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The day book. (Chicago, Ill.) 1911-1917, February 05, 1917, LAST EDITION, Image 18

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By Genevieve Lee
(Copyright, 1917, W. G. Chapman.)
"What's the answer, Leith?"
Arnold Leith turned with a guilty
start He flushed slightly. Then he
greeted his friend, Warner Bliss,
with what under the circumstances
was positive effrontery.
"To what?" he challenged, with
all due affected innocence.
"That letter. Why, you held on to
it as if you were afraid to let it gd,
or performing an incantation over
"Nonsense!" declared Arnold, but
it was true, nevertheless. The sub
ject changed, he strolled a square
with Bliss and then was glad to be
alone with his cherished thoughts.
"Ada will get the letter in the
morning," he soliloquized. "She will
answer it so the reply will reach me
by tomorrow evening. That is, if she
does not deem me presumptuous and
not answer at all," and he sighed
Arnold had no right to expecf that
disappointment, but when a man is
in love life is one constant alterna
tion of hope and despair. It was ex
pectancy that kept him on pins and
needles the next day. No letter. Anxi
ety, intense and growing, signalized
Wednesday. Thursday it was bleak,
blank despair.
"I've got my answer," breathed
Arnold dejectedly. "Ada cares noth
ing for me and her reply to my ap
peal is silence."
So his dream of love was over. He
made up his mind that happiness was
not for him. He tried unsuccessful
ly to analyze what was bewitching
and what was cruel in the souls of
the opposite sex.
"I can't stay in Dayton," was his
resolve. "It would be added misery
to see Ada and feel that I was de
barred from being even so much as a
friend "
"The quicker I go the better for ;
both of us," decided Arnold the day
following, for he had passed Ada on
the street.
She was with some girl friends.
Arnold lifted his hat, but his face was
smileless, for the sight of the girl he
loved crushed him. Ada directed a
strange glance at him. It might
have been reproach. Arnold fancied
it to be coldness. He wondered how
one formerly so kind and tender
The Boat Struck a Rock, Overturned.
could bestow on him less than
friendly greeting.
"It's the way with all womankind!"
he decided bitterly. "I've got my les
son. She was only trifling with me
all along."
As to Ada but developments, un
expected and almost tragic, in a few
days brought to the surface what
Ada thought Her friends noted that
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