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The Hope Chest {Continued from pacjc 35) privilege of gazing into the young eyes sweeter than the bon-bons, or the greater one of holding, furtively, the deft young hands — or by the hoi polloi met in driftwood theaters in backwater towns of the States when traveling with Lew Pam. There had been heroes of romance, of course, but when all is said and done, romance breathing up from paper pages is hardly satisfactory to a hungry heart. Tom Ballantine had seemed the marvelous crystallization of a dream. He had .seemed — oh, everything youth wants when youth is very young. But now' . . . among other things achieved by money is a larger vision. Not always a truer one, perhaps; that depends upon the person, but a broader scope at least. After a year at Miss Perrin’s ultramodern school, after vacations with the Lounsberrys, than whom Gotham boasts no higher strata, after the knowledge that young Stoughton Lounsberry w'as ready to barter his hope of heaven for the privilege of a smile from her, Sheila began to see Tom as Tom really was, and always had been, e’en on the immortal night — very young, very uncontrolled, very reckless and feckless, very lovable. A boy who might become a man — ^in time. Sheila was very young herself, very young and with no one to turn to for the help her troubled heart needed. But down from the slender little lady who had committed only one sin, that of loving Lew^ Pam, came a nicety of judgment that stayed wdth her now'. On the night before she left school for good she knelt by the hope chest and tried to visualize the mother she had never seen save thru the loving agency of Lew Pam’s reminiscences. She saw her best, she thought, in the intricacies of lace and cobweb fineness contained in the hope chest. Only a lovely lady, Sheila pondered, could have called to life these fairy things. Only some one who must have loved her very dearly could have left her such a legacy. Sheila had always suspected that her mother had left her this chest with a purpose — to point the w'ay to the girl to another life than that lived by Lew Pam. “She wanted me to know,’’ Sheila whispered ; “she w'anted me to know ...” She thought, too, of the time Miss Perrin, who had become a very good friend of hers, had told her that there THE HOPE CHEST Adapted by M. M. Stearns, from the story of Mark Lee Luther. Directed hy Elmer Clifton. Produced by Paramount. The cast : Sheila Moore Dorothy Gish Lew Moore George Fawcett Tom Ballantine. . .Richard Barthelmess Dallantine. Sr Sam de Grasse Mrs. Ballantine Kate V. Toucray Ethel Hoyt Carol Dempster Stoughton Loimsherry. Bertram Grasshy W'as a fortune in the hope chest. “TheifP is, ” Sheila had replied, “but not c,B* money. .All that I have of my mother tP have here ...” W “It is more than a legacy,” Miss Pei; P rin had said, as her cold, aristocrati, P fingers touched the filmy things; “it is I legacy of dreams ... of dreams ... “I know,” said Sheila, and her brigL tears had fallen on the laces and gleame] there, fairer than pearls. ' Sheila was sorry to leave the schoo sorry to leave Miss Perrin, and Moll'| Lounsberry and all the others w'ho hat j* made her forget for this brief interva aught save the fact that she was a gii and life was very good. She knew' tha now she was going back to stand at th bar of tlie Ballantine approbation or dis aiiprobation. She knew' that she was ti be examined, apiiraised, accepted or re jected. She was to be taken *in or casj forth again. She was to be his wife — ofi not to be. Her mouth set in an ode little way. “I have a debt to pay what ever way I look at it,” she said; “a bij' debt . . . r 'm going to pay it.” | Father and Mother Ballantine wen unanimous in their approval of the fin-' ished product Miss Perrin had sent theim' The girl had been lovely before . . . now she was epicurean. She had trade-i' marks . . . w'ealth can give them . . .' she W'as flawless. Plow much the seal of the Lounsberry afifection had to do w'itli the verdict pronounced must ever remain an enigma locked in the Ballantine breast. Anyway, Father Ballantine im-; printed a salute upon her brow, waved a grandiose hand at the tw'O young people, ! and pronounced, “Now go — to your re-' ward !” Tom’s young face flushed, but Sheila turned very white. “Mr. Ballantine,” she said, so softly the old gentleman had to bend his head to hear, “I owe you — a^ great— debt. I — I am prepared to pay it. I — I give you back — -your son.” Mr. Ballantine sat down. He w'as not quite in the habit of having his golden, only son handed to him, as it were, upon a platter. He w’as prepared for obsequiousness, not refusal. He was plainly and badly flabbergasted. He turned tohis w'ife mutely. The upshot of thm conclave was that Sheila, w'ith Tom’r stern face smiting her to the heart, admitted that she did love him, did, and, in Tom’s demanding ear, after the limp parents had exited, that .she always had — never had loved “that Lounsberry”— j w'ould go on a honeymoon — and of^ course had never forgotten “that night.” Thus, on the Ballantine yacht, the Pastime, they recaptured for a golden, idyllic month the lost delights of the lost Arcady — lived and dreamed w'ith the gods under a waxing moon — kist with the mouth of the sea opened to kiss them both — bound themselves round with roses red with the warmth of Junequaffed the ambrosial cup and could not find the dregs. Love bound the limbs of jealousy and blinded both his eyes. The ( Sixtyfour)