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Home My WebLink AboutThe Brussels Post, 1940-11-27, Page 2THE BRUSSELS PAST +�w�►www+�+ww�seww��w.w+►wewwwowowoow. CRE.AM Producers - Bring your Cream to the BRUSSELS CREAMERY OPEN SATURDAY EVENINGS PHONE 22 - BRUSSELS Mww•N+N04,4444P4e.o.“-"eNr44wo•wwNwf •ww•f•f BRUSSELS CREAMERY Started Another New Serial Entitled Second Bloo in By Anne Ward She longed for some concrete proof that Dudley was in Oxford- shire with his bachelor friend. Oh, what a terribly long time it was to wait till Monday, to tell him what a horrible thnlg had happened and hear his laughing denial. How silly she had been not to insist upon having his address. She could have sent 'him a telegram her fears could have been allayed in half -an - hour or so, And all the time a vision rose before her of Celia's lovely, mock- ing face, of her cat -like eyes, ehr long, graceful body, her scornful lips of scarlet. Celia—so triumph- ant and brilliant and modern— Celia—and; Dudley. She tortured herself with vivid imaginings of these two in Paris together. Once she started from the divan and walked up and down the pretty room with restless tread. All at once, an idea came. .She would ring up Celia's flat and ask where she was. She would not be at home, for •Celia never spent a week- end in London, but her maid might know where she was to be found. She hastened to the 'telephone. and took down the receiver with fingers which shook. How foolish to be so naaset, haw she would laugh at her fears once she knew the truth. Dudley would reproach her for her lack of faith, . "Can. I speak to Miss Carnook, please?" she asked, and her voice HIGHEST CASH PRICES PAID FOR EGGS AND POULTRY F. M, SAMIS PHONE 80 — BRUSSELS sounded that of some other person. "I'rn sorry, madam, but Miss Car - nock is in Paris for the week -end," said a girl's voice in answer. Anne stiffened. With a tremen- dous effort she took control of her quivering nerves. "Oh—she really has gone, has she I thought she had changed her mind at the last her mind at the last moment. 'It doesn't mat- ter, thank you. I suppose Miss Car - nock went alone in the end or—or did the gentleman; call for her?" "Yes, madam, he called to drive her to Croydon. Can I give her any message " 'SNo, thank you, Ws quite al1 right," Anne said, dropping the receiver. She went to her bedroom and lay down on hers of the twin -beds. She looked at Dudley's and wondered 11 he would occupy it again, Some - •how, she seeme to know beyond all shadow of doubt that it was Dudley who had taken Celia to Paris. The producer in Oxforshire was a myth, invented by the exigency of the oc- casion. !Dudley had become infatu- ated with Celia and was unable to resist the temptation of being faith- less to his wife. Oh—how could she bear it, Anne thought, staring dry-eyed at the tinted ceiling. It meant that life was at an end or her—there was nothing left now that the being she loved best in the world had deceived her. Everywhere was finished. All the tender hopes and longings and am- bitions and plans for their joint futures, all lave and passion, and happiness—ended and frustrated fu5 ever, It was inypossible to remain in tho room filled with such intimate memories of her married life. Her tortured nerves throbbing with un- bearable anguish, drove her to action. She must get out into the sunshine, away from the turmoil or . the city and In some secluded spot, try to find some solution of her trouble. She did not know what hat or garments she put on. She was silt' moving as in a dream when she let herself out of the flea and walked down the quiet square to the roaring traffic of the road where the buses plied. At random she boarded one whose des'ination WAG) Richmond. She had never been there, but she knew the river wound its peaceful way, and We wish to announce.. the installation of a Large Battery Charger and are now in a position to Charge Your Batter AND HAVE FOR SALE— A NEARLY NEW BA 1•'LEARY CHARGER (small size) ALSO'—Associate Dealer for .. . Canadian Tire Corporation Products Let Us Help You NOW, with your cold weather MOTORING NEEDS Harry McCutcheon, Riverside Garage phone 56 Brussels Iu iu the park country 5110000 WAS be found, But when she saw the ricer, witli its Saturday crowds, alto turned sway, like some wounded aniluii, seeking for a sleet where she could nurse her hurts in solitude, She reached a great spaeo of spreciltng grass and noble trees, and green distances, Walking sWt1tly, driven on by that unbearable pain. v,..11 ie her, she soon outdistanced the holiday saunterers and gained a place of silence. Some way off, herd of deer raised: their heads to Base at her with gentle eyes, while out of bracken, rabbits scurried al• most under her feet. .She threw herself upon the ground beneath the wide branches of a tree and far the first time since re calving that hateful telephone message gave way to tears. Once she started to cry there was no „ stemming the torrent. She wept passionately, pitiful sobs tear - rug their way from her heart, end every now and then she would whipper Dudley's name in an abandonment of wild sorrow. So. intense was the storm which shook her, that she did not hear the sound of approaching footsteps on the soft turf, nor see the man who paused irresolutely to look down upon her. , At last a voice difficult and in- finitely .pitiful, made its way to her understanding. "Can I do anything to help you? I hate intruding, but it is painful to see anyone give way so utterly to grief,,, Anne opened her swollen eyes and. blinked up at the tall figure tower- ing above her. "No, no one can do anything, • she answered , brokenly, "except leave me to myself." But the intruder hesitated, She looked such a forlorn heap, lying amongst the bracken, with her curia all riffled and her slender body twisted into that abandonment of sorrow, Goodness alone knew what wild idea might not be form- ing in the brain of one so obviously prostrated' with grief. In common hunnnanity he could not leave her without at least trying to help her. His pleasant face more a very gentle, almost tender expression as he said softly— "That's what 1 don't want to do. You're not fit to be left to your- self jest now, Let me stay with you, until the store has passed. I promise not to speak, I'll just stand by and wait" Anne wanted to tell him to go away and leave her, but she was too obsessed with her grief to worry much whether he went or stayed. All the same, his presence did check the torrent of her tears in some manner. It was impassible, how- ever unapt up in tragedy, to remain quite indifferent to the prehence of a stranger. 'Gradually, Anne's sobs grow less violent, her tears ceased to flow, At last she lifted a somewhat shamefaced countenance and looked to see what manner of person this was who had interfered so unpardon- ably, No one could look into Ivor Lor- ing's eyes and distrust or resent him. They made his plain face Pleasant to look upon. They were beautiful in themselves, and they Possessed the beauty of under- standing and gentleness and wis- dom, Insensibly Anne felt calmed. She even tried to smile as she struggled lnth, a sitting posture, "What an idot I've been," she said shyly. "I can't imagine what You must think of rue, crying like this, at my a$e," He looked at her hand and saw 1iwas, married. It seemed Minos- iblebelieve, so girlish did she ppear to him With her swollen eyess uiiverin.g lips and generally rav• aged appearance, Those raffled tolls added to her youthful look, er wedding -ring looked oddly out of lace, "Trouble takes no account of ge," he said quietly, "Only, late,. ,, one learns how ,to bear it in leuce, knowing it is the conrmoa ' " was very kind of you to worry bout me, she eat, a little stiffly. u1 I've got over it now --d &hant' y again,. Really I'm all the atter for having let go." a a 0 1r p a 0 ai 10 t0 somehow I got through the dark A "B or b lie looked at her closely, wonder- ing what thoughts were going on inside the young head, and In her eyes he read tragedy, "I have often wished that I could cry," he said, with a whimsical smile. "I ogee that tears can some filmes 'help." "Have you known• what it 1e to be —in despair?" Anne asked, e nodded. I have," was 1115 answer. "But v.11,oy—and at the other end ;I tenni ...ei'e was still sunshine."" "'Thorel will never be sun'ahino for ire." eald Anne sombrely, (Ila gave a little senile, "Alt yes, there will, Net perhaps the came dazzling sunshine you have known, but a mellow, eoanfort• ing one, warm enough to keel') Your heart flour petrlfying," Ste stared at hint doubtfully, IIo queer to be talking in this way, to w a complete stranger, 'But In the g eat crisis of life such little things as custim and convention cease to count. To Anne, this s'ranger was just a human being who had appear• ed out of a nowhere and whose presence had comforted hex-, "M•me is the sort of trouble which spoils everything for ever," She said tragically. "You see, I have been married for not two years and to -day any husband has gone away with another woman." The stranger sat down some little distance £ram her. "That's hand to stick," he said softly, "I suppose you feel all to lest and life 1101 worth the living." Anne nodded vigorously. She could' not trust herself to speak. The kindness in bis eyes and voice melted her into tears again. She felt her weakness and despised 1t, but as yet her grief was too un- controlled to be mastered all at once. When she could speak, she said, with a touch of defiance— "Your trouble wasn't as bad, as that, or you could never have come. into the sunlight again." "My trouble was almost the same," he said, deliberately, "lilx- cept that it was not a wife who de- ceived me—it was the 'girl I loved and my best friend, the man who had been with me through .many a dangeous enterprise. He was a married man having a sordid in- trigue with the girl I was engaged to, It was a .terrible blow to the boy I was then, and I thought all joy and happiness had gone from me for ever. Then, thank goodness, I found my manhood—I was a poor man, so I made top my mind that work should be my idol in the future, and, as I told you, I got through the wood;' "And are You—happy, now?" Anne enquired. Ile shrugged his shoulders; again his simile was whimsical, "There are go many different sorts of happiness, my dear. The world is full of goodness and beauty, on8. plays the game and carries on. You are very young, you must wait for the compensations of life to come to you, for come they will. Besides, your husband may repent very bitterly and you will be able to tor - give him and forget" Anne gave a shuddering sigh. "Could one ever forget, or for give?" she breathed, "It is very noble to be able to forgive," he said, "Owe of •the noblest gestures life allows us. Sometimes, it is not only a duty to do so, it is a., Privilege. In your oase, your husiband may so speedily repent ,that he will spend the rest of his life trying to make amends for this infatuation." Anne looped at him with eyes of pity, "I believe you have been as un - loopy as I," she murmured, "and yet, you have come out on top." 'Suddenly his face broke into an irresistible smile, • 'Why are we talking of sadness on such e glorious day? Come and have some tea --it will do good to Powder your nose and straighten Your hair and drink some of that poisono,usay strong tea you women like• q have a car a little distance away, we'll run into Richmond and have tea, and then—why then, did each other god -bye. Neither of us would have spoken as we have done if we had not known that we should not meet again, but for the short, time we are together let us make the best of .things,, Well go, and eat lots of Walt cakes and drink strong tea," Anne reached for her hag. The vision presented by her vanity - mirror was deplorable indeed, hur young beauty extinguished by the excess of grief to which she had weakely given Way, Por the moment vanity triumphed over misery, and she began to repair as beat she could the ravages of what was ordin- arily a lovely lit2tle face. 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