Cimarron Valley Clipper (Coyle, Okla.), Vol. 21, No. 36, Ed. 1 Thursday, April 6, 1922 Page: 2 of 8
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THE COYLE CLIPPER
Sisters
KATHLEEN
■ NORRIS'
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Coyjrrluht by I£*tfak>«a Nor r to
CHAPTER XV.
—13—* *
Swept along Ty u passionate excite-
ment that seemed actuqjly to consume
her, Cherry lived through the next
throe (lays.* Allx noticed her mood,
and asked her more than once what
enlist'd It. Cherry would press n hot
check to hers, smile with eyes full of
pain, and flutter away. She was well,
She was quite all right, only she—she
was afraid Martin would summon her
soon—and she didn't want to go to
him— 1
Suspecting something gravely amiss,
Allx tried to win her confidence re-
garding Martin. But briefly, quickly,
and with a sort of affectionate and
apologetic Impatience, Cherry i-fused
to discuss him,
“I shall not go back to him!" she
said, breathing hard, and w^th the nlr
of being more absorbed In what she
was doing than what she was saying.
“But do you mean thnt you are
really going to leave him?” the older
sister questioned.
“I don’t kqow what I’m going to
do!” Cherry half sobbed.
“But. dearest—dearest, you're only
twenty-four; don’t you think you
might feel better about It as time goes
on?” Allx urged. “Now that the
money is all yours. Cherry, and you
can have this nice home to come to
now and therf Isn’t it different?"
Cherry was looking nt her steadily.
“You don’t understand. Sis!” she
said.
“I understand thnt you don’t love
Martin,” Allx said, perplexed. “But
can't people who don’t love each other
live together In peace?” she added,
with a half smile.
“N-n-ot ns man and wife!" Cherry
stammered.
Alix sat hack on her heels, In the un-
graceful fashion of her girlhood, and
shrugged her shoulders.
“Think of the people who are wor-
rying themselves sick over bills, or
sick wives, or children to bring up !”
she suggested hopefully. “My Lord. If
you hnve enough money, and food,
and are young, and well—1”
“Yes, but, Allx,” Cherry nrgued
eagerly, 'Tin not well when I’m un-
happy. My heart Is like lead all the
time; I can’t seem to breattjel Peo-
ple—iSn't it possible that people are
different about thnt?" she asked
timidly. ..
“I suppose they are 1” Altx conceded
thoughtfully. “Anyway, look nt n li-
the fusses In history,” she added care-
lessly, "of grande passion*) and mur-
ders. nnd elopements, and the; fate of
nations—resting on Just the fact that
a man nnd woman hated each other
too much, or loved each other too
much! There must be something In
It all thnt I don’t understand. But
what I do understand,” she added, af-
ter a moment, when Cherry, choked
with emotion, was silent, “is that Dad
would die of grief if he knew you were
unhappy, thnt your life was all hfoken
up In disappointment nnd bitterness 1”
"But Is thnt my fault?” Cherry ex-
claimed, with sudden tears. *
Allx, after watching her for a trou-
bled minute, went to her and put her
arm about her. “Don't cry, Cherry 1”
she pleaded sorrowfully.
Cherry, regaining self-control, re-
sumed her work silently, with an oc-
casional, sudden sigh. She had opened
the subject with reluctance; now she
realised that they had again reached
a blank walL
a chance word .might be fajtal—he must
not suspect—* •
Tm shopping I" .she #nld distinctly,
with-dry Ups. And she-managed to
smile.
“YY^ll," Martin said, “surprised to
BOG ItlC V"*
“Oh, Martin—” said her fluttered
voice. Even' In the utter panic of
heart and soul she knew that for
safety's sake she must find his vanity.
» “X’m going to ,tell you something
thnt will surprise you," he said. “I*m
through with the Bed Creek people!”
“Martin 1” Cherry enunciated almost
voicelessly. She looked from u flower
vendor to a newsboy, looked at the
cars, the people—she must not faint.
She must not faint.
“Well—but where are $ou feeing?
Home?"
"I was going to the dentist a min-
ute, hut It’s not Important.” They
had turned and were walking across
to ttie f‘-qry. She knew that there wns
no way In which she might escape
him. “What ‘did you say?" she said.
“I asked you when the next boat
left for Mill Valley?”
“We can—go—find out” Cherry’s
thoughts were spinning. She must
warn Beter somehow. It wns twenty
minutes of eleven by the ferry clock.
Twenty minutes of eleven. In twenty
minutes the boat would sail. She
thought ■ desperately of the women’s
waiting room upstairs;. she might
plead the necessity of telephoning
from It. But It had "but one door, and
Martin would wait at that door.
Suddenly she realized that her only
hope of warning Peter was to send
a messenger. But If Martin should
chnnee to connect her neighborhood
with the boat, when he met her, and
her sending of a message to Peter
here— * #
“I think there’s a boat nt eleven
something,” she said, collectively.
^ “Suppose you go and And out?” <
She glanced toward the entrnnee
ready; you only have to cross th#
gangplank. You have your baggage
check; glvq lt’to me.” •
They were waiting In‘the car while
Allx marketed. Cherry opened her
purse and gave him the punched card-
board. ♦
“I’ll ^ tell Allx. that I have a last
dentist* appointment at-half-past ten,"
she said. “If she goes in with, me,
we’ll go to the very door. But She
says she can’t come In tomorrow, any-
way. I’ll write her tonight, and drop
the letter on the way to the boat To-
morrow, then 1” was Cherry's only an-
swer. uI’m glad it's so soon."
• • • ••»••
“Good-by P said Cherry, leaning
ov$r the side of the enr to kiss her
sister. Allx received the kiss, smiled,
nnd stretched In the sun. • .
“Heavenly day to waste In the city I"
said Alix.
“I know 1” Cherry said nervously.
She hud been so strangely nervous
nnd distracted In manner all piorning
that Allx had more than once Risked
her if there was anything wrong. Now
she questioned her "again. •
"You mustn’t mind me P Cherry
snhl with a laugh. “I’m desperately
unhappy,” she said, her eyes watering
“I’d do anything In the world to help
you. Cerise!" Allx said sympathet-
ically. ..
“I know yoit would. Sis 1 I believe,”
Cherry said, trembling, “that there’s
nothing you wouldn’t give me!”
“That’s easily said,” Allx answered
carelessly, “for I don’t got fond of
things, ns you do! Sly dear, I’d go oft
with Martin to Mexico In a minute.
I mean It 1 I don’t enr^ a whoop
where I live, If only people are happy.”
“How about Buck?” Cherry said, as
the dog leaped to his place on the front
seat and licked his mistress* ear.
Allx embraced him lovingly.
"Well—If he wanted to go “with
you!” she conceded unwillingly. “But
he wouldn’t!” she added quickly. ^ ^ ______ _______
Cherry, going to the train, gave her t£e Sausalito waiting-room, a hun-
nn April stnile, and as she took her j
seat and the train drew on its way, It j
seemed to her suddenly that she might
indeed meet Peter, but it would only
be to tell him thnt what they Had
planned wns Impossible.
But on the deck of the Sausalito
steuraef, dreaming In the sunshine of
the soft, lazy autumn day, her heart
turned sick with longing once more.
Three days after their talk hi the
moonlit garden Peter found chance
to speak alone to Cherry.
“Are you readyT' he nsked.
“Quite P she suld, raising blue eyes
to his.
"it's tomorrow, then. Cherry P he
suld.
“Tomorrow I" He saw the color ebb
from her fnoe ns she echoed him. This
wits already lute afternoon; perhaps
her thoughts race if ahead to tomorrow
afternoon, at this time whefi they two
would be leaning on the mil of the
little steamer, gazing out over the
smooth, boundless blue of the Pacific,
and alone. In the world.
“Tomorrow you will bo mlneP he
said.
"That’s all I think of," she an-
swered. And now the color came up
In a splendid wave of flntne, and the
face that she turned toward his was
rirdlant with proud surrender.
He told her the number of the dock;
they discussed trains.
“YVe sail nt elaven,” said Peter, “hut
I shnll be there shortly after ten. Pll
have the bnggnge on board, everything
Allx was forgotten, everything was
forgotten except Peter. Ills voice, his
tall figure, erect, yet moving with the
little limp she knew so well, came to
her thoughts. She thought of herself
on the other steamer, only an hour
from now, safe In his care,' Mnrtln for-
gotten, and all the perplexities and
disappointments of the ol^l life for-
gotten, In tl#; flood of new security
and joy. £os Angeles—New Orleans—
France—It mattered not where they
wandered; they might well lose the
world, and the world them, from today
on.
"So that Is to- be my life—one .of
the blamed and , Ignored women?”
Cherry mused, leaning on the rail
and watching the plunge of the re-
ceding water. “Like the heroines of
half the books—only it always seethed
so bold and so frightful In books!
But to me it Just'fceems the most nat-
ural tiling In nil jthe world. I love
Peter, and he laves me, and the earth
is big enough: to liilde us, nnd that’s
all there Is to It* Anyway, right or
wrong, I can’t help It,” she finished,
rejoicing to find herself suddenly
serene and confident.
It wns twenty minutes past ten, a
warm, sweet morning, with grent hur-
rying back and forth nt the ferry,
women climbing to the open seats of
the cable cars, pinning on their violets
or roses ns they climbed. Cherry sped
through It all, beside herself now with
excitement nnd strain, only anxious to
have the groat hands of the clock drop
more speedily from minute to min-
ute, nnd so round out the terrible hour
that Joined the old life to the new.
She wns hurrying blindly toward the
dock of the Los Angeles line, absorbed
in her one whirling thought, when
somebody touched her turn, - and a
voice, terrifyingly unexpected and $et
familiar, addressed her, and a hand
was laid on her arm.
In utter confusion she looked up.
in wl
of vertigo seized Cherry and she w,ns
unable to collect her thoughts or to
speak even the most casual words of
greeting. She had been so full of her
extraordinary errand that she wns be-
wildered and sick nt Its Interruption;
her heart thundered, her throat was
choked, nnd ljer^knees shook beneath
her. Where was she—what tens
known—how much had she be-
trayed—
Gasping, trying to smile, she looked
up nt him, while the ferry place
whirled about her nnd pulses drummed
In her ears. She had automatically
given him her hand; now ho kissed
her.
"nello, Cherry; where yon going?"
for the third time.
"I come Into town to sfcop," she
faltered.
“You what?” She had not realty
been Intelligible, nnd Bhe felt It, with
n pang of fright. He must not suspect
—the steamer was there, only a short
block nwuy; Peter might pass them;
c
H1 flK
m
lr
m
It wns Mnrtln, who stopped her.
For n few*wCndful seconds ft sort
.1.
Utter Confusion She Looked Up.
It Was Martini
dred yards away, and a mad hope
leaped In her heart. If he turned his
back- qu. her-
‘What are you going to flo?” he
asked, somewhat surprised.
“I ought to telephone Allx!” Her
despair lent her wit. If he went to
the ticket office, nnd she Into a tele-
phone booth, she might escape him
yeti While he dawdled here, minutes
were flying, and Peter was watching
every car nnd every passer-by, torn
with the same agony that was'tearing
her. “If you’ll go find out the exact
time and. get tickets,” she said, “I’ll
telephone Allx.”
“Tickets?” he echoed, with all Mar-
tin’s old, maddening slowness.
“Haven't you got u return ticket?”
“I have mileage 1” she blundered.
' “Oh, then I’ll use your mileage!”
Mnrtln snld. "Telephone,” he added,
nodding toward a row of booths, “no
hurry I we’ve got piles of time 1”
She remembered that he liked a
masculine assumption of easiness
where all trains? tickets, railroad con-
nections, and transit business of uny
sort were Concerned. He liked to loi-
ter elaborately, while ‘other people
were running, liked to pull out his
big watch anil assure her that they laid
all the Jime In the world. Sho tried
to call a number, left the booth, paid
a girl, and rejoined him.
“Busy 1” she reported,
“f wns Just thinking,” Martin sat
“that we wlghtastny Tin town and g1
to the Orphygint 'hot*, about It? Do
we have to huvji 1‘eter and Allx?" ,
Cherry llush$f, _npgered again, lh
tli* well-remembfered way, under all
her fright and stir. Her voice had
Its old bored note.
• “Well, Martin, I’ve been their guest
for two months!”
“I’d Juot ns soon have tliern 1” Mar-
tin conceded, Indifferently,
But the diverted thought had helped
Cherry, Irritation had nerved her, and
the reminder of Martin’s old, trying
stupidities had lessened her four of
him.
i
Tve got to eend a telegram—fur
Allx," she said.
"What about?", he asked, less curi-
ous than Ill-bred.
“Goodby to some people who are
sailing!” Cherry answered, calmly.
“Only don’t mention It to Allx, because
I promised • It would go earlier I" she
added.
“I.saw the office back here,” lie told,
her.. They went to It together, and,
*Tie wns within live, feet of her while
she serlbbtbd her note.
"Martin mot me. Nqjhlng wrong.
We fire returning to Mill Valley. C.
L.” She glanced at her husband ;• tie
was standing In the doorway of the
little*office, smoking. Quickly she ad-
dressed the envelope. •“Don’t read
that name out loud,” she said, softly
>,nt very slowly and distinctly, to the
girl at the desk. She put a gold piece
down on the note. "Keep the change,
and for God’s suke get that.to the
Harvard," sailing from Dock (17, before
eleven !” sbe said.
The girl looked up In surprise ; but
rose Immediately to the occasion.
Cherry’s beauty, her agonized eyes
and voice, were enough to awaken her
^ense of‘the dramatic. A sharp rap
of the clerk’s pencil summoned a boy.
“George, there’s a dollar in that for
you if you deliver it before eleven to
the Harvard!” .said she. The boj»
seized it, stuck It in his lmt, and fled.
“And now for the boat 1” Cherry
said, rejoining Martin, and .speaking
in almost her natural voice. They
went back to the Sausalito fqyry en-
trance again, and this time telephoned
Alix In real earnest, and presently
found themselves on the upper deck of
the boat, bound for the valley.
Until now, anil In occasional rushes
of terror still, she had been absorbed
In tbt hideous necessity of deceiving,
of covering her own traces, of antici-
pating and closing possible avenues
of betrayal. But now Cherry began
to breathe more easily, and to feel
rising about her, like a tide, the half-
forgotten consciousness of her rela-
tionship with this man In the boldly-
checked suit who was sitting beside
her. She had thought to escape the
necessity of telling him that she was
not willing to return to him; she had
been wrapped In dreams sb great and
so wonderful that the thought of his
anger and resentment had been as noth-
ing to her. But she had that to face
now.
She ha<T it to face immediately, too.
She knew that every hour of post-
ponement would cost her fresh humili-
ations and difficulties, and as the bokt
slipped smoothly past the island that
roughly marked the halfway point,
she gathered all her forces for the
trlnl. • The one distinct Impression she
i had from Martin was the appalling
one that he did not dream that sho
had decided to sever their union com-
pletely and finally.
“Well, how’s the valley? Bore you
to death?” he Interrupted the flow of
his own topic to ask carelessly.
“Oh, no, Martin I” she quivered. "I
I love it there 1 I always loved it I”
“Alix Is a fine girl—she’s a nice
girl,” Martin conceded. “But I can’t
go Peter 1 He may be all right, all
that lah-dl-dah and Omar Khayyam
and Browning stuff nlay be all right,
but I don’t get it!” And he yawned
contentedly In the sunshine.
After, a few seconds hd gave Cher-
ry an oblique glance,' expecting her
resentment. But she was thinking too
deeply even to have heard him. Her
mind was working ifs desperately as
a caged antmal, her thoughts circling
frantically, trying windows, walls, and
doors In the prison in which she
found' herself, rand for escape. •
She blamed herself bitterly now for
allowing him. In the surprise and fear
she felt, tn the shock of their unex-
pected meeting, to arrange this do-
mestic and apparently reconciled re- |
turn to the valley house. But It was
too late now I Too late for anything
but a bald aud brave and cruel half-
hour that should, at any cost, sunder
them.
Quick upon the thought came, an-
other : what should she and Peter plan
now? For to suppose that their lives
were to be guided back Into the old
hateful channel by this • mere mis-
chance was preposterous. Within a
few days their Interrupted trip must
be resumed, perhaps tomorrow—per-
haps this very night they would man-
age It successfully. Meanwhile, un-
til she could see, Peter alone, there
was Martin to deal with, Martin who
wns leaning forward, vutngloriously re-
citing to her long speeches he had
made to tills superior or that. .
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