The other and deeper channel was beyond, barring
her way. Then,after a struggle with his conscience, he tore it open and added
apostscript. He obeyed, but he seized her hand, and she did not take it
away.
His regard for Myra Fuller had been merely afancy,
a delusion born of passion and impulse. There was no faltering in hismind, but he
dreaded the ordeal.
Bartlettwas, as Gammon had said, very much
overcast. Homer had sprung to his feet and was pulling his cap down upon hishead.
And there was no shadow of a doubt as tohis love for her. And he, because he had not
warned her, wasresponsible. Bartlettwas, as Gammon had said, very much overcast.
Shell be proudto know how popular you are, Seleucus. Its runnin acrost the beach
down yonder at the marsh hole twofoot deep already.
Ill do the fixin of those things, myself. They
never could have been happy together. Well, I dont suppose Ishall see you again, Mr.
Wait till the first of next week, and then Ill see.
The handwriting upon the other envelope was
familiar and he openedit with a twinge of conscience.
Youve been sayin those very words eversince
Thanksgivin, he declared. He tried to be absolutely frank, to bestraightforward and
honest.
Oaks peered cautiously over his shoulder.