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TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
No one was surprised, when not many weeks later, invitations were circulated for a wedding at the Fletcher ranch. It all came about very naturally and the heiress of the East had no hesitancy in accepting the simple, rough, uncultured Westerner. But under Ann's happiness lurked one shadow — her money. She had never told John about it. He thought her a poor, friendless orphan. What would he say when she told him? Would
UNDER ANN S HAPPINESS THERE LURKED ONE SHADOW
he understand, or would he, so frank and open himself, mistake her motive and despise her deceit ? But thru all these questionings ran the deep, trustful current of Ann's love and faith. "When I am his own, and tell him all," she whispered softly, "he will understand. ' '
But when she was alone with him that night of the wedding, sitting on the steps in the starlight, beneath the garlands of prairie flowers with which the boys had trimmed the cabin, she found it very hard to be
gin. Yet she must tell him before they were wedded ; she must not keep any secrets from him. She must deceive him no longer.
"What would you say, John," she began at last, "if I should tell you that you were a rich man ? ' '
"Dont I know that I am a rich man, with a wife like you, dear heart?" he answered, drawing her closer.
"Well, then," she persisted, "suppose I were to tell you that I am a rich woman ? ' '
"I hope you feel rich tonight," he replied, tenderly. "No riches could buy happiness like ours. ' '
This was very discouraging. She was making no progress, and she was getting more frightened every minute. Suppose he should be angry and unforgiving! She turned such a distressed face to him that he bent over her with quick concern.
"What is it, dear?" he whispered.
Then the whole story came out, and as the man listened he was first amazed, then stern, and at last very miserable.
' ' Oh, ' ' he breathed brokenly, ' ' why didn 't you tell me before ? Why have you hid this from me ? You are rich, you have social position, everything — and I — what have I to offer you? It was not fair ! I cannot let you make this sacrifice. You love me because I rescued you — not for myself "
But Ann, lifting her lovely face to his, stopped his forming words with kisses. Then her white arms stole around him as she spoke.
"Oh, John Scott," she breathed, "cant you understand? I wanted to marry a man — a real man, who loved me for myself. I love you so much that money makes no difference to me. Dont you love me as much as that?"
For a moment John Scott looked down into the troubled, pleading eyes. Then his arms closed about her quickly, and she dropped her head upon his breast with a little sigh.
"I have found him at last," she murmured, happily, "my man worth while!"