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aimk elle, loved the man whose
Jioweee fiNed her cabin with their
re sweetmeats even as. his image filled
her toast,
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of Two Men\
By Joan Crodyon
Basil was, curiously enough, ask-
ing himeeif =oh the same question.
as the train. wouuld through the hot,
glowing land, past the fringe of
m(ysteriona jungle, through interm-
inable paddy"fieles, where the
native workers toiled in the scorch-
ing heat, 'peat temples and -minarets
and rand huts, and pools, where the
water buffaloes wallowed.
Diana was certainly looking very
lovely, but it was the pale, ntiooniight
loveliness of a ghost, not of a warm
living flesh and blood woman. And
Ler aloofness her cool detaehment,
were chilling to his ardour.
She was 'still ill, of course, but he
found hirnael2 hoping that she would
alter when they reached England. He
could not zee himself married to a
cold sitatue.
At Bombay, that curious mixture
of Oriental and European city, with
its flue 'buildings, luxurious shops
and hotels; •$ts trams and motor oars
and surging crowds of gaily -attired
natives, they drove to the docks at
once and went on. board the great
liner which was already getting nP
steam for the voyage.
Diana was comlpletely exhausted
by the wearisome 'journey and went
to her cabin at once. l
A ,orowi of , American- globe-trot-
ters, •the women dressed with all
the immaculate snilartfnersa oR their
kind, two or three of them enchant-
ingly pretty; the ' men tall thin,
sallow, sffirewd' preceded her up the
gangway.
In spite of her 'preoccupation with
other things, Diana found herself
.adtndring the wonderful trim tailor-
mades, of the women, their self-
assurance, their obvious happiness.
'They were talking noisily, nasally,
and the girl wag glad to get to the
comparative peace of her own, little
room.
ales. Judson came with her and
the two paused, astonished, on the
threseeld, for the cabin was a mass
of beautiful and gorgeous• ,bleasoms.
Everywhere there were Rowers,
and their gay brilliance, their
glorious perfume seemed to fill the
little room.
"Wh,oeve4r did that?" exclaimed
the little doctor's wife, with a sigh
of rapture. "I never saw such a
eight. It meet be Major 'Chalmers
who ordered them. Did you ever?
WIhy, if you were the Vicerine her-
self you couldn't have a lolvelier
lot!"
Diana said nothing, but .a1ow}y a
wonderful smile stole over her pale
face, her eyes ,brightened. She turn-
ed away that her companion should
not see the unshed teals, partly of
pain, p'artiy of happiness, that
filled them.
For, she kew that the flowers had
mot come from Basil. Only a min-
ute or two previously he had been
lamenting ode oversight in not hav-
ing ordered came for her.
These came from another source.
Diana k>,ew quite well, without
any need of telling, ;that these
flowery formed Harry Lintot's fare-
well message to her.
A few hours later she had watch-
ed Mns. Judson descend the gang-
way atter a last goodbye kiss.
The crowds om the quay shouted
and cheered, handkerehdefe waved,
gay streamers were tlhaown. across
the shvp',s side, there were cheet+s
and farewell songs.
ISlowly the great ship made her
majestic way upon the first stage of
her long journey, while Diana watch-
ed the land slip by.
The last of the frail, coloured
streamers snapped; it was as if the
last link binding her to India
enapped, too the India which had
brought her so m'u'ch borrow, which
tread, somewhere in its vastness, the
Want an interesting picture project? Try making a pictorial record o
' - your home town. ..
AT FREQUENT intervals, hi. dis-
cussions of picture -making, the
term "Documentary Photography"
turns up. And to many people it
seems like the "bad penny" which
keeps coming_ back.
With such a, record you're prob-
ably wondering why the subject is
even mentioned here. Well, the rea-
son is that today I'd like to Suggest
that you ,try, your hand at documen-
tary photography and become a
photo historian. For instance, sup-
pose you had a picture record of
every important event in your home
town during, the last five years, or
every important local character,
Right now, at your fingertips, you'd
have a veritable treasury of local
history.
There's no reason why you can't
assemble' such an album -'if you
Mart .picturing the local scene at
once. Thirty years Srom now peo-
ple will be wondering how we lived
They'll want to know what sort of
clothes we wore, what kind of
houses we lived in, what Main
Street looked like, what kind of
ears we drove, who the important
people were and what they were
like. Of course, we could sit down
and write a book giving them all of
the details, but there never has been
—and there never will be—any
book which can describe anything
more clearly than you can, in a
fraction of a second, by means of
your camera.
In fact, there's so much that hon-
estly deserves a place in your al-
bum I'd suggest you specialize in
two or three principal subjects.
Your section of town, for one,
should have a special division all
to itself.
Another section I'd devote just to
people—the way they dress, their
work, and the games they play.
That's a broad field because things
change so fast—fashions in clothes,
tor Instance.
Maybe that isn't your idea'of docu
mentary photography. Perhapsyou
think it's necessary to photograph
b1g, dramatic subjects..Well, you're.
wrong! It's the little Personal items
-seasoned with human interest
:that mama interesting history, Abd
that is the type of subjeet that hi
often overlooked.
367 John van Guilder
joyment they could out of the great and the sound, of murmuring voices
linens attaotion0'. would reach her, 'The onovitable
Diane, glanced into the danoing'
roque but she could not see Buell
amongst the whirling couples.
I -Ie might, of course, be in the
card -room, playing bridge or pokey,
bet before she sent to enquire fol
him she would explore the deck,
The beauty of the star -lit sky, the
vast expanses of water glowing here
and there with phosp'horence, and
in which the many jewelled lights of
the boat were reflected, took her
breath. awaaY•
The scene was eo grand, so im-
pressive, so vast and beautiful, that
for a few minutes ,the wanted to do
nothing but stand at the rail and
share.
The winds had dropped' a peace-
ful calm lapped the great ocean
,stret!rihing further than the eye could
see around. And on all Its. wide
expanse this, .shop on which she
stood was the .sole visible moving
object.
It was wonderful, Diana thought
that man, eo puny in the face of
the great fohdes of nature, could
have achieved ama launOhed upon
the seas .a creation capable of
hraving alone, ie. this rather awful
solitude, the, hundred and one perils
possible in such a -voyage. '
Yes, human endeavour was a
wonderful thing and there must be
much nobility in humen nature to
have achieved and conquered so
much againstt so many. odds.
It was up to every humus being
to be worthy of the great heritage
handed down by dead ,and gone
generations, to think more of others
than of oneself, to be brave and
self evfficing, to be wiling to make
sacrifice of one's own desires for
what is right and big and true.
She would be good, she thought
hurtnbiy, staring out over the sea. and
trying to close her heart to the
treacherous m+em,ories, whioh still
memaceaa her resolves.
God helped those who tried to be
good. Once she had, asked Him for
a miracle, and a terrible answer had
come to her prayer. Sbe would ask
noosing now but acceptance of what
was sent.
She turned away and moved along
the deck, looking for Basil.
Here and there she discerned the
,chairs: of counties; close together,
CHAPTER IV.
The Journey Home.
The voyage was rough, almost
from its, earliest stage, and Diiana.
was prostrated with sickness,
Never the best of- sailors, in her
Present weakened state she was laid
low with that most uneontaotic coy
.plaint and was utterly unable to get
up for days...
in the misery of her body that of
her mind wase temporarily eforgotten,
Hour atter hour the violent tossing
of .the ethip' went on without abate.
went, Great ,seas broke over her,
the deoke were almost deserted, and
,the passengers were obliged to
amuse tfoemseives in the swimnting-
poolS, the gymnasium, the ballroom,
the library.
Every morning Diana could hear
the gay music of the band, ,playing
the latest danloe tunes, and she
wondered miserably haw anybody
could possibly feel well enough to
,dance in such a sera, amidst such a
'babel of sound, Mauch a ceaseiese up-
heaval of motion, R
Basil sent messages, every few
hours to tier and 'brought her books
amid, little presents .frons the expen-
sive little shop, and she reflected,
rather ruefully, that she was prov-
ing anything but an amusing or de-
sinable companion. for him, on the
journey.
Poor Basil! He had had rough
ludic in many ways lately, and she
determined that she would try to
maize •up tor it to him when she felt
able.
It. was depressing for him, to say
the least of it, to be saddled with a
delicate and ailing fiancee, who
stayed supine in her staterooms, un-
able to share in any of the life of
the ship.
And gradually, as she felt better,
she made all sorts. of brave resolu-
tions about the good wife she would
be, of tow she would strive to make
up in every way for not being able
to love him in the way she wanted,
It was not les fault that her
heart had changed. He must never
guests it. She -must - nerve herself
to .the prospect- of enduring his
caresses( and returning • his kisses.
Her sacrifice would be of no avail
telt did not make him happy:
Perhaps, in time; she would be
able to forget this dull, ceaseless
ache which had thro(brbed in her
heart ever since she had known
Harry.
She might be able to remember
without those stabs of anguish tb.e
few short hours. of peril they bad
shared together to recall his fair,
boyish face, bis pleasant voioe, 1115
blue eyes without too meek inward
pain(.
Perhaps every m,a.n and woman
had, hidden away in their inmost
hearts, little packets, of memories
round which they had tied etrin.g
very securely so that not one of
thein s'hrooldi escape to near, with its
ghost-like presence, the realities of
life.
For 1t is not many ,people whose
love -dreams come true.
It was in this chs stented a.nd. decid-
edly .Pelf-s'ecriflcintg mood that Diana,
one evening; decided to get up and
go on deck.
Her legs' still felt rather wobbly.
lett all, tela -sickness hoed disanpeared.
She looked at herself critically and
view that site warn, Haler and thinner,
but not unbecomingly so,
5110 ebon' one of her PrettiesIt
frocks—,a wlltite.an,d,silver one, al -
mom} hnidal, its only colour a cluster
of any flowers at the waist.
Tedeinhonerg through to the hair
dt e,a(a,et°s, soon she learnt that .slie
meld. be, attended to at once, and it
wool not lona before site emerged
from tine barber's clever French
anAettc, with hem bpi m(it,t and lovely
h•'11' arranged, antged, in the. very latest•
waves are curls,
1t wac, lather pleasant to be look -
in rle(enat aeain., she thought, as
nl1 to'•kt on a warm velvet Wren anti
cafe it round her white shoulders,
(Pee bad been a ,sort. of semi-
inva.lid for so long that she •1101
ceased to take. even the normal
ittteeest in clothes,
Bet •ante, owed it now to Bnedj1 to
make the bead of herself, and She
t vela tit she really did not look tn'
had ee She started ant in search of
tree.
The life 'and memorise nil over
the big •ship bewildered iter at first.
areal -awe del ?(he ettenenter a face
entre irreW, htrt aaverewhere- there
seeomPH pretty, .fin.ily.clad girls and
eerie:ft e., tern eaout men, innab lee
chatting, getting every minuted en -
ship -flirtations were obviously - in
frill swing,
!She felt rather de trop as site
pulsed in front of Uheeo Whispering
couples, then, all at onlee, sire heard
Basil's( voice,
He was saying—
"We shalt be married almost as
soon ass we reach England. 1 could-
n't poseSbly let her down at this
stage!"
ISP'ellbaund, Diana stood, scarcely
able to credit her own ears.
Another voice spoke—a girl's—
laden with emotion.
"But, Basil, are we both to be
unhappy for life because we met too
late?"
r'
The listening girl stepped' forward
oni an impulse she could not control,
It might have been wiser to have
wafted, perhaps, to see Basil alone
,and put things straight, huh Diana
Just then was not in the mood for
disloretion.-
It was as if an intolerable weight
had been lifted' from her. What she
had discovered had made her so In-
credibly happy that .Phe could not
bear for arose two unseen people not
to be made happy, too, at once/
'She glided forward, the starlight
glistening on her siltvery duress and
blight shining cure.
With a startled exclamation a tall
.figure rose from the chairs huddled
close together by tate rails,
Basil cried hastily—,
"Diana!" And then added shaene-
facedlyeeeI thought you .were still
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taken by surprise," ,r•✓'
"Yee, Basil, and so was,fl. I could
not help overhelandnlg what you were
,saying just now. Meese don't think
I mind, Basil. I donft, really. I ant.
ready. to give you your freedom at
once. I know that you feel you've
treated me shabbily, but you must
not think that way any more. I've
known for a long time that I don't
care for yoµ in the way 'I ought -
It's just as much my fault as it's.
Yours, For you couldn't be expect-
ed, to ga on, loving someone who has
,so little to give a return."
(Site spoke breathlessly, the words
tumbling over each other in her
eagerneee( to set things right.
The: pair she addressed stared at
her .shadowy figure as if they saw a
ghost, 'Men Basil said slowly—
"It'suncomanonly.generous of you
to take it that way. I have been
feeding nb end of a cad, Diana. Miss
Melton and I seem to have drifted
into this without ever intending IL
You were ill and I heti time on my
hands—and. she ,iattraoted me so
greatly, but I never thought I was
going to fall in love with her—"
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