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them was driving away empty. As
the young man waited he heard May
speak again, and he could neither
help overhearing nor move from his
position. They were speaking about
"But you love him, ' May," said
"Yes, I love him," answered the
girl. "I have never ceased to love
him. I am not of that nature, But
he does not care for me any more.
That is what is breaking my heart."
"You are mistaken, dear. How do
you know? Business men have so
many worries and they can't always
Keep to the rapture of the engage
ment." "I know, but it isn't that. At
least, it's more than that, Julia,"
said the girl, half sobbing. "You
know, when we were first engaged I
was happier than I had ever been m
my life before. He was my ideal of a
man, so fine in every way. And it
seemed wonderful to me that Harry
could love me. And for months we
were very happy. But then he be?
gan to grow cool, and I just know he
is tired of me. He never tells me
things now, as he used to do. And
if only I were sure I I should break
the engagement But I am not sure.
"More than once I have started to
write him a letter, releasing him, and
then then I have torn it up because
I didn't know. How can I know? He
is too honorable ever to tell me if he
has ceased to care for me. How can
"I don't believe that he has ceased
to care," said Julia. "Now listen to
me, dear. There is all the difference
in the world between being engaged
and being married. When you are en
gaged the whole world seems new.
Everything is wonderful. You think
you are going to live in a paradise.
But that isn't what counts at all. How
many married couples do you know
who live in that state of rapture?"
"But Harry and I were going to be
-different," sobbed the girL
"So everyone thinks, but afterward
you understand your mistake. It is
the building up of the life together
that counts, my dear. I know that
And long engagements are a mistake.
You can t simply come to take each
other for granted, that's all. When
you are married your real happiness
"Oh, do you believe that, dear?"
"I am sure of it," said Julia. "You
and Harry ought to marry at once,
and then you will understand. I know
he cares for you, and it is possible
that he, too, has felt something of
the same thing. That is the whole
trouble. Well, I suppose we must
have lunch if we are to catch the
early train back."
They went into the hotel, while
Harry waited above. So the girls had
only come over for the day! They
would not look at the hotel register,
of course. Still, he feared detection;
they could not but know that he had
He waited till they came out and
jrtood on the porch together. Evident
ly Julia's conversation had raised
May's spirits, for she looked less un
happy; but she was still a pathetic
little figure as she stood there.
"Come, dear, let us be going," said
Harry watched the two women
walk down the path toward the sta
tion. And, looking after theni, sud
denly he felt the fog lift from his
Julia, with her woman's intuition,
had guessed rightly. Of course he
loved May, and had never ceased to
love her. It was the past, the 6ther
faces he had seen, that had lifted
themselves like ghosts between them.
And he had not understood.
He saw now that it is only by faith
and loyalty that love endures. Love
must be grappled and held. Every
thing that he hcd attributed to May,
the coldness, the weariness, was
nothing but the reflection of his
inner heart He saw her again as she
had been on that wonderful day when.