"
"I am sure of that," said Hiltze with some earnestness. "There is always
a reason, I think."
Through La Mesa, through El Cajon, they drove in silence as they had
driven once before, when they went for Marie the first time. Only then
Eveley had been quivering with anxiety and nervousness--and now it was
only hope and joy. But was it only hope and joy? For she realized
suddenly that her hands were gripping the wheel with nervous intensity,
and that she was shivering.
"Are you cold?"
"I do not know," she faltered.
He turned slightly in his seat, and reached for a rug.
"A disorderly pile on the floor as usual," he said with a slight smile.
"Don't your friends ever put the rugs back on the rack, Eveley?"
"No, never," she replied, smiling, too, but gravely.
He tucked the rug closely about her, but she still shivered, and a sense
of dread was heavy upon her.
When they came at last to the branch in the road, he looked carefully
about in every direction, and then told her to drive quickly. Under his
direction she took the car far back from the road in a sheltered place,
and stopped the engine.
"Please hurry, will you? I have not Angelo with me this time, and I am
afraid."
"Eveley, I must talk to you first. You know I love you, you must know it.
You have tried to discourage me, but I will not take discouragement. I
shall never go away without you."
"Are you going away?"
"Yes, to-night. Business takes me away. I am going to South America. I
have money--lots of money, and we can start afresh and do well. But I can
not go without you."
"Mr. Hiltze, it is impossible. I do not love you. I told you that
before."
"But you will love me. If you come away with me, and take time, you can
love me. I will be good to you, and not hurry you. You must let yourself
go, and try."
"But I do not wish to. Love should not be forced. It ought to come
spontaneously of itself. And I love Nolan."
"Damn Nolan! Oh, I don't mean that, but--Eveley, you will forget him.
Just come with me, and give yourself time. Marie will go with us--"
"Marie."
"Yes, she has promised to go with us, to help make you happy."
"Then she is not sick?"
"No, not sick."
"You only brought me here to--"
"Yes, Eveley. I am sorry, but I had to. We are going out by aeroplane
to-night, and there is a fishing fleet at sea waiting to pick us up. I
hated to trick you, but it was my love that forced it. I can not give you
up. I will not
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