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(g* SifJforie $ lizard •» CHAP TEH FORTY-EIGHT Fabienne heard the telephone ring and came out ot a deep, peaceful Bleep to hear Prunella’s muffled voice in the other room. She called: “Prunella! I’m awake knd I’m starving!” Prunella, with a broad smile on her face, opened the bedroom door. “Mah goodness, you still hungry, chile? After all that food you et las’ night? I’ll have you brekfuss in a minute.” “Run the tub first, Prunella.” "You ain’t gonna git up, Miz Fa bienne? Miz Ellen sez you is to stay abed this mawnin’. She had to go to the settlemen’ house fo’ a lit tle while, but she’s cornin’ home any minute.” “I can’t stay in bed. I’ve got things to do. Get the porter and have him bring my trunk up here.” ‘‘You goin’ away?” Prunella asked, her smile disappearing into the cloud of her face. Fabienne nodded. “Go along. Prunella. Bath first, trunk and then breakfast." “All mawnin’ the telephone’s bin ringin’ and people askin' for you, Miz Fabienne.” "I don’t want to talk to anyone, Prunella.” •‘Doctor Mallory, he say you is to tall him when you wakes up.” Fabienne’s heart turned over with a bitter-sweet pain. “He sez you kin git him at his office up to ha’pas' ten. He's oper atin’ at St. Joseph's hospital at •leben o’clock. You best hurry, honey. It's nigh onto ten o'clock now.” “Prunella! Will you please do as I ask?” “Yes, ma’am,” she sad sadly. Fabienne bathed hastily, gulped her breakfast and began packing the trunk the porter brought into the living room, trying not to think, not to remember Bill’s voice saying, “You see, it’s this way, Fab—I’m in love with you.” She should have known it long ago, prevented it’s ever happen ing.” It was not too late now, she thought, putting sweaters in a drawer in her trunk. She'd go away and Bill would soon forget her and turn back to Ellen. Her throat was beginning to ache with the pressure of the pain in her heart. It would be better for her to have the pain than for Ellen, who was the best friend she ever had, the finest person she had ever known. She heard a bell ringing again. “Prunella, if that’s the doctor, teli him I’m still asleep. I don’t want to talk to him.” "That ain’t no telephone. That’s the doorbell.” Fabienne looked about her wild ly, seeking escape. If that was Bill— She couldn’t see him again! It was Ellen. Ellen, dumb with surprise when she saw Fabienne kneeling before the trunk with her arms filled with elothes. “I’m all well this morning, dar ling,” Fabienne said brightly. “Will you ever forgive me for what I’ve done to you?” “I thought we’d gof that all set tled last night. What are you doing, Fab? Where are you going?” "Paris." “Paris?" Ellen repeated, sitting down suddenly. "Dm hum.” She put shoes in a drawer with her sweaters. “It ought to be easy to get passage for tomorrow. The boats aren’t crowd ed at this time of year.” “But, Fab—’* “Will you hand me that silk neg ligee, darling? I can roll some bot tles up in it.'* “Fab, what are you going to Paris for?” Fabienne sat back on her heels. *‘A change, Ellen. Don’t you think I need one? I’ve done enough harm around here.” “You haven't done any harm at all! Chris explained everything. You couldn’t have done anything else.” “Look what'Bill had to do.” “That’s all right with Bill, and what anybody else thinks of it makes no difference. He’s going away soon, anyway. And even if he were not, he’s big enough to get away with it.” “'You think a lot of Bill, don’t you, Ellen?” “Of course." Fabienne smiled at her. "He thinks lots of you, too, Ellen. Don’t ever forget that ” Ellen gave her a perplexed glance. She said, “Will you be gone long?” "Horne time.” “But you’ll be coming back to ... to me and to the settlement House.' Fabienne shook her head and smiled at her brightly, with a hard smile. “No, Ellen, no more charity work for me. I’m fed up with being a humanitarian. There’s nothing in it. Book where it landed me.” After a long minute, Ellen said, “I don’t believe you, Fab. I know you too well.” “This is the real me you're seeing row. The other was a glri playing a game. Well, the game’s finished, Ellen. You and I are of a different caliber. I’m a butterfly." “That’s not true!” “Oh, yes It is,” Fabienne said tossing her head. “You’ll soon find out.” “What do you mean? This isn’t like you, darling." “But It is! The old Fabienne! I’m going to Paris, see mother and lots of my old friends, have a whirl anc buy a trousseau and come back—” “A trousseau?" Ellen’s eyef lighted up with pleasure and she got up and went to sit beside Fa bienne on the floor. Fabienne nodded and finished “And come back and marry Nicky.’ The light went out ,of Ellen's eyes She was absolutely still as if she were cast In marble. "Nicky hasn't proposed to me for a long time, but he’s always wanted to marry ipe,” Fabienne said gaily, and laughed a little uncertainly. Ellen got up very slowly. In a toneless voice, she said, "I see.” "I haven’t told him yet. I’m go ing to ring him in a little while and tell him. He’ll still make a respect able woman of me. Don’t you think so?” Ellen did not turn from the win dow where she was looking out, seeing nothing. "Of course he will, Fab. Nickv’d never, never let you down.” Her voice caught in her throat. Fabienne was hanging a dress on her trunk rack, while Ellen was speaking. She arranged its folds and then, quite suddenly, her eyes turned to Ellen’s back as shocked realization spread over her face. She got up hurriedly and went to the window, turning Ellen to face her. “Ellen, you and Nicky are in love with each other?” Ellen dropped her eyes. “You are! Why was I so biindl It ^vas because of YOU that Nicky went to work! You old beau-snatcher! Where are my coat and hat?” Ellen ran alter ner, "mease, ra bienne. Let me explain.” “Explain!” Fabienne cried joy ously. “I haven’t got any time for explanations. I’ve got a date with a dream! Would you mind unpack ing that trunk? No! I’ll be taking it to Colorado;!” She kissed Ellen hurriedly, gave her a great hug and was gone. She was breathless when she got to St. Joseph’s hospital and saw that it was six minutes to eleven. A nurse at the desk asked her if she wished to see someone. Fabienne nodded. “Yes. But I can wait. I’ve been waiting a long time. I oan wait a little longer. Do you know when Dr. Mallory will be down?" “About an hour.” "Thanks.” An hour wasn’t long to stand at the gates of heaven. (The End) Pravda Asserts Allies Seeking To Involve Reds In European Conflict MOSCOW, March 3— ® —In a lengthy review of the first sis months of European warfare, the communist party newspaper Pravda charged that the Allies still were seeking to involve Russia. “There is no doubt the Anglo French imperialists are eager to repeat ‘the Finnish experiment’ in the Near East,” Pravda declared without elaborating. , —7~- * War Diminishes Export Call For Farm Products WASHINGTON, March 3.— — The Agriculture department said to day that the European war had diminished the export demand for farm products, but had increased domestic demand through stimulat ing- inustrial production. “United States exports of tobacco and fruits *have been greatly re duced,” it said. “Exports of pork and lard are not up to the volume that -would flow normally in a year of large production and low prices. Export sales of cotton have been good, but have declined recently. 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