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THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
heard them. The impact of them on her heart terrified her. She stammered the reply thru whitening lips.
' ' Robert— Redwin ' '
"Ah! "
He had dropped her hand. The sensation of a man who has been falling thru endless time and space and suddenly feels himself caught on a tiny snag, swept over him in a wave of
He turned to her then, so strangely altered that she gave a great cry, hardly knowing him. But the love of her in his eyes and on his lips was the same. He gathered her in his arms.
"I'm as right as right, little Jo," he said. ' ' And you love me?"
' ' Yes ! ' ' she whispered. ' ' Oh, yes ! ' '
"Always — I wonder?" For a doubt had seized him, and he knew,
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HE WOULD TAKE HER TO NEW YORK, TO HIS MOTHER1
dizziness — at any moment the frail hold might give way, and he would plunge on again into the gulf of insensibility. He struggled wildly for a mind-hold. Pictures snapped and sputtered in a frenzy across the foglike cinematograph visions — a ballroom streaked with rainbow color — a picture askew on a wall
Suddenly he knew.
Jo clutched his arm. "What is hit?" she whispered. "Air y'u ailin', tell me^ "
altho he hated himself for it, that he must test her.
The horse scupped up great clouds of sallow dust as Jo reined him in suddenly in a flurry of excitement.
' ' News ! ' ' she cried. ' ' I reckon y 'u never could guess. ' '
"I reckon not," he smiled, fear gripping him as he glimpsed the white envelope in her hand. So it had come. Ever since he had wired directions to his office, a week ago, he had dreaded