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BEGIN HERE TODAY.
After eight years of married life*
Mark Sabre gradually realizes that
he is neither understood by his por
saic wife, Mabel, nor by his colleagues
in the firm of Fortune, East and Sa
bre. A promised partnership in the
business has been denied him and
promised to Twyning, a jealous asso
ciate. Suddenly an old sweetheart,
Nona, now the wife of dashing Lord
Tybar, returns after two years of
travel. Mabel becomes suspicious
when Nona writes Sabre an infon tai
invitation to visit her.
GO ON WITH THE STORY.
“An invitation? Whyever didn’t
she write me?” "Whyever,” again!—
“May I see it?”
He took the letter from his pocket
and nanded it to her. “It’s not ex
actly an invitation —not formal.
She did what he called “flicked”
the letter out of its envelope. He
watched her reading it and in his
mind he couid see as perfectly as
fhc with her eyes, the odd, neat
script; in his mind he read it with
her, word by word.
Dear Marko—We’re back. We’ve
been from China to Peru—almost.
Come up one day and be bored about
it. How are you? NONA.
Ilis thought was, “Damn the let
ter *”
Mabel handed it lack without re
turning it to its envelope. She said,
“No. it’s not fcrn.ai.”
She snipped three roses with
astonishing swiftness—snip, snip,
snip!
In halt an hour the shallow basket
was beautified with fragrant blooms,
and Mabel thought she had enough.
“Well, that’s that,” said Sabre as
they re-entered the morning room.
HI.
She took up a creamy rose and
snipped off a fragment of stalk over
the saucer. “Why does she call you
‘Marko’?”
He was utterly taken aback. If
the question had come from anyone
byt Mabie, he would have quite failed
to connect it with the letter. But
here had distinctly been an “incident”
over the letter, though so far closed
as he had imagined, that he was
completely surprised.
He said,
"Yes, Nona, if you like. Ladv
Tybar.”
“Why, she always has. You know
that.”
Mabel put the rose into a specimen
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vase with immense care and touched
a speck off its petals with her fin
gers. “I really didn’t.”
“Mabel, you know you do. You
must have heard her.”
“Well, I may have. But long ago.
I certainly didn’t know she used it in
letters.”
He felt he was growing angry.
“What on earth’s the difference?”
“It seems to me there’s a great
deal of difference. 1 didn’t know she
wrote you letters.”
He was angry, “Damn it, she
doesn’t write me litters.”
She shrugged her shoulders. “You
seem to get them anyway.” z
Maddening!
And then he thought, “I’m not go
ing to let it be maddening. This is
just what happens.” He said, “Well,
this is silly. I’ve known her—we’ve
known one another—for years since
we were children, pretty well. She’s
called me by my Christian name
since I can remember. You must
have heard her. We don’t see much
of her—perhaps you haven’t. I
thought you had. Anyway, dash the
thing. What does it matter?”
“It doesn’t matter”—she launched
a flower into a vase—“a bit. 1 only
think it’s funny, that’s all.”
"Well, it’s just her way.”
Mabel gave a little sniff. He
thought It over. But it wasn’t
over. “If you ask me, I call it a
funny letter. You say your Christian
name, but it isn’t your Christian
name—Marko! And then .saying,
‘How are you?’ like that—”
“Like what? She just said it,
didn’t she?”
“Yes, I know. And then ‘Nona.’
Don’t you call that funny?”
“Well, I always used to call her
‘Nona.’ She’d have thought it funny,
as you call it, to put anything else.
I tell you, it’s just her way.”
“Well, I think it’s a very funny
way and I think anybody else would
think so. I don’t like her. I never
did like her.”
He thought, “My God, this bicker
ing! Why don’t I get out of the
loom?”
“Come back for a day off with me!
It’s a funny thing you came back
just in time to get that letter! Be
fore it was delivered! There! Now
you know!”
He was purely amazed. He
thought, and his amazement was
such that, (characteristically, his
anger left him; he thought’“Well,
of all the—”
But she otherwise interpreted his
astonishment. She thought she had
made an advantage and she pressed
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it. “Perhaps you knew it was com
ing?”
“How on earth could I have known
it was coming?”
She seemed to pause, to be con
sidering. “She might have told you.
You might have seen her.”
He said, “As it happens, I did see
her. Not three hours before I came
back.”
She seemed disappointed. She said
“I know you did. We met Lord
Tybar.”
And he thought, “Good lord! She
was trying to catch me.”
She went on, “You never told me
you’d met them. Wasn’t that funny?”
“If you’d just think a little you’d
see there was nothing funny about
it. You found the letter so amazing
ly funny that, to tell you the truth,
I’d had about enough of the Tybars.
And I’ve had about enough of them.”
"I daresay you have—with me.
Perhaps you’ll tell me this—would
vou have told me about the letter if
1 hadn’t seen you get it?”
He thought before he answered
and he answered out of his thoughts.
He said slowly, “I—don’t —believe—
-I—would. I wouldn’t. 1 wouldn t
because I’d have known perfectly
well that you’d have thought it—■
funny.”
IV
No answer he could have made
could have more exasperated her. “I
-—don’t—believe l—would.” De
liberation! Something incompre
hensible to her going on his mind,
and as a result of it a statement that
no one on earth (she felt) but he
would have made. Anyone else
would have said boldly, blustering
ly, “Os course I would have told you
about the letter.” She would have
liked that. She would have disobe
lieyed it and she could have said, and
enjoyed saying, she disbelieved it. Or
anyone else would have said furious
ly, “No, I’m damned if I’d have
t»r
r u jy Ml ■
op!
“I don't live.. I just go on”—she
pased—“Flotsam.'
shown you the letter.” She would
have liked that. It would have
affirmed her suspicions that there
was “something in it,” and she
wished her suspicions to be affirmed.
It would have been something defi
nite. Something justifiably incentive
of anger, or resentment, of jealousy.
Something she could understand.
She could not express her feelings
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in words. She expressed them in
action. She arose violently and left
the room. The whole of her emotions
she put into the slam of the door
behind her. The ornaments shiver
ed. A cup sprang off a bracket and
dashed itself t, pieces on the floor.
CHAPTER IV
I
These events were on a Monady.
On the following Thursday Nona
came to see him at his office.
She stood still immediately she
was across the threshold and the
door closed behind her. She was
smiling as though she felt herself to
be up to some lark. “Hullo, Marko.
Don’t you hate me for coming in
here like this?”
“It’s jolly surprising.”
“That’s another way of saying it.
Now if you’d said it was surprisingly
jolly! Well, shake hands, Marko,
and pretend you’re glad.”
He laughed and put out his hand.
But she delayed response; she first
slipped off the gauntlets she was
wearing and then gave him her hand.
“There!” she said.
“There!” It was as though she had
now done something she much
wanted to do; as one says “Thebe!”
on at last sitting down after much
fatigue.
She tossed her gauntlets on to a
chair. She walked past him towards
the window. “You got my letter?”
“Yes.”
Her face was averted. Ker voice
had not the bantering note .with
which she had spoken at her entry.
“You never answered it.”
“Well, I’d just seen you—just be
fore I got it.”
She was looking out of the win
dow. “Why haven’t you been up?”
“Oh—l don’t know. I was com
ing.”
“Well, I had to come,” she said.
He made no reply. He could think
of none to make.
II
She turned sharply away from the
window and cam towards him, ra
diant again, as at her entry.
“Well, I like you best when you’re
thinking. You puzzle, don’t you
Marko? You’ve got a funny old
head. I believe you live in your old
head, yog know. Puzzling things.
Clever beast! 1 wish 1 could live in
mine.” And she gave a note of
laughter.
“Where you you live, Nona?”
“I don’t live. I just go on”—she
pased—“flotsam.”
Strange word to use, strangely
spoken !
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strange, detached effect into the con
versation between them. His habit
of visualizing inanimate things
caused him to see as it were a pool
between them at their feet, and from
the word dropped into it, rippies that
came to his feet upon his margin of
the pool and to her feet upon hera.
He took the wt>rd away from its
personal application. “I believe
that’s rather what I was thinking
about when you came, Nona. About
how we just go on—flotsam. Don’t
you know on a river where it’s tidal,
or on the seashore at the turn, the
mass of stuff you see there, driftwood
and spent foam and stuff, just float
ing there, uneasily, brought in and
left there—from somewhere; and
then presently the tide begins to
take it and it’s drawn off and moves
away and goes—somewhere. Ar
rives and floats and goes. That’s
mysterious, Nona?”
(Continued in Our Next Isiue.)
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