Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1912-Jan 1913)

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TEE WILL OF DESTINY 57 She crossed the room and knelt by his side, and he looked down in astonished wonder at the bright flush on her shining face. "John is blind now," she began eagerly, "he cannot see me. You have always said that Frances and I had voices so much alike that you thru long processes of logic and analysis to arrive at the goal, where the woman sits calmly awaiting him, her mind untired by any attempt at systematic thought. The Creator was kind when He gave logic and reason to men — the poor things never could reach a decision without them ! could hardly distinguish them. Let me go to John — he will think it is Frances. Maybe I can quiet him, and his eyes may be saved." "It might be done," said the doctor slowly, ' ' but ought we to deceive him so ? If we succeed, he must know the truth, in the end, and what will the result be?" Mary's face grew paler, but her purpose did not waver. Intuition never comes to aid the masculine mind. The man flounders So the doctor sat staring blankly at poor Mary, until she dropped her face against his knee, with a quick sob. "Cant you see, father?" she murmured. "I love John. I know he will never love me, but if I can help him, it will make me happy ; if he can get well before he knows the truth, he can go away then, and forget us all, and maybe some time he will be happy." A sudden light broke over the doc