get his lunch.

He attended to his work that evening as usual, but he felt very
tired, and Lucy, going in at nine o'clock, found him dozing in his
chair, his collar half choking him and his face deeply suffused.
She wakened him and then, sitting down across from him, joined him
in the vigil that was to last until they heard the car outside.

She had brought in her sewing, and David pretended to read. Now
and then he looked at his watch.

At midnight they heard the car go in, and the slamming of the
stable door, followed by Dick's footsteps on the walk outside.
Lucy was very pale, and the hands that held her sewing twitched
nervously. Suddenly she stood up and put a hand on David's shoulder.

Dick was whistling on the kitchen porch.




VII

Louis Bassett was standing at the back of the theater, talking to
the publicity man of The Valley company, Fred Gregory. Bassett was
calm and only slightly interested. By the end of the first act he
had realized that the star was giving a fine performance, that she
had even grown in power, and that his sentimental memory of her was
considerably dearer than the reality.