone h" didn't want to irl IS realized better than Jane Bch she was to blame. She ays ashamed after these out- Bhe h!u-h. I i.i . I'.ni ;h, ja Artist, s the wav she had Man-hand to dame with her! Vat the hospital tU w av she. lted the nurse, line! luddenlv flamed Into another pught. The nurse migl I ' n. i.:. '...! ,,: t,.j , I there v.a-i . ih. mi l . Hlsoosltions Perhaps she n milled more sweetly herself lace him of the' beamiaK Vlr-fcttian Vlr-fcttian might assume 7hy had he gotten into fch it B Marchand Why did he KD to the hospital? Jf thov I awav from that awful 9 Arttey ,-h.- and onrmil ave br-er, :- . i , - nurrW d- hv ! e. awav on their honeymoon ' toon' How Jane had dream-! t "Vhnt she v, o., id rm- r r. tmes! But he was pone frono. "Oh. why, oh why were vou such a little fool IV she cried within herself. Then she tried to bo calm to fare the situation. But she couldn't. She , stormed about the house, bansred upon the piano In spasms without I' ever finishing a piece, and finally pulled out all the bureau drawers to set about a nervous adjustment. She remembered a psychoanalyst once I said that, when tho mind Is disordered, disorder-ed, folks are ant to besrin straleht- eninc sticks and ntoncs many wo-I wo-I men evidence this by a washlne and polishlnpr craze. I But whatever aueer complex set J Jane to oackine her clothes and ahln-i ahln-i ins: her toilet silver, there waa ft a possibility that she mltfht be orenar-j orenar-j intr In ease Traverse .should return j should Insist upon an immediate mar-; mar-; rlajro and the honeymoon. I They had planned to eo to Yellow-I Yellow-I etono park. Jano loved the west It was so clean and free. She hud oollshod her silver mirror three times over atraln "What in the world Is the matter with me?" .she thouicht Irritably. Then she bcKan to shine off the dre.seer mirror. There was no sense! t othat except, of course, she could Bee only more' plainly how grav and ill she looked. . . . Had worry put. all those horrid little lines about her eyes? Tears. "I'm nervous." Jane admitted as sho powdered her face and added i little too much rouee to try to de-1 reive even bfrs.lf Nervous . . Terribly. wretched)-, nervous! What in the world could she do? What would become of her ? Jane did not know that the onlv cure for this neurotic teeter-tottcrlnsr , I of emotion was to jjivo up thoughts, of Juvenility and face her life frankly frank-ly as a woman Instead of cohtlnu-I Int.' to suspeet, analvze aim In- h--rifled with life, the best wuv Is to live! it, be consumed b It. lused into its, I purpose. it is known that frequently, aftei marrlace. these fits of iealousv and temper cease. Jane had been very near to ' realization happiness: she hud known what it was to be kissed to want to be kissed! But it was all over now. I She would be left alone all tho rest of her life, Throutrh her own fool-hardiness fool-hardiness she had lost the onlv man she ever loved, tho onlv man sho ever could lovo. Yes. Jane declared to herself, if i Norman could not be won back ahi 1 would have to 1:0 on belnK a solitary ; hermit of remorse loveless, lonelv. all the rest of her life" She would become what she despised to be called an old maid! Instead of mbvinc Into her lux-url lux-url ous honeymoon apartment, with a I Jolly, prosperous husband, she would have to ea back to work in a stuffv I office, bhe would have to co on for years and years, continuing- to take de t Uibn. tq take insults to take a chance ujralnst the tricks of all men. and to realize that phe was but a creature earning a living, a de-sexed creature worth little more than a machine. ma-chine. Even she like r machine would one day wear out. Then whata'.' Her mother would not be lone What then? Jane shriveled Into a hopeless little lit-tle flcure upon tho bed. "If I could onlv die." she wept. "It I could onlv die!" Hut all tho while she was weebinc June knew that it wan not for the desolute vision of the future not for the fear of it but onlv for the ever-present ever-present and burning desire f. have Norman Traverse once arain in her arniK to have him kiss her once again hold her close npw! When the telephone bell ran? Jane sprang with out bound Into the hall. ll r mother had anticipated. "Norman Traverse." she announced with solemnity. "Oh"' Jane cried, and it seemed her heart would burst before she could press her lips to the cold soothing sooth-ing Instrument. "Hello, dear." came his voice. When ho said "dear" Jane realized the m. c, hi tween Joy and desolation' (Copyright. 1922. by The Bell Syndicate Syn-dicate Inc ) Another fine Installment of this story tomorrow. |
