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“AFRAID OF LOVE
by Phyllis Moore Gallagher
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gave a, damn. .Having seen her but
once—-that afternoon when Victor
Caldwell had come up to her on the
street and her face had drained ot
all color at the sight of him-—and
knowing she was the type who could
pull a rotten trick like she had on
Lee. lie decided she wasn’t worth
worrying over. Suddenly he had a
reeling that Lee might have struck
her, and with good reason. She had
ruined his life. Women who could
take men and crush them between
their silken palms------
CHAPTER XIII
through
Virginia
the hos-
chrysan-
Now Ted was back thinking of
the
hair,
skin,
His
in
at
of
sohe was
solicitously
whispering
while his
Virginia again—remembering
highlights of gold in her red
the magnolia whitness of her
the warm softness of her lips,
face flushed darkly, * painfully, and
he wished for one moment that he
hadn’t returned, unopened, the let
ters she had sent to him at the hos
pital.
With
led on
match,
Rut no matter where his thoughts
wandered they always came back to
Virginia. And thinking of her was
not pleasant when the very night he
had been brought to the hospital
Tippy had gone to her apartment
and she had let him stay.
He supposed he would never have
known if someone hadn’t tried to
murder Kitty Cavendish—if he had
not seen the headlines of the news
paper when his nurse had gone out
to prepare his dinner. Somehow,
with his tightly bandaged back al
most killing him with the slightest
movement, he had managed to get
his hands on that paper.
Puzzled
A swift picture plunged
his mind now. Tippy and
standng outside his door at
pital, Virginia with yellow
themums in her arms, a concerned
little smile on her lips as if his re
covery was the most vital thing
her life; Tippy, slouching a bit
the waist and yet losing, nothing
his grace by it, because
superbly built; Tippy
carrying Virginia’s coat,
something, into her ear
admiring eyes trailed the figure of
a beautiful navy nurse down the
corridor. Saw it all just as clearly as
if they stood there now, as if he were
shouting to his nurse: “Shut thet
door! ‘Shut that door! Damn it all—
can’t you understand anything! I
don’t want to see them!” The nurse
had shut the door in their faces, had
leaned back against it, puzzled and
wide-eyed. “But Mr. Warfield—I’m
sure you can't mean that you don’t
want to see your brother!” She had
stressed your brother—had siiood
waiting as if he had made some
grave mistake and that presently he
would tell her to open the door and
let them in.
But he hadn’t. He had closed his
eyes, his whole aching body tense.
He had said:
“I never want to see them! Re
member that! If I’m here a week, a
month, a year—remember that!”.
Alarm had been in her eyes. She
had come over then and had felt his
pulse—it must have been 140—and
had dropped a bromide in a glass
urging him to drink it while it still
fizzed. Silently he had obeyed her
and had drunk the briney liquid.
But deep within .him there had been
that wild pounding of his heart—
misery—disillusionment.
For ten days now he had lain
there like that. Tense. Impatient.
Terrifically weak. When Grandfather
and Marcia had come during visiting
hours he had heard their voices as
if from a. distance. Only disconnected
sentences had penetrated his con
sciousness—“We haven’t heard from
Patsy.” — “Grandfather telephoned
Dmetrieff last night, but Patsy had
not been there.”—Do you think it
odd she hasn’t written. Ted?”—"I
understand Lee’s court-martial will
be next week.”—“Have you heard
how Kitty Cavendish is getting on?”
—“I wonder if she will regain con
sciousness long enough to tell who
tried to murder her.”—“The police
are just waiting for her to die so
they can nab some one!”—“Do you
think there’s any truth in that state
ment about Patsy hurrying off with
a strange man she met in the alley?
—“Who do you suppose—”
Faith in Patsy
He hadn’t worried about Patsy nor
the fact that the police were looking
for her to question her. She could
not have had anything to do with
such a sordid mess. Nor had had he
worried about her being seen with
a strange man. That mechanic
probably contorted the whole story.
Yet it was a little strage that they
hadn’t heard from Patsy. It wasn’t
really like her not to phone or write,
especially since he had been in the
hospital when she had left, his con
dition undetermined,
■Cudgelling his brain now for an
explanation, he summed it up that
the breaking of her- engagement to
Richard, the sudden return ot Kitty
from Reno and the insinuating para
graph in the gossip column had been
too much for her. Going away seem
ed a natural thing to do under the
circumstances — and a courageous
thing. When she worked out her
problems they’d hear from her, and
not before. In the meantime grand
father and Marcia ought to let the
kid alone.
He wondered now how Kitty was
getting on. Not that he actually
believed—
a person;
American
in think-
trembling fingers he fumb-
the table at his side for a
nicked it with his thumb
nail and held it to the end of a
cigarette. Drew on it until it glow
ed brilliantly. Somewhere he’d read
—modern psychology, he
that thoughts could kill
that long ago tribes of
Indians had participated
ing battles and had actually tortur
ed and slayed the weaker braves
with thoughts. If he went on like
this r his thoughts would drive him
mad or kill him; he’d never get out
ot the hospital.
All at once he remembered that
his nurse had said he could sit up
in a wheelchair today. He rang the
bell under his pillow and fidgeted
with the sheets and swore a little to
himself. Hospitals were hellish
places. Imagine a sponge bath, a
glass of orange juice, meals, the ap
pearance of the nurse after her mid
night snack being events. Some
thing to look forward to, something
to break up the monotony.
Impatiently he rang, the
again and set his tortured young
was she?
he knew
the room
But he
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eyes on the door. Where
If he’d cared to admit it,
that she had been out of
less than three minutes,
chose to think it was an hour, a
day, a lifetime. She was probably
fixing his lunch, he decided angrily,
and it would .have to be nothing, less
than a banquet to appease him!
But if she was gossiping with the
other nurses over Kitty Cavendish’s
case, oi’ was out on the balcony
sneaking a smoke—well—he hoped
she’d choke.
A Visitor
The door opened slowly. Ted
thrust his head forward, frowned,
barked out:
“What the devil were you doing.?
Don’t you know the doctor said I
could sit up today! I want to be
able to get out of here this week.
Then he saw her. Saw Virginia
Keith standing there in the door, a
devastingly beautiful woman in a
gray .coat with a squirrel collar and
muff, a tiny gray felt pulled low
over one eye, a corsage of violets
on her shoulder. .Saw the fire of
her hair and the flame of .her lips
that burned into him, igniting
something that he
was dead, burnt
heard
heard
“So
you?
halls for an hour waiting for your
nurse to leave you — „and here 1
am.”
•She came over to the side of the
bed bringing the fragrant scent of
violets with .her and stood there
looking down at him, smiling faintly,
perfectly sure of herself. He hated
her for it and hated himself for his
weakness where she was concerned.
“Why did you refuse to see me,
Ted? Why did you return all my
letters,” she asked slowly.
He laughed shortly. “Why?—My
God, Virginia, how can you ask?”
For a long time her green eyes
searched his face, her long, black
lashes thrown delicate shadows on
her cheekbones. Ted had a haggard,
drawn, wretched look that she knew
his illness had not caused. Just as
his illness was not making that white
ridge of knuckles across the backs
of his hands, the jerking muscles
along the line of his throat, the fe
verish brightness of his eyes. She
said, smiling slowly: “Ted— relax!
You make me feel that if I pricked
you with a single wrong word yofu'd
explode!”
Working Her Charms
He didn’t look at her, With great
precision/ as if the fate of the whole
world rested upon the exactness of
it, he crushed out the burning stub
of his cigarette. When he spoke his
voice was edged with ice. “Virginia
I’d appreciate it if you'd leave,” He
said it when everything in him was
trying to take her in his arms, keep
her there — the sweetness of
the shining beauty of her —
She leaned against the side
bed then and took one of
him,
had told himself
out—ashes,
at himher laugh
her say:
you wouldn’t see me,
Well, I’ve been lurking
He
lazily,
would
in the
.het* —-
of the
Tfed’s
hands in her own. Like a. man hyp
notized he could not withdraw his
fingers. She began, slowly, that
faint throb in her voice now that
first attracted him.
“My poor Ted
always be quarreling? And
ashamed you’re going to be!
believed that Tippy was with
that night you were brought to the
hospital, didn’t you? You thought
that as soon as you were out of the
way we began an affair. Immed
iately you visioned all sorts of ugly
horrid things, didn’t you? But did
you stop to think that because Tippy
was your brother, I lied for him?
That the exquisite little brunette
who has the ’ apartment below Lee’s
and whose husband was transferred
a few weeks ago to Hawaii is mad
about Tippy? That Tippy was in
love with her his Younger year—
so much so he forgot math and
flunked out of the acadenmy because
of her? Ted, Tippy was with her
that night. And
that would have
my small white
A vivid flush
ed cheeks and
more than relief lighted his face. It
was the look of a man suddenly re
prieved from the grave. He held out
his arms and she went into them,
her cheek, cool and soft and sweet,
next to his burning one. No doubts
now, no pain in any of the memor
ies that had tortured him. They could
not touch his confident young heart.
Her voice was a silken whisper
in his ear: “O, Ted, darling, I love
you so!” But she thought: “Why
did I lie to him! Just because he re
fused to see me and returned my
letters, I suppose,my vanity was piq
ued and I fooled myself into believ
ing I wanted to win him back. But
I had never really lost him, and now
he’ll be a worse nuisance than ever!
I wish I hadn’t icome! Tippy’s far
better company and, I suppose as
long as I live, I shall be drawn ir
resistibly to freshness — inexperi
ence — that kind of youthful imma
culacy that men like Tippy and most
Navy officers seldom lose.”
“Will You Many Me”
All at once Te'd caught Virginia’s
shoulder in his hands, crushing the
violet .corsage. His heart was pound
ing and his breath was short in his
throat, but he managed to say:
“When will you marry me?”
Virginia wriggled slowly out of his
grip. She lit a cigarette, drew on
it and sat looking at him through a
veil of smoke, her scarlet-tipped fin
gers curled around the white icylin-
der. She said then: . “‘Look here
Ted, we’ll have this out once and
for all. And you’re to never men
tion it again. I love you, but I
won’t marry you.” ,
Ted sat staring at her, bewilder
ed, puzzled, making nothing of it.
“But if you love me—I don’t un
derstand, Virginia—”
“Perhaps not.”
“You’ve got to explain!”
tenseness in his voice now.
darkening of his eyes and the
line of his mouth’.
She met his eyes then, her
pools of ice. “Yes, I will explain,
she said evenly. “You know I’ve
been married twice. But you pro
bably don’t know that I married the
first time for love. We were both
very young and desperately poor. It
is the same old story—a two-room
flat, everything in it ugly and com
monplace, piles of dishes to be wash
ed, broken fingernails, greasy hair
from cooking. Summer nights of
creeping out on a fire-escape and ly
ing where with the vile odors of the
New York waterfront in our nostrils.
“And then 1 met a man with ail
kinds of money — an old man —
who didn’t care whether I
or not. I went to Paris
ad he got me a divorce.
I married him I couldn’t
divorced him, too., and here
And as long as I don't remarry I’ll
have $500
you know,
me for it.”
He said,
think I do.
“Not a price
marriage.”
“But you
marry you,
marriage or
(Suddenly Virginia laughed: “That
is ridiculous! It’s
What's to stop us—”
Ted’s eyes blazed,
closed down on her
thing.—do you understand — every
thing!”
During that strangely tense mo
ment of searching another’s eyes they
did
But
Ted
His
wrist and he braced himself against
the pillows. After a second some
of the rigidity went out of him leav
ing him white-faced and shaken. He
said weakly; “Come in!”
why must we
how
You
me
what a nice scandal
been if I hadn’t told
lie!”
rose to Ted’s flush
something a Jittle
That
That
grim
own
loved him
with him
But when
tqke it. I
I am.
a month alimony. Now
and I suppose you hate
his voice -cold: ‘‘Yes, I
Putting a price on iove
on love, Ted — on
I happen to want to
would have to be
see
It
nothing.”
Mid-Victorian!
his fingers
wrist. “Every-
not hear a knock on the door,
when the knock was repeated
snapped into a rigid awareness,
hand dropped from Virginia’s
into the bleak hospital room that
he had interrupted a scene. There
was a charged, strained atmosphere
around, those two even though Ted
said: “It’s time you were looking in
on me, old man!” and Virginia, slid-
nig off the edge of the bed
throwing her cigarette out of
•partly opened window, added:
deed, I think you’re right, Ted!’
ILee smiled at them, hiding his
embarrassment. Then he sobered and
he wanted to know if they had heard
from Patsy. When they told him
they had not, he eaid: “I’m really
worried. I had hardly expected to
hear from her .myself, but it seems
that you folks should have had a
word or two, or at least Admiral
Warfield.”
Ted said: “Aw, Patsy’s O.K.” And
then trying, to keep his voice natur
al, “I sure get pretty sick of this
darned room. I think I’d be will
ing to do a. stretch in the brig just
to break up the monotony,”
Virginia dominated the-scene now.
A new attractive man always stimu
lated her. iShe became witty and
vivacious and laughed often in that
soft throaty way of hers. She pluck
ed amusing anecdotes from her mind
dressed them up indecorously and
served them with a white-flashed
smile to enchant Lee and to tor
ture Ted. Being essentially egotis-.
tical, she did not realize that she
was succeeding only in the latter.
Finally Lee picked up his -cap and
said that he'd have to be on his way.
The Court Martial Board was as
sembling now over at DalghTen Hall
and in a few moments Ted and Vir
ginia could visualize
pacing the corridor
called to his trial.
‘Ted said: “Cheer
But his voice was
thought: “It’s a serious charge. Even
if Commander Regner defends him,
I’m afraid it’s zero. He’s taking it
hard too. And Kitty lying here in
this hospital, dying, and the finger
of suspicion pointing at him
help his case a bit.”
(To be. Continued)
him nervously
waiting to be
up, old man.”
flat and he
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