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Show don't mind dreadfully, you could Deborah did not answer. Instead, have It for your bedroom. she dropped her hands and stared Why, no, Bryn said calmly. "I up through the shadows at his face. wouldn t mind. I'd have to go out He drew a breath, then put and In through your sitting room, his arms outquick and held her close to though. Wouldnt you dislike that? him. Ills coat was rough under What I was trying to tell you her cheek. when I first started to talk, she Deborah, sweetheart," he said reminded him, is that Its too late whats happened to you? brokenly, for me to keep thinking what I like Why are you trembling? and what I dont For only a second she lay there, So It was settled. and then she lifted her head and Dont touch pulled herself away. CHAPTER VII me, she said In a furious whisper. Oh, dont you dare to touch me! tiTF TniS isnt heaven," Sally and she flew down the stairs. sighed, looking about her In supreme content, then dont bothDeborah sat on the couch before er to tell me Im not dead. I don't the long baleouy window in her want to be disturbed." own sitting room. The afternoon She sat on the cool grass In the was very hot. Bryn and Tubby wavering shadow of the tree against whose smooth trunk Deborah was and Simon had gone following the brook, looking for a pool to swim In. leaning. The leaves overhead rusThere was a knock at her door tled softly in the faint noonday breeze. They had congregated," all Sallys voice floated plaintively Deborah six of them, on the highest corner through the kej hole. of the sloping lawn. The orchard May we come In? Deborah said: Yes, of course, behind them, a smooth stretch of do. And she tightsward unrolling down to the stone Sally. Please ened her dressing gown around her. walls below. Sally, in floating black chiffon pyMe, too, Simon muttered. He lay black mules, came stretched out In the grass, his pipe jamas and tiny followed by Madethe door, through In his mouth, his head on Sallys Were you line In dull green. , onQ'ym&cnv cM&wnfcwru S1 Frances Shelley Wees VI 7 UPTER tec. g U 2Co, Continued Sally and Madeline Hu. course. ret Oh, Simon too, of wouldnt come without him, f ft be useful You said Grand-antef young company for Low!' now, and such jb. Company not get . nS same way. I think she began to suspect everybody, even me. Did you tell her you were happy? Yes. But . , i shes going to be watching very closely for proof. She stopped. The color began to rise under her white skin. What . . . what are we going to do about it? he asked, lost Happy with you," Deborah explained, as if he did not understand. knee. Bryn sighed. Does she think Im In love with delightful sister, husband, and his .! sister . . than delightful ' those pres been by paved jj's my mention of yon see, and her mind you? ?'MtiinIly relations sj as D.v delightful 1 T. ... Deborah Yes," and replied, fully occupied to brood We can tip the kids off. flushed violently. Youre a much actor than I am. Im sure i all good sports. And, for better you shes beginning to suspect me. aeepest part of the plot When you go out the door," i ,tew Sally trots around at Si-- i and night, and Dryn explained, I stand and look heels day him at all the most awkward after you. And when I hear you 5 -- ats, how they always coming I go to meet you. And when and I on each others arms? youre talking I keep looking at a you, when youre away I talk to her iby,M Bryn said after are a fool. Nevertheless about you. I tell her how beautiful you are, how much more beautiful than any girl I ever knew, with jelly." n considered, whistling softly. those lovely eyes, and your lashes, Tubby, as long as a dream, and your mouth, j,yes began to sparkle. I them, reached across the and your little white chin, and the table for pnper and a pen. way you blush . . , and your throat, cirt i rote a note, lie sealed it in so soft and white, and the way you lie addressed it to move your shoulders, and the color I atelope. of your hair, and the way it curls. Simon Vallance, at Hillsbor-tCalifornia. There, he said, He drew a deep breath. ' rre dJ'inS to come, anyway." fee. Oh, dear, she sighed. No wonder she thinks Im not in love with on Bryn went downstairs next S I havent told her once any4J ng there was apparently no you. .lake in the big house. Gary thing about you. Ive hardly menDtlmrah were sure to be up, tioned you. not In sight. tney were lie Well," Bryn said after a mofor a moment on the top step, ment, Ill tell you. When youre tag In the fresh cool air, and In love, Deborah, you hate to be UJ t went around the house and away from your . . . from your f the brook toward the bridge, sweetheart for a second. Everyi s nay to the engine house. thing she does is perfect and lovely 41 1 r had filled the gasoline tank and sweet. You want to lift her e engine and was rinsing his In your arms and hold her tight ty. i sin the Icy brook water when against you, so close that you can arl a footstep on the bridge hear her heart beating. You want to hear her say that shell never looked up to see Deborah i He stood up and dried leave you again, no matter what anils on his handkerchief. She happens. And if it happened that to stand a little above him on she didnt love you," Bryn went on raised plank, looking down at slowly, thered be a sick empty To his where your heart ought to feeling of surprise, the strain i'rday had not set a greater be, and youd wish you were a kid ess toward him In her dark again, so you could cry. But if she i. She was smiling a little at did love you, and she knew you now, her lips and werent sure about her, shed put curving toother was not watching. He her arms around you, and put her d at her. cheek against yours, and maybe even . . . kiss you. ' followed tr you because I want to you, If you dont mind,1 Deborah was staring at him. said. After a moment she said breathlessby, of course I dont mind. Is Is that the way you love ly, iod something I can do? your . . . your own girl? Yes, Deborah." it? hesitated. When he looked the I dont know anything about that long lashes had dropped lay close to her cheek. Im way of loving, she said at last. I very nice person, she said 't I apologized once before being so difficult, but I dont I tried any harder not to be It I mean It, this time. You ALv.! v m awfully thoughtful, last night, Grandmother was so queer afraid. You do love her, dont Youre quite honest about it? m s, w tie too n mo-yo- u -- S h 'f 1 - " j Gf vould do anything to spare her s." I can see that. I quite believed it afternoon, when you home again, and last night, you were so troubled. Ive very selfish. Ive been think- myself all the time, and and hating It. I have been half as thoughtful of toother as you have. Ive de-lM things for myself more for her, thought about myself an "hat . . . what my posi-- I s. You havent thought about v(,lf nodded. think I i J- I 1 V ' 3 - 'AkVI feel-toppe- d os d- once. And - havent com-r- this isnt your prob-a- You , ,t f r P a s a - . v- I ' it Dont Know Anything About That Way of Loving. iolwrthy, and assumed all the IlC'a' responsibility, and you've couldnt pretend that to Grandn,e Your name. I didn't quite mother. until Tubby came yesterday. . No," Bryn said. he talked about your friends, It wasnt so much wlmt I ought non he went on and nearly to say to Grandmother, anyway," every thing, and suddenly I she said. "I hadn't really thought dreadfully unfair that of talking to her about you. It was e you, and how horrid the way I ought to act. I was , ocn. She looked at him . . Will you forgive me? . Yes?" u haient been horrid, Dehor-UvIts really Garys idea," she said been . . He came to me about It hnstlly. tobt himself Hes afraid Grandthis morning. unt notice. mother might get to wondering have. You don't know all about us. You see, she thinks we fluit have been going on . . . we love each other the way "I1"'1, I,rn K('rry. Site put other people do when theyre marout, nmmontnrilv. nml ried, she explained. "K lying on the 1 railing. suspected ns much," Bryn said not move. Well, Is there something lightly. "j n.H I can do nhout It? . Deborah. Im afraid sites going to he 'miither Is in a stinnce watching for a while, anyway. Un, " nii,ul. I was wondering I.nst night I was til she's satisfied. , rrth'd. I went Into lier room . . . Its Gary's idea, you know. H'r up ami kiss her good Theres a little sewing room Just nt ''lie looked nt nie dlreetly the head of the stairs, Tlieies a me If I were happy, She door into my silting room. Grandu hed me before. Not in the mother never goes in there; if you , fr won-fiirin- g e 1 , Grandmother? Not as beautiful as you are, my child," Grandmother answered fondBut she is very attractive. ly. She was silent again. Then, If you like them, Deborah, and find them pleasant company, what Is it that has been troubling you ever since they arrived? me? Deborah anTroubling I am But swered, startled. not troubled. Grandmother said Oh, Deborah, reproachfully. Deborah raised her eyes, and there was a deep, happy smile in them. I am happy. Grandmother darling, she said, And you love Bryn? He loves you, of that I am sure. But of your love for him . . . sometimes I am not so sure. You admire him? You think him strong and thoughtful and quick, and kind? Yes, Grandmother." You respect him? You are proud of whatever he does?' Yes, Grandmother. "And, she put her hand out gently and lifted Deborahs chin. "Why, Surely you are blushing, child that ought to be sufficient answer to my next question, but I must have your words, Deborah. Forgive me. But you know your complete happiness means everything to me. Deborah, tell me; when yon see him, and he smiles that twinkling smile of his, dont you want to go to him, and caress Ids check, as you are caressing mine, and put your hand on his hair, and touch his shoulder? Isnt that what youd like to do, Deborah? Deborah caught her breath, ner eyes darkened. Her lips quivered faintly. And then, Yes, Grand mother," she said. Grandmother said Of course, Well, then you love him happily. You couldnt help loving 1dm. Go my child. KNs me good night. I shall rest, tonight. I am happy." Out In the hall, safely away from the door, Deborah stood and put both her hands over tier face. Her brain was whirling. There was a dreadful lump In her throat, and something ached in her breast. A voice spoke to tier. It was Bryn. He was in the hall besde tier. He was whispering, so as not to disturb Grandmother. Deborah." lie was sniing nnx tonstv. Deborah, wlmt lias hap pened?" ... 1 s ar,er all, and yet youve put f Into a such a position that t y thing went wrong, you would " nt'ist. You signed the note for He shifted his position and moved a few Inches closer to Deborah. He turned on his stomach, propped himself on his elbows and gazed up at her. A few days ago, before these others had come, and after she and Bryn had decided to be friends, she would have smiled down at him a little. It was fun to smile at Bryn, once one had started. He always looked as If he liked being smiled at. But now Deborah pretended not to know that he was looking at her, and regarded steadily the hills far away. Because Madeline was here now, and Madeline might not like It, A mist came Into her eyes, as she thought of Madeline, and the hills swam In a noonday fog. Poor Madeline wasnt happy, for all her Debopretense of rah told herself. How could she be happy, seeing Bryn married, actually married, to another girl. Bryn was lovely. He acted exactly as If they really were married, really loved each other, and he didnt try to keep Madeline from seeing. That night, as usual, Deborah went Into Grandmothers room to make sure that she was settled comfortably, and to kiss her goodnight. Grandmother was sitting up in her big bed, her silvery hair brushed smooth and drawn back Into a neat little braid. Deborah. Yes, Grandmother? Do you not like these friends of Bryns, my darling? Deborah looked up In surprise. Why, yes. Yes, of course. I think they are lovely. Sally Is sweet. She is like a talking doll. And she is very kind." And Madeline?" Nobody could help liking Made She's replied. line," Deborah charming, Isnt she, Grandmother? I love to hear her talk. Its so slow and lazy. Its because she and Simon are from Texas, Sally says. And Madeline Is beautiful. Dont you think shes beautiful, What Goes On al Home No wonder people sometimes believe houses are haunted. When we are away for a day or a week the fire and the lights go out, the 16, 18, 20; 40 and 42. 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Is about like the Sleepyou erything ing Beauty herself," Sally said. Deborah looked at Sally. "I think you're sweet, too, Sally, she said shyly. Sally flew up from her chair, flung her arms around Deborah and kissed her. That was darling, she said. Wasnt that darling, Madeline? Madeline she Yes, sighed. But you don't need It. agreed. Youve got Simon. You dont have to suffer In silence and alone, as No. I do. Trim modish raglan shoulders, You dont Sally began to laugh. exactly go around languishing, you no sleeves to set in, make this attractive dress easily fashioned know, Idiot, she said. Madeline sighed. Not outwardly, by even an amateur sewer. And the neckline is extremely flatterperhaps. But Inwardly, I suffer. She ing and youthful. Equally lovely Piffle," Sally answered. Does she look for office wear or busy shoppers, turned to Deborah. It answers perfectly, too, for genas If she were suffering? Not exactly, Deborah said faintly. eral daytime functions. You11 appreciate the . two She knows She Isnt, either. back and the pockets, perfectly well It's all a question of roomy will enable you to bear time. And, I must say, Madeline, yoke makIt looks much more hopeful lately your burdens lightly. Try ing it in tub silk, shantung, printthan It ever did. Doesnt It? sleeping? NEWEST HOSTELRY SALT LAKES O Our lobby Is delightfully air cooled during the summer months Radio lor Every Room A 2 OO Rooms 200 Batha J angle. One needs to learn how to enjoy two or three hours of quiet You cant be enterreflection. ' fT7 JL & ,, S tained every waking moment. A Friend Cheers fit--- When your friend remains with you to cheer you at a time you are unhappy thats the acid test, All you need in order to revel in Nature is a tent, a cot, a pan of bacon and eggs, and immeasurable love of the woods. 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Names have, of course, been changed. MELVIN PURVIS could tell tint it was a woman's cost because of this small but important detail: womens costs alwass base the buttons on the left (see left, abose). men's coats on ncht (above, tight). The coat found in the car had THB BUTTONS ON THB UFT. VIII CHAPTER t id 13' ORTHE CAPTURE OF COSTELLO, THE INTERNATIONAL FORGER d hair wont He flat; but I always liked originality. And I like his dimple and I'm crazy about his lisp. I could listen to him forever, If only hed say a few of the right things. LJ Lj been a happy afternoon happiest afternoon, Deborah decided, that she had ever known. The four of them, Sally and Simon and she and Bryn, had gone for a walk in the pine woods up on the ITtheHAD At first she had walked Sally, but Sally had obviously wanted to be with Simon, and Deborah had dropped back and walked with Bryn, lie could see how It was, that she wasnt thrusting herself upon him, that It was a matter of necessity, and he didnt seem to mind. As a matter of fact, Deborah said to herself, sitting on the veranda In the twilight, he had seemed to enjoy himself. He had climbed a sleep overhanging little cliff once when she had seen a brilliant tiger-lilup In the shadow, and had brought it down to her triumphantly. When he gave It to her their hands had touched, and be had stood for a moment looking down at her with a queer expression that made her heart turn over She had when she remembered. wanted to smile at him then, Deborah recalled, but something had made her draw away' hastily, and as she moved, his expression had changed again, and he had begun to talk quickly. Deborah could not take her eyes from Bryns. It seemed to her that in his there was a question that she had to answer. Site gazed at him, so strong and tine, sitting there against the pillar. A kind of tense look that was constantly In his face during these last few days Then he put his began to relax. hand slowly and covered hers, lying beside her on the chair. No, no," she said In a whisper, hill. okay! and we'll rS0 COSTELLO WA5N' PLAYING A'LONE HAND! WEtL BEGIN BY SEARCHING' THAT FARMHOUSE HUNT FOR THAT FOR CLUES1. SHELL LEAD WOMAN AlfT US TO COSTELLO! 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