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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance Times, 1934-03-29, Page 6NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY Then, either the visitor had. found out all she wanted to, or she was tired of it; she was actually going.` Nancy heard their tnovenients in the hall. Mrs. Gordon came back, panting. "Oh, Nancy, do you think she -she knows anything?" • Nancy shook her head doubtftilly. "How 'can she? unless— There was Beaver, but `Nancy would notbelieve that. It was too much. "I think she only wanted you to talk about Rich- ard." Mrs. Gordon's face changed. "I didn't know he—that they had ever. been engaged," she said blankly. "Anyway, he's in love with you, Nan - eager to escape Amanda. Left alone to face the inevitable, Nancy dreaded it. Now, fresh from the thought of Richard's repudiation, of Richard rage at her fear of him, she must face Page. "Come in here please, Paget" she said faintly..But he heard it and came came into the library. As the sun- light struck his face, Nancy saw the wreck of it. Page had been .suffering, too, and the sight of his haggard eyes wrung her with a pang sharper than her own self pity. They stood looking at each other dumbly for a moment. He was the first to recover himself enough to speak. "i got your note," he said harshly. "I don't understand." A deeper wave of crimson went up over Nancy's tremulous face and her eyes sank. She averted her face from Page's eyes, clasping her hands • be- hind her back; "I don't understand," Page repeat- ed hoarsely. "What did you mean, Nancy?" "What I` said; my:my marriage is. to be a secret." A secret?" there was a new note in his astonished voice. "Why?" She recognized the note in it and she winced. "I don't want it known—yet.". He caught his breath. She didn't love Morgan, she wanted to hide her marriage -please God, he'd get her yet! "Nancy, you don't love him! You're sorry you did it—you want to keep it secret, because you can't bear it! You -" he came nearer, suddenly, he flung himself .down - beside her, "Nancy, you're not living with him`— you're ,here— you'.re not actually his wife!" he gasped. "No!" she cried, passionately, "no,' no!,, Exultation leaped into Roemer's face. He had suffered agonies of shame because Richard had'"taken her away ,from him that , night! "Nancy!" his feverish eyes searched her face, "answer pie -hare you ever been his wife—except in' name?" She drew a deep breath. "No," she whispered it; her head drooping, "never, never — I carne home!" Page gave a great gasp of joy. "God," he cried, "God, I'll take her away from pini yet!" The fi.ti'y of his passion transformed him; his handsozne smooth young face was furrowed—not with love but with hate, his hatred and his jealousy of Richard. Nancy saw it; something in his very passion was selfish and cruel, it reached, her; suddenly, shak en as she was, she thought of Rich- ard Would Page have spared her as Richard had? "You "mustn't say such things, Page,' she said weakly, "and:1 - I mustn't hear thein, -I—'' she could pot finish her sentence. T. -Ie caught her hands roughly in his. "Answer tile,' 'he gasped hoarsely, "tell me the, 'truth you don't love him—did you hatre to marry him Nan - "You'll leave this house, sir. That's what you'll do." cy, I know that!" A strange .sprite twisted Nancy's lips. "Perhaps ' lie isn't now," she said briefly, "perhaps he doesn't like a. se- cret in the. faiatily� slut I—" she lau- ghed wildly— "I threw thyself at hie head. Llama!" • "Oh, Nancy," her mother blushed like a girl, (tut Nancy did not blush, she turned sud'lely white to the lips and cattght Mrs. (torsion';; hand convulsively ""C'hetet, Page Roemer r�,iuhig hi the gate -••oh, Manta, what shall 1 do?" What shell l; to she cried. J\ntanda's dusky face appeared at the dtar,r. "Mist' .Page Roemer, :Miss Nancy,' she said softly, showing the whites of her eyes "I said mebbe yo' was in ata agin ntcbbe yo' warn't but he's waitin says. ye's gwinter wait till he sees yo anyways, yes, nt'in." "That's all right, Mandy. I'll see ,Mt,, Roemer.". Mfg. Gorden gave a little gasp and let .trite girl's hand slip. She was as back to her heart. Love—dumb, ag- onized, denied struggled in her breast. "Oh, Page!" she gasped. "I 1 thought no one cared any more!" Nancy felt the fierce intake of his breath, she seemed to feel his love enfolding her, crushing her. A wild relief shot through her ,a wild thrill of :happiness, of love, "Page, you mustn't! I oh, I'v.e behaved like a bad woman!" she wail- ed, "you've got a right to despise nee, to think I'd—I'd do anything when I behave like this -why, Page=l—t'm married!" "Married?" he snapped his fingers, "that for such a marriage! ,I'll break it—listen to me, Nancy, I'm a lawyer. I'll break it -I'll—": "You'll leave this house, sir. That's what you'll do." They both recoiled. Mr, Gordon was standing in the door, looking at them, his face on fire, his eyes blood- shot, his' iron gray hair standing up in .s frill on top of his head. "Do you hear me, sir, you'll leave the house." Roemer swung around, facing the older man, for a' moment ashamed. "Mr. Gordon, I can't bear this! I know the truth. Nancy told me -she's been dragged into a secret marriage. If it were right, if she loved him, I —I could stand it. As it is I'm here. Page Roetner's look seetned to her only the road passion of, his love, "Yes," she answered faintly, not understanding, "I had to marry him, Page." She was too clean -soiled to understand. Richard would have known it, bat Page. dropped her hands and rose to his feet, tramping up and clown the ;room like a madman. He liad loved Cher, loved' her deeply, and Richard had robbed him. Richard must have 'done what he would never have dared to do. She—God, was she worthless? He: could not ,believe it, yet she said so. Yet—he drew an agonized breath, he couldn't give her up, he'd get her away from, Richard yet, damn hint! 1 ; . He- Page Roesler clenched his fist,• he would like to shoot him, but, if he did, if. it carne out ---poor Nancy! She —? He'etopped short in his walk and !stood thinking; was she worth the struggle. The world would say "no." tt His nwsottish ego cried, no, ,not new. Then he looked at the girl. She looked like a broken lily, All the blood �in his body surged tip into ' his head: he turned hot with rage. 'Damn Iiim, he should not keep her, "'Nancy!" he flung himself down: be- side the girl, hot with his rage:and ' passion. "Nancy, t love you," he cried "I adore your he seleed her poor, shaking little hands and covered them with kisses. 'The girl quivered at his touch, His hot lips on her hands sent the blood THE WINGHAM ADVANCE -TIMES Wellington Mutual Fire, Insurance Co. Established 1840. 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Her beloved broth- er, Roddy, has come home front New York to confess that he has taken that amount from the bank where he works—because a woman needed it— and that he will be jailed if he is found out before he returns it, So Nancy, in love with the penniless Page Roemer, decides to borrow the money from Morgan, and pledges her' self to . marry him in return. He ag- rees to the bargain, feeling sure he can make her love him. While they are talking at his house, Roemer com- es to see him. "Oh, Richard, don't let him come in here," begs Nancy when she hears his name. And as Richard looks at her the pitiful little secret of her love for Page is reveal- ed to him. Nancy Gordon trades herself 'itr marriage for fifteen thousand dollars —the price of her family honor—and the freedom of her . brother, Roddy, who stole, for a woman, that amount from the bank in which he works: Nancy desperately in love with young Page Roemer, nevertheless agrees to a secret elopement with Dr. Richard Morgan, and with the money he loans her prevents Roddy's arrest. Dr. Mor- e -an is loved by Helena Haddon, a sophisticated young inarried woman, but he adores Nancy and hopes to win her after marriage. In Washing- ton they ale married. Nancy is Rich- ard's bride—and afraid of him, THOMAS E. SMALL LICENSED' %.D' AUCTIONEER 20 rears' Experience in Farm Stock and,:Inip,lements. Moderate .Prices, 'hone 331. Ae,p Walker FURNITURE and FUNERAL SERVICE W inthain,.Ont: Anibtttlance Service "I've come to thank you, Major," she said faintly, blushing and paling. Thursday, March 29th, 1934 ONE WEEKS DIET FOR WOMAN ZIere are 1,103 tacks, pins and bolts removed from the stiuit- ach of Miss Mabel Wolf, New York, whp had complained to her doctor cif pains in her stomach. He operated end removed the above light hardware, Miss Wolf said she must have swal- lowed them in 1 week's time while A orkirg in the stock room Of a department store, five years ago. l\I,iss Wolf, who is now recovering, is interested in getting a real square meal, Among this grand assortment wore 80 large screws, 80 cinch bolts, 47 large bolts, 89 ,pieces of glass, one piece of teacup handle, in all a variety of 22 different' classes of hardware. The operation' took niore than an hour to perform, "I guess I did it to be funny;," was Miss 'Wolf's only explanation, prow ..m J.0...,. �... "I've come to help Angie take care ly, "still doing well?" of you," she said. The major chuckled. "I'll soon. scare you off!" Nancy sat down on .a low stool be- side the old man's chair. "I've wine to thank' you, major, she said faintly, blushing and paling by turns, "with -all my heart!" "Eh?" he gave her an angry look, his brows down, "what for?" and she jumped up suddenly. "For buying our house—" "Why there's ` Dr. .Morgan, uncle," Ile snorted. "Glad to get rid of it she said "he must have just got back. —he's been out all night," "Go let him in," the major set his cup down. , "Here, Nancy, stay! I won't be left alone with a doctor. Dick's enough to kill pie anyhow." But Nancy was on her feet in a panic. "I've got to go," she panted, "I only came in to thank you—to ask how you were, major!" But he had hold of her hand and Angie felt Nancy's quick intake of breath; the girl full of her own thoughts of Roddy, divined that there was something wrong. "I had a letter from hint yesterday, she said hurriedly, forcing lightness, trying to be unconcerned, "he's—he's ill right,' major." Angie felt Nancy trembling now, then?" She shook her head, Speech was going to be very difficult.: "You've— let its stay; in it!" The major settled back in his chair, staring hard at her quivering face. ."Your father's paying rent," he re- marked dryly, "I'd call him a pretty good tenant—says he'll make his own repairs." "Some one else might have turned us out.. and—" Nancy's voice broke so ' he kept her strliggling;. untilthe door that Angie dropped down on the floor opened for Richard. beside her: holding her hand. "We ail I "I want you to tell this doctor of love it!" she faltered. ours to treat an old titan""lc ccently," The major stirred his tea. lie said chuckling. "He's starving:me "Where's Roddy?" he asked, abrupt- to death. - I'll always be here, ready:to serve her, to-g.et a divorce ft: r her, to set her free." - Mt. Gordon made a furious gesture with one hand, " "That's enough! ' I understand. Now—go!" He was shaking with rage and Nan- cy saw it, she looked at Roemer im- ploringly. "Please go now, Page!" she plead- ed. He hesitated, and then he turned, took her hand, kissed it and went out passing Mr. Gordon with the air of a conquering hero. "Good day, sir, I'm sorry you mis- understand!" "I don't misunderstand, Mr. -Got-. don thundered, "good day, sir, and good riddance!" The front door closed sharply. Nan- cy drew a long breath. Mr. Gordon came slowly into the ,center of the room and stood staring at ,her, "Is that 'you idea?" he demanded hoarsely, "to marry one man for money — and let ..another make love to you?" The girl lifted her head and looked straight into his eyes. "You're my father," she said situ- ply, "look at me—do you believe I'n:i like that? That I'd be so—so base? If you do," she cried passionately "I —I 'Might as well kill Myself!" 'Her' father's face worked; there wre something like tears in his eyes. •"Nancy, my girl," he Held out his arms. She flung herself into then with a low cry of anguish, pressing Ler face against' his shoulder. "1—I loved Page!" she 'gasped, "I'm wickedH. love- him still!" It was only two or three days later that Nancy unable to endure the wretchednes of her plight at home--- determined. to go to Angie Fuller, She could not tell Angie anything. She must keep her owtt secrets, but there was a soft, pliant sypnathy about the girl that was like balm to a sore heart, Angie met Nancy in the kitchen, she had gone for sonic hot water for her uncle, „ "He's- got one of his awful attai'ks of gout, Nancy," she explained, flush- ing a little at the sight of her visitor,,' "he's es cross as two sticks, but I'm sure he'd ,like to sec 'you." The old man was huddled up in a big morris-chair, "My Soul!" he let his eyes rest' on the pail. with a twinge of approval as sharp as the twinge of gout, "Where d'ytu drop from, Nancy Virginia?" Nancy smiled More naturally than she had for days, C)=1, " I 0 11 0 0 11 It was the first ineeting since that night when Nancy had refused they. offer of 'his name and his home. (Continued Next Week,) Not What They Meant Church notices often contribute uu-- conscious humor. In one church the following notice appeared: "The Rev. will preach his last sermon .prior, to his holiday;. and the choir have arranged a special service of praise. for the occasion." Yet another in Cheshire had pinned to the door a. notice reading: "This is the House of God. This is the Gate of Heaven., This door is closed all winter on ac— count of the draughts." Old _Lady:. "If you really wants work, Farmer Gray wants a righthand pian.,, Wanderer: "Jus' my luck; idy- I'i lift --'andel." • Fat Chap: "I want a baby sports car.". Salesman: "Yes, sir. 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