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Show SOUTH CACHE COURIER, HYRUM. UTAH y yet. how she longed to comfort him, her plainly massed hair to emphasize the extraordinary to make him happy again! diShe looked obliquely at his set face, stinction of her appearance, and her at and what she saw there made her most effort to obliterate herself could not quite keep her from notice. feel ashamed. ' Old On the bright level of the upper ter- Mrs. Carter, who for reasons perfectly race tea was merrily in progress. Miss comprehensible In an old lady who) Field had duly come down to preside, bad once been handsome herself deand all was well. - Isabelle, as she tested Harriet, and said to her i that In her opinion dropped into a chair, gave a sigh of re- daughter-in-lalief ; everyone was amused and ab- there was something queer about the sorbed and happy. Everyone, that Is, girl. She was of that except the magnificent and sharp-eye- d that combines a warm dusky 6kin type old lady who Bat, regally throned, Copyright by Kathleen Norris near her, and favored her Immediately with blue eyes and fair hair. The with a dissatisfied look. Old Madime eyes. In her case, were a soft smoky caiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiijjiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiiuumiiiiiiiiiir? Carter had her own' good reasons for blue, set In thick and Inky black of reason. Love Isnt reason, Cherie. angry, and she never spared any lashes, and the hair was brassy gold, Its the divinest unreason in the being one from participation In her banded carelessly but trimly about her available DANCE AND PAY THE PIPER world I Cherie, theres never been mood. rather broad forehead. Her mouth another woman for me; there never was even wide, deep crimson, was She handsome, remarkably will be I I cant live without you; I My proposition is that you and I are quietly married tomorrow; was a mouth of secrets and of my at seventy-fiv- e ; with a crown of puffed dont want to! Youre frightened now, white you come back tomorrow night and announce it whenever you see fit. tery, of character, a mouth that had dont know how we can manage and an hair, matter-of-fayou seem am about this. Miss field, but I a little I may erect and finely preserved fig- known the trembling of pain and grief, it. But Ill find the way. The only ure. Her voice was theatrically deep perhaps, but a firm mouth now, and hoping you understand .. I am making you an unsentimental busithing that matters is that you must and clear, and her manner vigorous a beautiful one. ness offer. I need you in my life' and I offer you certain advantages belong to me you shall belong to me and Impressive. Looking at her, an artist would which it would he silly and schoolboyish for me to deny I possess. as I to you In every fiber of my bhave fancied her a bold and charming were friends Well, your my dear, have Cartels in which certain Mrs. even I a the community standing eing" little girl, fifteen naturally wondering what important and madness has not seemed to impair seriously. The boy and the girl Tony for HeavenB sake !" Isa- matter kept their hostess away from years ago, with that Greek chin and both love you, and you have my warmest friendship. Your position belle was in an agony. Somebody was her Isabelle that tawny mane ; would have seen her she began. guests, in my household will be as free and independent as was Mrs. Carters. approaching. He had gotten to his shrugged and smiled carelessly, with sexless and splendid In her early teens, feet, and was gloomily staring at the an indifferent glance at the gronp. I do not know whether you will consider this a fair return for what with a flat breast and an untamed eye. river, when Nina Carter, followed by to Carter services the all are I ask, for after you for life Is managing very nicely," And a romancer might have wondered giving your Harriet a great white Russian hound, came household she said, contentedly, as Tony, with a what paths had led her, In the superb flying down the steps. Here you bare a situation full of dramatic possibilities. Richard somber face and averted eye brought realization of her beautiful womanMother Nina, a tall, overgrown her her tea. to this subohood, at twenty-seveCarter, wealthy, distinguished, the father of Nina, 17, and Ward, 24, on her straight with rdinate In spectacles girl, the home and of a position So seems to observed Ward is proposing a marriage of convenience to Harriet Field, 28, think, hair In Wards grandmother with acidity. Isanose, and straight, rich man, and this conventional beautiful. She has been the social secretary of Mrs. Carter, who thick braids, stopped short and gave belle laughed Indifferently. Her son, tea table on a terrace over the Hudeloped, was divorced and died. Mr. Carter wants Harriet's capable her mothers companion a look of slender and and with something son. hand at the head of his household affairs. distaste. "Mother, she be- of her own tall, withering five, Nina, she "Nearly half-paand fire In his eagerness These affairs are complicated enough to be decidedly interesting. "arent you coming up for sunburned young face, was beside Miss said, presently. Go and change and gan again, Ward Nina. fascinated has Royal Blondin, an attractive adventurer, tea? Field, who talked to him In a quiet brush, thats a darling! You look wants to marry Harriet. Blondin has a hold on Harriet because of Ask Betty Allen to pour," said aside while she busied herself with rather tumbled. past relations between them. And Harriet, a nice girl with a con Mrs. Carter, regaining her composure Nina, reaching for a marron, obedcups and spoons. science, is secretly in love with Richard Carter. So Harriet, who and assuming the air of hostrapidly, wandered away, and immediately iently !" Isabelle Perfectly safe there has danced, has many ways in which to pay the Piper. The question ess at once. the chair beside Harriet was empty said. isi How does she pay? And a very interesting question k is. taken by a newcomer, Richard Carter Betty went home for a tub, Nina ! old Madame Carso should I hope It's especially interesting because Kathleen Norris answers it. Shes coming back. But, ter remarked, explained. At least If himself, the owner of all this smiling pointedly. Shes been writing since 1910 and has won a wide public with a Mother, she added, with a faintly re- theres any of our blood in his veins estate, who had come up from the dozen or so popular novels. She is quite modern and proachful and whining intonation, but, of course, hes all Slocum. They little launch at the landing, had besides being and this story is illuminating as to social conditions really, you ought to be there used to say of my Aunt Georgina that changed hastily Into white flannels, a fascinating love story. Mrs. Carter knew this as well as she never married because the only Harriet saw at a glance, and had unNina. But she found the child ex- man she ever loved was beneath her expectedly joined them for tea. ' Tea. - Mr. Carter? Harriet vetremely trying In this puritanical belle began to feel the difficulty of mood. Granting that this affair with socially CHAPTER I. ntured' Isabelle knew all about Aunt Georgkeeping the whole world from discov- Tony did her,, Isabelle, small credit, Hgjf.vas watching his' wife with a and she looked wearily away. The ina, Richard Carter had called the place ering it before he did. He made no se- at least It was not for Nina to sit in sort idle interest. She had to reIn are for awhile," Bellamys coming ."Crownlands," not to please himself, cret of his passion. He came straight judgment. Rebellious, Isabelle fondled she observed, with deliberate irrelev- peat her invitation. or even his wife. But it was to his to her in any company ; he never the loving nose of the hound with a If you please, Miss Field! Tea ance, and I hope theyll bring their mothers newly born family pride that looked at anybody else. To her own small, brown, jeweled hand, and Swami or whatever sounded right, somehow, to me today he them. with is, Hie idea of being the Carters of daughter Nina, seventeen years old, glanced dubiously at Tonys uncombeen a terrible day! Its a must He be creature. queer Crownlands made Its appeal. The es- his attitude was almost paternal ; he promising back. I can Imagine It! Harriets voice Hes not a Swami, hes an artist, Trot bacK, Nina, love," said she to Tony said, drawn Into a casual conver- was pleasantly commonplace. But the tate, when he bought it, had belonged ignored Ward as if their friendship to a Carter, and the tradition was that had never been. her daughter, cheerfully, and ask moment had its thrill for her. This BlonIsabelle saw that she had made a Miss Harriet to come out and pour. sation much against his will. two hundred years before It had been tall, tired man, with his abstrac) lean, din Ive met him. I cant bear him, a grant of the first George to' the first mistake. She should have killed this Ill be there directly. Well come right he makes me sick!1 nervous, clever hands, loomed In oddly Madame affair at the very beginning. Tony up. Run along!" of the name , In America. He relapsed Into gloomy silence, and manner, his perfunctory courtesies, his to be was not like the older men, willing to liked old as To Nina, in this Ignomlnous dismis- Isabelle the lady heroic proportions In Harriets life Carter, put Into her laugh something His face unplay the game with just a little scorch- sal, there was sweet. She adored Miss was keefl arid somewhai called, immediately adopted the and affectionate soothing. a smooth crest of slightly lined under known owner Into a vague couslnshlp, ing of fingers. Appearances meant Harriet, the Miss Field who had He evidently lives by his wits, she nothing to Tony, and she had let the been her governess and ber mothers he smiled very rarely, graying hair; spoke of him as a kinsman of ours, is something you suggested, which there was a certain kindliness in and proceeded to tell old friends that play go too far now to convince him ,but to had never do! have his gray eyes, when Nina or Ward Crownlands had always been in the that she did not return something of his feeling. Tony scowled again. It was part or his wife turned to him, that Harfamily. of his charm for her that he was the riet liked. She looked down him now, conIt was a home of creamy brick, co- tent to be alone withat her and spoiled darling of fortune. Handsome her at in splendid For Harriet he had hardly a dozen lonial In design, and set and young, and with no family ties to a and hundred mixed emotions a year. words He merely smiled lawns and great trees on the bank of feet, restrain him, he had recently come stirred her. nis feeling for her was when she thanked him for the the blue Hudson. White driveways not kindly own enormous into His fortune. his pitiable and absurd in him, Christmas his unbore that circled it, great stables and garages but only gift manner with servants, his ready check it was rapidly reaching the point meadows had touched went to If she her sis.8 cross a curve of green card; book, his easy French, and his unrufwhen it would make her absurd and a ter or for her he only their own Invisible domain, and on the two, day gave in any Imaginable fled too. Nina, Instinctively full mile pitiable, a nod of greeting when she came back shining highway there was a the affair, had already excontingency, coupled with his youth, Now and then he asked with sharp of high brick fence, a marching line of scenting had strong attraction for a woman as herself that a idiot pressed and hating about interest teeth or his Ninas great maples and sycamores, financial restrictions of the conscious Ward had scowled, of late, at the mere mothers headache. demure lodge beside the mighty iron mention of of her own early years and the limitaTonys name. Even her But Harriet had known other types gales. education. of her public-schotions the husband, Richard, patient seeing of men, and for his very silences, foi On one of the wide benches that club to and the ensconce the bedont himself firmly you go Why adwere placed here and there on the de- side youth hei In the limousine, had hnd dress now, and come back and dine his indifference, she had begun to of hours late the in been mire him not had She scending terraces, ago. long an undertone. in aside his mild comment: Is this young with us? she said, an exquisite summer afternoon, Isa- man a he asked, born In this atmosphere of pleasure in our family, dear? Do you want me? fixture and seated herself, and ease and riches; she was not enbelle Carter had You should' be playing tennis, sulkily. had cavalier, her Anthony Pope, tirely unfitted to Judge a man. Im asking you! Tony, said Isabelle. Isabelle was always breezily civil to thrown himself on the steps at her Tennis A look of distaste crossed For answer he stood up, and smiled her ' feet. husband; he had long ago vanhesiwistfully down upon her, with a Anthonys face. as completely from among the ished She was a woman worthy of the exto how well she knew Please Cherie he begged. Interpret tancy well have and might vital elements of her life as if he were setting, quisite in his eyes. He had been longing so There was a silence turned an older head than that of the sweetness and color. brimming with more than if he were dead, perhaps thirstily for just that permission, and dead. She Tony laid Ids if she thought boy beside her. Brunette, with smooth hand against her knee, so thought to It! been had she give yearning until about him at all that he never saw cheeks deeply touched with rose, black her own warm, smooth gropedwere into came both back their Happiness in fingers eyes, and a warmly crimson mouth his own. hearts as he turned to go, and she her little affairs; she supposed him and once and at be provocative could that Does Mr. Carter play golf tomorgave him just a quick touch of a warm perfectly satisfied with his home and children and club and relentless, she glowed like a flower row?" he asked, business, little hand In farewell. presently. herself in the sweet and enervating I suppose so! Other guests had come In, and Miss Incidentally with his beautiful figureheat of the summers first warm day. And you what do you do?" was extremely busy, and Ward,, head of a wife. They had quarreled Field Isabelle Was a Famous Flirt, Her several years ago, when She was the tiniest of women, and the Oh, I have a full day Husband Knew It, Everyone Knew helping her officially, was busy, too. distressingly, People to he had bored her with references to little foot, thatin its transparent silk lunch, friends of Madame ! down here he said, Fun to have you Carter It was buckled and her slipper, and her influence ovei duty, stocking The boy laughed triumphantly. in her ear. to her true and her close in Anthonys hand, was like a Nina, for the three obligations secretary happiest years I knew youd say that! he said. Harriet Field had an aside with a self. But that had all childs stopped long Now, Ill tell you about tomorrow. of Ninas somewhat sealed young life. maid regarding hot water. Then she now and was free to Isabelle as Miss It be fun" would and have to since, her Field twice was size, The man You and I are going to slip away, at Ward an Indulgent, an gave to dress at leisure, to make dark as she, earnest, enger, and today about one oclock, and go off In the pour. Nina leaped obediently up the He was in years almost sleep late, glance. what a with engagements she pleased, to set flopping of thick braids twenty-two- , with a troubled expression clouding gray car. Well go up to well, some- steps, but at twenty-sevethe the of and who Interested her. Rich the and to banish look, was that scrape shoes, persons sturdy his face. It where, and well have our lunch under young woman felt him ages her junior. if she might, that Isabelle had delib- the trees. Well be back at about four, the sweet summer worlv. was in silence He was a joyous, irresponsible boy, ard never interfered ; never was there a more perfectly discreet and generfor the tea callers, and they may have again. erately stopped him here. and he and his mothers secretary had ous husband. Half the women Isabelle sat Isabelle the on, been hound, had toward stroking She behaving badly been good friends since the you until I come back for dinner. always were attempting to live exactly knew Anhim, and In her rather irresponsible After dinner well walk on the terrace her soul filled with perplexity.day, four years ago now, when the as she did, to cultivate suitors, and back her sudden gave and shallow way she was sorry' for it. as we did two wonderful, wonderful thonys eloquent silent, somewhat grave Harriet Field an atmosphere of nefl Isabelle was a famous flirt, her hus- nights ago,, and perhaps Ills' voice understanding of his fury. Ah, please. had first made her appearance in the drift about in and adulation and orchids and band knew It, everyone knew it. had fallen to a rich and tender note, Tony,", she pleaded, what can I do? family. The young people loved her; gowns rooms, and I" he lighted drawing some softly was man paying his eyes were rapt. Nothing answered, suddenly Richard Carter occasionally said to There always he Perhaps, with it was the fire; playing of to course. And court and pliant. her, Nothing, we his wife, Very clever very pretty desperate always said, Just before go in, at the circle in Isabelles he turned to her a boyish face stern girl other men who were end of the terrace, youll look up at which was perhaps as close as accepted thing, in successful was more and she that with Of course do in can to his be you pain, he ever got to any domestic matter, place. Isabelle the stars again eager all at not was It women other than Jived for this, went from one advenIsabelle Interrupted, her nothing, Cherie. Im not such a such and Isabelle confided to her almost all Tony! a fool his voice broke angrily ture to another with the naive confi- face brilliant with color. her duties and cares. Nina, insatiably to her discredit My dear ! see Come that I on. cant that woman well a of whose husbnnd dence boy my dear boy, think where this curious, had gathered no more than smiles upon her playing, and whose is going to end. In all reason in all go up and have tea with the Bel- that Miss Harriets father had been a And this is Miss Field, Mr. lamys. And I Ill be going tonight. college professor of languages, and reason " position is impregnable. I good-bBlondin now to Ill and say peryou In difwhat was Gods sT name has Isabelle, But this boy, this Anthony, that her only relative was married be good enough to make sister, Linda, much older, who had He knelt be- haps you'll ferent. In the first place he was reason to do with It! to the others " In the second fore her, and caught her hands, and my good-by- s four children, and lived In New Jeryoung but twenty-six- . (TO BE CONTINUED.) The. youthfulness of It did not rob sey. place he was, or hod been, her own Isabelle had a terrified fear that She was a master of the art of keepMore Than Willing. sons closest friend. Ward Carter was Ward, or Nina, or any one else, might it of real dignity. Isabelle, wretchedtwenty-two- , and his mother nineteen start up or down the terrace steps and ly mounting the steps beside him, felt ing silent, this young woman, and but - Theres one thing to be said for see him. The Instant you realize her heart contract with real pain. He for her beauty she might have been person with a grievance hes always years older. Anthony was young, and he was ab- what you and I are to each other, my would go away it would all be over as Inconspicuous as she sincerely unselfish enough to want the whole et rd. but he did not know it, and Isa darling," he said, you begin to talk and forgotten In a few weeks and tried to be. Bnt her simple gowns and world to share It with him. ! minmnMiimimmiinmmimHHHnminnnni;nrmniHHnnm;nmiiimmnmmnniMTiPMmHnninHm;nn)HnMiM)HiH: I TUT and the w - By KATHLEEN NORRIS always-arrestin- g thin-lipped-- gold-rimme- It eye-glasse- s, d ct ' g boyish-lookin- . n, self-mad- light-brow- n st te - . t ol ! ! ! older-sis-lerl- y n - half-a-doze- n ! y . e |