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THE REGISTER-GUARD, EUGENE, OREGON
SERIAL STORY
BLACKOUT
gY RUTH AYERS
eemwHT,
.rvrrn XVI
c"?, looking at Mary
Fred up his lew things
, gathered up ,acej
I P"1 .on "'I.- was impo-
fcttd nm
Unnd she could not move
fefwant him to go like
P.. thought wildly, not un
Lfdor "ring what made
I "I1 'J. took her chill ones.
k"ften, will you?"
f loundo"1" dear votce made
& write." She looked up
ties 1U , ,, i-n him in
what'hant
,7,?,. The Paralyzed face
words so halting ihe
the could never say it.
SX"he said steadily. "I
ffran the first you were a
Ser. . I know it now."
, trirf to smile. Some of the
.hnm in her face seemed to
5 Her "yes spoke for her as
shook his hand.
Talk every day. Drink milk,
nourishing food-lots of it.
. , dutiful patient, Mary
r. into this rouUne. She was
,, building toward a definite
j and everything she did in
ril new strength was a step
rard it. When Dr- O'Connell
t.A mm France, she must
5n uerfect condition to undergo
treatment u ,...t,..-
Iieaiurea.
t,.. that was done, she would
Vincent and all the past could
Hotted out. UilDen ienox was
t k.T.afatnr nnd she bore his
L. n,it chp was as impatient
tt him from this bond, as he
'.d be to be free of it She
I... hn4 hem nitv nothing
Je that had persuaded him to
(fc her.
Letter for you, Ma'm."
jt was Mrs. Simmons, the land
b. She held out an official look
ienvelope. Oh, thanks this is, this must
from my husband." It was the
t time Mary had said the word
it sounded queer in ner ears,
from Oiltaert. It. was
ely an official communication
Sn the war ministry with a
tck enclosed Gilbert's pay
Kck.
Ihe stout British landlady was
ft very much in evidence after
Mary had read the form letter.
"Is everything all right at the
front with the doctor?" Mrs. Sim
mons asked.
"Oh, yes, qulto all right.'
Mary's voice was listless.
Mrs. Simmons waa not entirely
satisfied. She pretended to polish
furiously at the tiles on the hearth
as she went on, "I have said many
times, I have indeed, that a finer
gentleman never lived than Or.
Lenox, American or not."
"That's very kind of you."
"And if I may say so. you're
looking much better yourself these
days. Not so peaked. Mind, that
terrible shipwrecking of the Mo
ravia by the submarine, would be
enough to mane a uoay iook
peaked for the rest of their lives.'
When she had gone, Mary Car
roll stared at the check. So
cold, so impersonal. There had
been no letter yet from Gilbert
instead, this reminder that he was
doing his duty toward her.
The spirit of independence that
had driven her once to fight for a
chance to earn her living as a
fashion designer that had made
her a perfectly independent young
person in Paris rose again with
in her.
"I won't take his money," she
stammered, half aloud. "I won't.
If he'd written if he'd made
some gesture to show he was not
acting out of pity for me, I might
have accepted it But not now."
The lodgings were paid for until
spring. Some of the money Gil
bert had given her before their
wedding, still remained. Her needs
had been small.
With her disfigured face, Mary
Carroll might not be able to find
a Job but perhaps she could still
earn enough through her drawing
so she would not have to touch
Gilbert's checks. Resolutely, she
went out to buy drawing paper,
pencils, and charcoal.
Millions of words had been
written about London in wartime.
Newspapers and periodicals had
been filled with cartoons and
drawings of the grim side of Lon
don s blackouts and evacuations.
In her daily walks, something in
Mary Carroll's alert 'American
eyes had seen something eles. A
lighter, whimsical touch. Fashions
had gone military. White helmets,
white walking sticks, white gas
masks boxes had been designed to
show up clearly in the darkened
city. Perhaps she could catch
some of this lighter vein, some of
FLAPPER FANNY Bysyiv..
'
Noo've got problems! Try figuring how I can pay December
I m January with my March allowance that I don't get
until February.".
SIDE GLANCES
I - 'li-wiua ijn.
this striving to laugh at war In
her drawings.
When her first group of sketch
es was finished Mary was thrilled
with anticipation. They were not
perfect but she had a feeling they
caught an atmosphere and a spirit.
She packed them carefully and
sent them, a few at a time, to
some of the London shops, with
notes asking if they might be ex
hibited. The response was swift and
heartening. Letters began arriv
ing, asking for prices and giving
her orders.
Days flew as she worked. Life
began to shape anew. When the
time came, if ever, she could go
back to Vincent without being
under a penny of financial obli
gation to Dr. Lenox. She hadn't
yet touched one of his medical
corps checks. What hurt most, of
course, was that Gilbert hadn't
written. She tried to forget it
under the rush of creative work.
One day she had a visitor.
There was a knock on her door
and opening it, Mary saw Lady
Ponce-Townsend.
"How do you do," she managed
to stammer. "Come in."
Lady Ponce-Townsend, Mary
recalled, was the British dowager
who'd outfitted the refugees from
the Moravia and who had been so i
active in war relief work.
Lady Ponce-Townsend smiled a
harassed, toothy smile. "My dear,
I've just heard of your marriage
to Dr. Gilbert Lenox. Congratu
lations. But why haven't you let
me know about your sketches?
They're utterly stunning."
"Why, I had no idea you would
be interested."
"Interested!" Lady Ponce.
Townsend fairly boomed. "If you
have no objections I want to ex-
tiibit them in my Mayfair home.
You will let me, of course!"
(To Be Continued)
LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE
Bigman, What Now?
Jj
COMMANDER Flights
made by Britain's aviators
along the western front are
under the direction of Air
Vice-Marshal Patrick Henry
L. Playfair (above), comman
der of the Royal Air Force in
France. He's seen "somewhere
at the front."
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