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FRIDAY, MAY 2 6
The Modernism
of Bach
By Mark Hambourg
In Bach we And everythin* In
pianoforte technique. Study of all
that he produced imprecise* one with
the knowledge that music owes to him
what religion does to its founder.
He began the modern technique, for,
a* we recall. In the old days the little
linger and thumb were not lined.
Bach wrote the Forty-right preludes
and Fugues to prove the futility of
antique technical ideas. He was the
first to hold that all pianos should he
tuned equally. That giant master
should have lived three hundred years
later. His in perfectly romantic
music If one gets Inside it. Take, for
Instance, his toccatas and fantasies.
What is more modern In instinct and
emotional expression? Nothing, and
nothin* has aince been said that Bach
has rot indicated. —From The Musi
cian, New York.
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BEGIN HERE TODAY
The marriage between Dolly and
Nigel BretHerton prove* unhappy.
When war la declared, Nigel la
pled to enlist. He (saves Dolly
under the care of Mary Furnlval.
Nigel la killed and Dolly marries
an old sweetheart and tails with
him for America.
When Nigel's brother, David,
calU to see Nigel’s widow, Msry
is ash ;med to tell him of Dolly's
marriage. David mistakes Mary
for Nigel's wife and takes her to
live with his aunt at Red Grange.
Mary is happy In htr nsw home
unut Monty Fieher exposes her to
David. Mary disappears. David
asks Monty to hejp him find hsr.
Monty Is sorry for Mary and trlss
to help David locate her.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
But Mary wax no weakling, After
the first moment of anguish the
faced tho future resolutely. Hhe had
managed to keep herself before.
Well, she would do It again. The
only possible thing was to shut out
the past, bolt and bar the door of
her heart against memory, and be
prepared for whatever might come.
She spent the first day tramping
from -office to office In seanli of
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work, but the result was discourag
ing. In spite of the war and tho
consequent shortness of tnen, there
seemed po place for her. Many
times her name and address were
taken.
“We will let you know If we hear of
anything."
The same old answer, the same old
excuse with which she had so often
been put off before.
She got back to the rorn at
tired and dispirited. The day had
seemed endless. Her feet aclfsd
with tramping the pavements. Sure
ly It was only in a dream that she
had over walked tho vHvety (awn*
<»f the lted Orange and driven with
David!
She had kept her thoughts reso
lutely from him so far, but now.
alone and wearied, the memory of
him came surging hack to her.
How he must hate her now If he
knew everything! Arid, oNcourse, he
did know Monty Fisher would have
told him. How he must hate her!
She spread her arms on the little
round table, and laid her head on
them.
The Bed Grunge! It sounded to
her very much as the name Fairy
land must tA a child—as something
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wonderful and unreal, something of
which one only hears and never
dares hope to see. *
And yet once she had been there.
Once ,for a few short days, she had
had her peep at paradise. Nothing
could take that from htfr. She would
always have the memory to hug to
her heart.
It was on the second day that she
met Dora Fisher, and she came hack
choking and afraid. Something In
the other girl's Insolent beauty had
set fire to the smouldering Jealousy
in her heart.
David would marry Dora. In spite
of All he had said, she believed that
ho would. Dora would go hack to j
the Red Orange hh a happy wife,
whilst she — Always the world had
turned a cold shoulder to her—always
her place had been in the shadows.
She hardly gave a serious thought
to Dora’s last words. She did not!
really believe that David was think
ing of punishing her for what she
had done.
And. after all, what had she done?
Deceived him -yes. But he was In
no way the loser for It, unless one
• counted the few happy drives she
had taken with him, the few nights
she had spent under his roof, the
few meals she had taken at his table.
if she had been the adventuress
they would all think her, she would
not have been satisfied with that.
She would have wanted money and
clothes, and perhaps Jewels.
The tears rushed to her eyes as
the thought of Miss Varney. The
old lady had been so goqfl to her, had
been genuinely fond of her, she was
sure. Would she. too. now hate her,
as David assuredly would?
Hhe tried to eat the tea the land
lady brought for her, but the thick
slices of bread-and-butter and the
cheap tin tray, with no dainty linen
doth to hide Its ugliness, brought a
lump to her throat. It was absurd,
so she tried to argue.
She rose resolutely from the table.
She felt that she would go mad If
Fhe stayed any longer In this room
with its stuffiness and ugliness,
sin look her hot, ud west out.
CHAPTER LVI
The Wheel of F«te
The streets were dark and uninter
esting. but there, at least, she could
iceathe and move. No four walls
hemmed her In. The horrible feeling
of being in prison vanished.
A hatch of soldiers swung past her
in the road singing cheerily. Their
boots were thick with dust. They look
ed tired, but their spir ts were high.
She thought of Nigel, Once he had
been one of them—he who was now
sleeping almost forgotten somewhere
in France.
Surely she must have loved h'm in
another lifetime. .Surely with his
death she had closed one book of her
life and begun another. j
As she turned a corner a young
man coming quickly In the opposite
direction ran against her. He apolo
gised, raising his hat. They were
close to a street lamp, and by Its
subdued light each saw the other’s
face.
Mary caught her breath.
“You?" she said. i
Young Evans colored to the roots
of his hair. For a moment he could
only staro at her. Then he put out
his hand.
“I was beginning to think we
should never meet again.“
He bail been thinking of Mary a
moment since: he had been thinking
of her ever since the morning, when
he lad been called Into Monty
Fisher’s office, and been questioned
about her. And now here she was:
now they were face to face again. He
held her hand In a glad clasp. His
heart was thumping wildly. Ho
broke out again, stammering a little.
“I never thought we should meet
any more. I am so glad to see you.”
Mary did not know’ what to say.
Hhe had liked him during their brief
acquaintance; he had been kind to her.
Hut there was something now In the
expression of his eyes, the tone of
his voice, that bewildered her. She
drew her hand away nervously.
*Th« world Ist such n until place.
Isn't It? It'a wonderful how people
do knock lip Against each other."
She would have turned and left
him had it been possible, but she
knew it would be unkind and dis
courteous. Evans rose to the occa
sion.
"Will you come somewhere and
have a cup of coffee with me? I’ve
been working late at the office—"
tie broke off. remembering that
Fisher's lust words to him had been
about thla girl. He shook the memo
ry aside; be did not want to remem
ber It now.
Mary assented; she was really glad
to have met a friend. She followed
him into a restaurant close by.
Evans ordered coffee and some
cakes
"I haven’t bad my tea yet." he
said, meeting her eyes. " T am hun
gry, If you are not." He leaned a little
closer to her.
"And bow are you after all this
long time?" ho asked.
It really did seem a long time since
MARY CAUGHT HER BREATH.
*‘YOl! " SHE RAH',
they had met. though In reality It rrss
but tan or three uerhs Ilia In
terested eyes realised that she looked
Sm r and unhappy.
He tented to ask" her a hat was the
truth of ail this mystery, why l'avid
Hretherton as* searching for har eo
eagerly; what she was to him But
a feeling of Jealousy k.pt him hack
Hi l lher;on was ribwhll*t he— Of
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course she would never look at him!
He was only a poor clerk.
Mary answered, smiling faintly, that
she was quite well. She did not want
to talk about herself. She tried to turn
the conversation Into other chan
nels. She questioned him about his |
work; she talked about the war. She i
talked feverishly about every other (
subject under the sun, and yet—after 1
all, Evans' conversation came back
to herself.
“And where are you living now?
Not ;n the same flat?"
“Oh, no; I left It a long while ago.”
It seemed a long while—though she
knew It was but a few weeks.
"But you are still living In Lon
don?"
"O, yes!“
He colored a little at her evasive re
ply.
"You don’t want me to know
where.”
She looked distressed.
"Oh, please don’t think me unkind!
It Isn’t, that; but—but I haven’t time
for friends. I know you think it Hor
rid of me—especially when you were
so good to me."
"I only think vhat is nice about
you."
He spoke the words with clumsy
sincerity. He kept his eyes on his
plate. Hla heart was pounding under
Ills office coat. He would have given
anything had he dared put out his
hand and lay It over her own but
something restrained him.
She was not for him—this girl with
the sad face and sweet eyes; he knew
that, even while he knew, too, that
he loved her.
There was a little silence. Sudden
ly he looked up.
"If you spoke quite honestly, you
would aay that you do not wish to
see me again," he said,
Mary colored.
"I should not! I have so few
f« lends; but you don’t understand."
He stirred his coffee vigorously.
"Perhaps I understand better than
you think,” he said at last slowly.
“Perhaps—” He broke off. "Someone
was asking me about you today,” he
added after a moment.
"About me?”
"Yes. Mr. David Bretherton.”
He heard the little catch in her
breath; saw the wa. her hands clasp
ed each other convulsively.
"David Bretherton? 110w —how do
you know him?"
"He is a great friend of Mr.
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"Oh!” There was something afraid
in the little ejaculation. "How did
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"He is looking for you every
where he hoped I could help him
find you."
Mary did not answer. She was re
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meant to see that she was punished
for her deception. She remembered,
too, the story Miss Varney had told
her 'of the Gray Lady at the Red
Grange. David was a Bretherton.
(Continued In Our Next Issue.)
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