ean
Louis Malcourt! And I cannot endure it--the table that moves, and the--O
Garry! Take me away with you. I cannot stand it any longer!"

* * * * *

"Will you come?"

* * * * *

"To-night, Garry?"

* * * * *

"How long will you be? I simply cannot stay alone in this house until
you come. I'll go down and saddle my mare--"

* * * * *

"What?"

* * * * *

"Oh, yes--yes! I know what I'm doing--"

* * * * *

"Yes, I do remember, but--why won't you take me away from--"

* * * * *

"I know it--Oh, I know it! I am half-crazed, I think--"

* * * * *

"Yes--"

* * * * *

"I do care for them still! But--"

* * * * *

"O Garry! Garry! I will be true to them! I will do anything you wish,
only come! Come! Come!"

* * * * *

"You promise?"

* * * * *

"At once?"

* * * * *

She hung up the receiver, turned, and flung open the window.

Over the wet woods a rain-washed moon glittered; the long storm had
passed.

An hour later, as she kneeled by the open window, her chin on her arms,
watching for him, out of the shadow and into the full moonlight galloped
a rider who drew bridle on the distant lawn, waving her a gay gesture of
reassurance.

It was too far for her to call; she dared not descend fearing the dogs
might wake the house.

And in answer to his confident salute, she lighted a candle, and,
against the darkness, drew the fiery outline of a heart; then
extinguishing the light, she sank back in her big chair, watching him as
he settled in his stirrups for the night-long vigil that she meant to
share with him till dawn.

The whole night long once more together! She thrilled at the thought of
it--at the memory of that other night and dawn under the Southern
planets where a ghostly ocean thundered at their feet--where her
awakened heart quickened with the fear of him--and all her body trembled
with the blessed fear of him, and every breath was delicious with terror
of the man who had come this night to guard her.

Partly undressed, head cradled in her tumbled hair, she lay there in the
darknes