Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1919)

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Photoplay Magazine f the old surgeon relaxed in a beatific smile. "It is I who n grateful to you, mon his," he said quietly. -Nen humblv ■atcful. lor your recover> has U-cii one of the lew' notes of )nifort in the horror of this holocaust. ' Two weeks later, Dick Burton landed at the Now York har JT. unheralded and unwelcomed. He hail kept his reco\er> id his arrival a secret through some ill-defined reluctance to 11 the stor> to Sylvia until she could hear il from his own ps. But now. with the meetactually iKlorc him, he egan to wonder if that ourse were altogether ise. What would be le result of the shock f his arrival if he tiddenly appeared ffore his wife as risen from the ead? Had any ling happened that light make his home oming less welcome? D his perplexity, he jddenly resolved to ill upon Betty Hov-t nd ask her advice. Betty was the dear st girl in the world rjtt to Sylvia : ihey ad been child ood sweethearts nee and he had al ays gone to her or advice. On a idden impulse, he tile\i a ta.xi and >Ued up Fifth .Ave ue to Betty's sunny ttle apartment on cntral Park West. f he had been dis urbed at the effect of is arri\-al on SyUna, the !iock that he gave Betty almost put this out of his mind. She ad opened the door herself in answer to his ring ard stood aring at him, her face quivering with emotion, then she uew herself, sobbing, into his arms. He had soothed her i if they were again children, but when he presented his roblem her usually ready counsel was not forthcoming. She »med to be struggling against some impulse which Dick ould not define, but she finally gained control of herself and poke with her old poise and resolution. "Go hack to Sylvia, my dear.'' she told him. "She is your ife. and she will be waiting for you. And remember that cither of you ever need me. I will be waiting for you too." With his decision made. Dick hardly stopf)ed to bid Betty ood-by; he hurled himself into the waiting taxi and drove 9 the Norcross home. So engrossed was he with the thoughts II K.; welcome that he hardly noticed the festive air of the or that all its windows were ablaze with lights. The ,-.. . who admitted him sprang back from the door with a taitJed scream which brought Syl\-ia out from the drawingoom. She did not scream when" she saw him. but her whole ody seenaed to relax for a moment against the wall and then ■?■'■■ -n with the determination of an actress in the final test art. » . .k approached her almost timidly but she went to him at Dce and raised her face for his kiss. .And Dick, in the first orrent of '•'-'---•ions and endearments did not notice that cr answer .as that of a child. **But you r.. — ..g a party,' Dick e.xclaimefl a; soon as he rcw collected en^jueh to notice the musicians who were talcing idr places in the flower-hung hall. "It's a dance, isn't 't? ire you celebrating an\-thing?" "We arc now." she tol<l him, smiling bravely back over her boulder. "It will be your party now to celebrate your return rom the dead." The rest of the evening seemed to Dick a dream of bright ghts and music and hilarious r - 'itions. It was not ntil long after midnight that h< Sylvia to the suite f rooms, hurriedly made ready im u.<-.t r)e!ated hone%-moon. I Br»y wa« waitinfj fur liim with trar-»(,iinrj. joyoii* facr, ,iiij oii(• trrloliril, t|iiivrrin>( Sylvia, suddenly bereft of the stimulus which the crowds and noise had given her, was at last utteriy unable to play the role that she had resolved upon. She had collapsed on the chaise-longue— a pitiful heap of mauve tulle and orchids. She knew that Dick was bending over her but his low. tender voice seemed ver> far away. Suddenly, though, he caught her to him, in an embrace which she fell would never let her go. and as if in a delirium she wrenched herself from him and called sobbingly for "Edward." She could hardly believe that she had uttered the name aloud, but Dick had heard. He stood before her as if the sound of it struck him to the heart. "So it was Edward," he said calmly. "He's taken you from me. My best friend." Sylvia, with her self control now utteriv gone, could only sob out the truth. "It was always Edward ever since the first," she moaned. "We quarreled and then you came. Am] then later we knew. .And now it's all over." At the sight of her miser>', Dick's eyes softened into an expression of solicitude in which there was no trace of bitterness. "It's not over for you two," he said gently. "Only for me. Don't cry, .Sylvia. I'm going now." And he closed the door softly on the rose and silver glory that was their bridal suite. But the tragedy which threatened to shadow the life of the three friends forever passed away. Dick had sought out Edward and Sylvia together and hacj given his bride her freedom. "We won't talk much about that," he had said. "Those things simply happen, that's all." .And he left them together. .A new note had broken the drear monotony of Dick's past suffering. It was Betty's voice saying. "Remember, if you ever need me, I «ihall Ik; waitinK." He drove again to the little apartment high above the street and found her there, wailing as she had prumiseil. with tear-stained, joyous face and outstretched, quivering hands. The law of compensation which he and Edward had always preached ha<l not deserted them.