Photoplay (Jul - Dec 1916)

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34 Photoplay Magazine At last the clown crept away from the side of the sleeping boy to take a train somewhere — anywhere back to the Big Top. "I am coming to bring you all home with me," he telegraphed. L'<'R six years the lives of all of them *■ glowed with a golden radiance. Not theirs the ecstatic joy of a perfect marriage, for Piffle never abated his respect for the memory of the man his wife had never ceased to love. Yet they were happw and their happiness centered about the boy. "But I can't do anything outside of a circus," the clown protested. "Nonsense," the judge replied, and set about to prove it. In a short time, much to his astonishment, he found himself installed in a position of trust in a big financial institution controlled by Judge LeRov, and to his still greater astonishment realized that he was making good. But his heart was never in the work. From time to time he would meet a soft, wistful glance from Millicent. and he never abandoned hope that this woman. whose lips he had not even touched, might one day voluntarily come to his arms. Then, walking alone one day in the park, Millicent came face to face with Dick Ordway — not the gay. careless Dick of seven years ago. but a bronzed, rugged man. the same in feature, but with magnificent strength showing itself in his face and his swinging stride. Dizzily. Millicent sank upon a bench. Ordwav bowed gravely and was about to pass on. But the wife of the clown had not been true to her first love all these years to let him pa- easilv out of her life again. Her heart ■ruled and would not be denied. "Dick !" she cried. He turned, hesitated, and took a seat beside her. "They said you were dead." she gasped. 1 know," he replied. still grave and aloof. "You married a few weeks later." "But Dick, don't vou understand? I had to." "You had to?"