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PICTURE-PLAY WEEKLY
Sis, this is Doctor Warren, who has treated me royally since I landed here."
Doctor Warren bowed like a lord, and kissed the proffered hand.
"The pleasure is all mine," he said softly.
Prudence Allen looked away to hide her confusion.
"Joe is pretty well now," he said, by way of keeping up the conversation.
one day, as they strolled through the shady street, "I often wonder why this great feeling of hate sprang up between the North and the South. I cannot see any reason for it. Especially after viewing the girls from the North."
She glanced up naively at this remark, and smiled into his eyes.
"And, you know," she said, "the men of the South are so gentlemanly, I can
"But," the young physician said, as they stood beside an old rosebush in the melting moonlight, "I don't care Prudence. You mean everything to m«ls now. I love you !"
She turned toward him, the moonlight sprinkling her figure with its soft glow. "And I, too, love you, dear," sh< said softly, dropping her eyes.
"You darling !" he cried.
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With a cry of rage, the cave-man father attacked the kidnaper of his daughter.
"Yes," Prudence smiled. "And all because of your attention, too. I thank you so much, Doctor Warren."
"Not at all," he replied graciously.
"I have to return to the hotel now," she said.
Doctor Warren was on his feet instantly. 'Allow me to escort you," he said gallantly.
Prudence smiled, and assented.
Together they walked out.
Long days of happiness followed. Joe's wound did not heal as quickly as was anticipated, but in his heart Doctor Warren was glad of that.
"Do you know," he said irrelevantly
not see why they allow themselves to become swayed by this 'hate,' as you call it, either."
That was the real opening skirmish of the battle of love.
Into Prudence's heart had sprung an affection for Doctor Warren that was worrying her. He had told her of his father's hatred for any one from the North.
"Do you realize," he said, "that my father would never accept you inside his door, if he knew you were from the North?"
Her face took on a thoughtful expression.
"But," she went on, "is it proper fo us to love under those conditions?"
"Why not?" he demanded fierceh pressing her closer.
"You know how your father an mother feel, how they must feel towar me whom they consider an enemy."
"Let them feel that way." Doctc Warren cried. "What care I ?"
"Ah, but you must !" she said genth as they strolled away. "You must nc break their hearts."
He became grave, and pondered.
"But I don't care," he jerked 01 finally. "You mean everything to in Prudence."