The Amazing Interlude - Page 146/173

It was clear to Sara Lee from the beginning of the evening that Harvey

did not intend to hear her story. He did not say so; indeed, for a time

he did not talk at all. He sat with his arms round her, content just to

have her there.

"I have a lot of arrears to make up," he said. "I've got to get used to

having you where I can touch you. To-night when I go upstairs I'm going

to take that damned colorless photograph of you and throw it out the

window."

"I must tell you about your photograph," she ventured. "It always stood

on the mantel over the stove, and when there was a threatened bombardment

I used to put it under--"

"Let's not talk, honey."

When he came out of that particular silence he said abruptly: "Will Leete is dead."

"Oh, no! Poor Will Leete."

"Died of pneumonia in some God-forsaken hole over there. He's left a

wife and nothing much to keep her. That's what comes of mixing in the

other fellow's fight. I guess we can get the house as soon as we want

it. She has to sell; and it ought to be a bargain."

"Harvey," she said rather timidly, "you speak of the other fellow's

fight. They say over there that we are sure to be drawn into it sooner

or later."

"Not on our life!" he replied brusquely. "And if you don't mind, honey,

I don't care to hear about what they think over there." He got up from

his old place on the arm of her chair and stood on the rug. "I'd better

tell you now how I feel about this thing. I can't talk about it, that's

all. We'll finish up now and let it go at that. I'm sorry there's a

war. I'll send money when I can afford it, to help the Belgians, though

my personal opinion is that they're getting theirs for what they did in

the Congo. But I don't want to hear about what you did over there."

He saw her face, and he went to her and kissed her cheek.

"I don't want to hurt you, honey," he said. "I love you with all my

heart. But somehow I can't forget that you left me and went over there

when there was no reason for it. You put off our marriage, and I

suppose we'd better get it over. Go ahead and tell me about it."