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Show UINTAH BASIN RECORD the Italian embroidery In her hand. She fingered It absently. Hasnt Bryn explained It all to yon. Pilar? she asked at last, lifting her dark eyes. Explained what? Pilar asked, a moment. I know he . . . hasnt told the others. Sally, or Madeline. I dont think even Tubby knows. Im not quite sure why he hasnt For a while I thought It was on his own account, but now I think he has been doing it for me, so that I wouldnt feel so queer and left out." I don't know what you mean. Deborah looked at her. You know that Bryn couldnt be In love with me," she said. Pilar did not move. Not by a flicker did her expression change. Her eyes were black and fathomless. "Not In love with you? she re- after f'QllQ'llll&QlV LAtcmntalny Frances Shelley Wees W APTER IX 10 Continued d 11 his talk about knitting, ter evenings by the hearth, kittens he would get for . all hishnterest in that ort of thing was pretended sake. Bryn was a gentle-- d he lived up to his bar-th- e last pencil stroke. Not or suggestion would he let ver how bored and dull he lg to find the rest of his e on the mountain, nor with Iculty he was going to earn ;y she would pay him. ih slept very little that Life, that only yesterday led so beautiful and serene, e hming complicated and d didnt seem to be but more difficulties (iely unhappy time. Because uld go back to Pilar when was up, and when he did, juldnt be anybody at all. .could ever be like Bryn, 'he were only pretending, e would have been a way rhim stop pretending, Debo-jr- , because If he wTent on even though the look In was only the tenderness for a child, or a lost puppy, Nt going to be able to bear at the end of the year he ,t of the big gates to leave her. orning was cold and grey, r the rain had stopped at ;eborah had them lay a fire Small sitting room down- that Grandmother might !a chill. There, when break-- e over, Pilar and Madeline y and Grandmother and sere sitting. The three men un-her- any-lea- side. in a beautiful dress of some L woollen material In a dark color, sat beside the door-- h her feet out on a low cla long cigarette holder She could see i her fingers. ).he orchard, too, and Debo-s'e- d that her eyes went to squently, although she gave :l Grandmother was in a low 53ide the fire, listening to c h the same fascinated had shown last night, it her, taking in every per-lof her grooming. ir5 you don't mind my corn's uninvited like this, Mrs. she was saying in her low found mi self completely Land lonely and I couldnt I my longer. i ou are more than said warmly. ends of Bryn's are our K oo, and our home is to them. And I am de--h hear you discussing de-lodern society. I am sure will be a liberal educa--t Deborah, and help her to herself more easily when t out Into Bryns world In-f- ie il h 1 tan black eyes rested momen- Deborah. They were quite aless. There will be no M for Deborah, she said t She Is so adorable that nr need to make the slight- net. Everyone will fall In t her at first sight Fs Bryn did," Sally added, ord fleetlugly at Pilar. tfs Bryn did, Pilar repeat- ie r mouth tightened a little, saw, at the corners. 'ong are you planning to 8fr? Madeline said evenly. n going home for the yacht tr rcre hadnt considered Id It. I be invited to stay, '1iot r her gave a little sigh, thankful that when Into society she Jdear Bryn to take care of understands so well what has been, and he is so and loving. It takes a Pobo-eiuerg- o 1 c.T my mind to have nas always been a dear," at once. 1 dont knmv r oed mild ever have done with-shwent on. Por years, ,p,his been my staunchest No matter in what dif found tliere was j s, ryn, and he brought me 'hh s and Joys ns well. It vny heart to know that he e my-e!- n ) did not move. Grand U & tft.V IC i mother lifted her eyes and looked You modern girls are so honest and open," she said. In my day a girl would sever have dared to make such a statement about a man. She would have been afraid of being misunderstood." Misunderstood? Pilar murmured, flicking open the lighter. In my day," Grandmother exthere were few young plained, men such as our dear Bryn, so handsome, so eligible In every way, so fine. If a girl had been his friend always, as you have been, my child, then she would have been expected to marry him, and, Indeed, she would herself have expected to marry him. I do not quite understand the new camaraderie which allows of such close friendships without any thought of marriage or romantic love. In my day, so queerly uncontrolled was human nature then, the 6ort of friendship you mention would have been potentially dangerous If either the girl or the man particularly the man married elsewhere. Pilars eyes narrowed the faintest trifle against the light as she looked at Grandmother. Grandmother was sitting- - up a little stralghter than Deborah had seen her sit for some time, and there was a little pink In her cheeks. But her eyes as they met Pilars were calm and kind, and Deborah pushed away the thought that Grandmother suspected something and was taking her own way to combat the hint of danger. Pilar rose and stood for a moment, tall and lissome and full of grace, beside the door. She was smiling. "Customs are very different now, she murmured, and begged to be excused, and went out through the door. There was a little silence when Pilar was gone. Deborah looked up from the puppy to find Grandmother stitching away placidly again, her eyes on her material, and Sally and Madeline looking at each other with steady meaning. Sally and Madeline didn't understand. They didnt know what it must have been like for Pilar to love Bryn, to have loved him for years, and then to have him suddenly marryanother girl. They didnt know what It meant to love Bryn. Sfmon and Tubby were all right, of course, and perfect darlings, but they werent Bryn. Deborahs eyes burned, and the bad lump came back In her throat. There was a knock at the door. It was one of the maids, wanting Deborah. The cook would like her orders, the maid said respectfully. Deborah went out and shut the door behind her. Deborah stumbled down the hall toward the kitchen. In her mind's eye she could see herself sitting on the wall the other night, with Bryn leaning close beside her. She remembered what she had wanted to do. Bryns face was so close, and he was such a dear; she had want-teto take bis face between her own two palms and bend down and put her cheek against his forehead. She had almost done It when he said . . . Deborah, do you like But now she was me . . . at all? glad she hadnt done it, because he wouldnt have wanted her to. It was Pilar be loved. lie had said so. lie had told her bow dearly he loved this other girl . . . and If she hadnt been so blind she would have seen Instantly that his telling her of the other girl was sure proof that he didnt love her, Deborah. And If he did love Pilar so dearly, then Pilar was a very lovely person. Madeline and Sally didnt like her, but they didnt understand. And Bryns heart must ache, now, to think that he was shut away from Pilar for so long; hud Pilar must be suffering dreadfully. When she was finished In the kitchen, Deborah went up the back stairs swiftly and along the hall to her room. Someone came lightly along the hall, and she caught her breath lest it should he Bryn. But It was, Instead, Pilar; nnd she was In search of Deborah, for her own room was down In the other wing She glanced with Grandmother's. In through the open door. Ah, there you are, sweetie," she I wondered If youd run sUd. away. Where've jou been? I was down In the kitchen," Deborah explained, pray Ing that her Then I voire sounded as usual. came up to got some embroidery. I find in; self with no weak at all to do these da vs." You Pilar was watching her. But are refreshing," she sighed. really, Deborah, you must begin to make some changes In your life, or you will he completely bewlldeiod by Bryn's gay world. Bijn travels prfttv fast, dear." Deborah sut down slowly, with at Pilar frankly. time she had felt lost and tnd alone, because this was orld and Bryns life, a pageant In which no part; and because It ;r see bow drab and dull teresting her own life of r frames and brook trout clothes must be to my M d peated. Surely you knew, Pilar? Even if I did," Pilar said softly, you wouldnt expect me to . . . mention it, Deborah?" No, Deborah said after a moment At Pilars words her heart had fallen like lead. So Filar did know. Bryn had told her. Bryn, of course, is a gentleman, He does not tell any Pilar said. more than Is necessary. But No," Deborah said again. I can tell you. Pilar. I can explain to you. I was . . . hoping you would. I dont want to go into detail, Deborah said. I think I can tell you In Just a few words. It was like this. I had to be married by my twenty-firs- t birthday or lose my grandfathers estate. I went down to San Francisco to meet the man I was to marry. He was I couldn't possibly marry him. And Bryn came along by accident, and saw that I was frightened, and I told him about it, and he offered to marry me Instead. Thats all. Pilar straightened. I see, she said, and then, The day I came, Tubby dragged me away and threatened me with murder If I called Bryn by anything but Graham. The man you were to marry is named ... Graham?" Yes. Your grandmother rhlnks Is the man? Yes. And what happens next? Byrn There was a queer note in her voice, and Deborah looked up quickBut Pilars face had not ly. changed, and Deborahs eyes fell We she said. Nothing, again. have to go on until the end of the Think You Are Being Insulting. year, or I do not get the money. The marriage must last for a year. And It must go on for Grandmothers sake, anyway, for that Jong. I dont know what After that we shall do to explain to Grandmother, but there will be something. Bryn will be free, then, of But I ... course. "You cannot get the money within a year? If the marriage Is not successful to that extent, Deborah explained carefully, I do not get It at alL "Your grandmother seems very fond of Bryn. She loves him," Deborah said, with a little catch in her breath. He is wonderful to her. Even if the estate were not so tied, I don't see how we could be . . . divorced . . . before that time without breaking Grandmothers heart. Pilar turned the Ivory holder between her long browned fingers. It seems rather a long time out of Bryn's life, she said. "A year." I know." I should think there might have been somebody else, Deborah. Somebody you might have paid for his name and his lest year. Deborah looked up again, but did not speak. Pilar was watdiing her. Of After a moment she said, course it's all very romantic, nnd rah. Obviously, you are not suited to be a companion to him. You have not the sophistication, the knowledge of Ids world. You scarceYou say he ly speak his language. does not love you; 1 think that would be impossible, too. There must be companionship In real love, an equality. But 1 think I do beThere yon gin to see his reason. were, beauty in distress . . . and Bryn was always fond of a new adventure. new, someSomething thing noboby has ever done before. Yes, it becomes quite clear to me. And he would get considerable ento joyment out of this your grandmother, this pretense of being simple and bucolic, this pretense of loving you. It Is rather an interesting situation, as I must adplay-actin- is available for sizes 12, The perfect antidote for blister- 1922-14, 16, 18 and 20. 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Yes, she said. will be no waste. e Filar Bryn Is very difficult, been I the think this has Always sweep rugs and carsighed. worst fright he has given me. But pets the way of the grain. Brushonce, two years ago, I was nearly ing against the grain roughens the surface and it tends to brush mad, too. He was In Thibet, and I the dust in instead of out. One way fare from Ogden or Salt didnt hear from him for nearly six Lake City, good in t months. It was reported that he was dead. Of course, he wasnt, coaches or chair cars. Partly cook cereal in a dounor lost either. He was just livble boiler the night before using ROUND TRIP to Los $32 and leave it on the back of the ing In a native tribe, living like a $31 to San Francisco in Angeles, native, to get the atmosphere, he stove, being sure to cover well standard Pullwith water. It will be well said, ne's wildly Interested In peomans (plus berth). Low fares in of kinds the different cooked in the morning. people, ple, tourist Pullmans, too. Two farther from his own kind, the bettrains daily. ter. But he always comes hack in Sugar Eprinkled over the tops beI of cookies or sponge cakes the end, have discovered that. And when he came back from Thifore putting them into the oven forms a sweet crust and makes a bet," she said with a smile, he . richer cookie. brought me my ring. This ruby. Isnt It a beauty? Four pounds of plums will The ruby flashed and glowed on Pattern No. 1922-make five pint jars of preserves. her finger as she held It out for Tor information, see or write Deborah to see. It Is very lovely, D. R. Owen, General Agent running down the street to the Glass stoppers may be easily Deborah said gently. 41 So, Main St,, Salt Lake City grocers. Gary tapped on the Designed for plenty of action removed from bottles if a towel Miss Deborah, please, he said. and comfort, it fits snugly at the is dipped into boiling water and Mr. Bryn would like a dry pair of waist by adjustable laced ribbons wrapped around the neck of botshoes. Might I go through and get at each side, with the same fea- tle for a few minutes. READ THE ADS them? ture repeated in the blouse front. c Associated Newspapers WNU Service. A becoming boyish collar and Certainly, Gary." With a little half bow to Pilar he handy pocket create charming efsidled past her and opened the door fects. The pattern is so easy to on the left He pushed it back and follow, you can cut two at once left it open as he went In, and Piusing printed cotton, gingham, lar, glancing through, saw the narbroadcloth, seersucker or linen at row white bed against the other an expense even lower than your wall. She turned deliberately and budget provides. looked at Deborahs closed bedroom Barbara Bell Pattern No. door, and then, with a deep breath, she looked at Deborah and smiled. Its all very romantic, isn't it? she said, and went swiftly across to Thank you for tellthe hall door. ing me, Deborah. It makes rather a difference. Bryn had been over In the stable talking to Joe, who came to milk every evening, a cow having been added to their possessions. As he approached the bridge his eyes caught the flutter of a skirt, and his heart turned a complete double somersault. If he had been in any need of proof as to his emotional condition, he had it then. But the skirt did not belong to Deborah; it was much too.sephlstlcatcd a skirt for that, as he saw at second glance, and his heart settled down sadly into a recumbent position again, and he went forward without interest to meet Pilar. She was standing in the middle of the bridge, leaning over the railing to look into the water. Bryn stopped beside her, put his elbows on the railing, and gazed dowp into the brook, too, without a word. PiV 7 lar turned, after a moment, and r, L J, S smiled at him; the flashing brilliant ' v- . smile that was peculiarly her own, W,T'-that no one else could duplicate. train's, You know, she said, I dont COMING! blame you for burying yourself ; away up here, Bryn. Its so far back in Nature that I dont suppose HOP S iRny, DICK. RUNNING youve ever had quite the same exif boa'"'"CRAB THE perience before, have you? U REINS AS WE PULL down at her. Her Bryn glanced ALONGSIDE. s black eyes, liquid and melting, met his. Her lips were very red. Never. No, he replied. SAY THIS 13 A PARTY! VOU BET WE LL COME YOU AND YOUR FRIENDS WHY EVERYBODY KNOWS There was n little silence. They BUT NFVERMIND BUTHOWD YOU KNOW GRAPE-NUTSAVED MY LIFE,MR.RROWN.)UR FLAKES stood together, elbows touching. -IS THE OFFICIAL CEREAL WE WEP CRAZY THE THANKS OUR COME TO MY HOUSEGRAPE-NUTSOALWAYS E ABOUT .THIS CALLS FOR. A CLUBS THE JOE BROWN CLU3. After a moment Pilar said softly, j READY TO DO A CELEBRATlON Deborah to'd me her story today. GOOD TURN Deborah? he repeated. She seemed to think 1 ought to be told, Bryn. Household Questions 1 OsuSaem Pacsifac door-casin- vwr. fa , -- ? - SV.v 'md S F Oh. The black eyes opened wldeaealn. Had you . . . talked to her about me? Never, Bryn said promptly. I had Oh," Pilar murmured. an idea you had, peihnps. She certainly knew that we had been friends for a long time. Of course, that may be obvious. Whatever slip knew, she wanted mo to mdei-stan- Just what the siluatlonwns between you. Dear, quaint little thing! She Is such a child. Isn't she? Is she? So naive. I was qul'p touched," What did slip sav the . . . situation was between ns, then? Any Why, simply, that tills wasnt, you are rcnllv quite pretty. man would like to he the prince os nil of us thought, a love match after nil lint it was simply a marwho awakens the sleeping beauty. Deborahs eyes flew to the long riage tie coniennnep. I don't quite Her own know why you, of nil people, Brvn, oval of Pilars face. cheeks crimsoned furiously, and had to tingle youwlf in It. You nnv have difliml'y In getting free her eyes dished. I dont know qulle what you are a gain." iw suggesting, she said Icily, hut 1 (to nr, think you are being Insulting." Not at nil," Iilar replied, "1 am Originated Rayon Thread dis It was because silkworm men ly trying to discover Bryns i for this quixotic gesture. It eases threatened Europe's silk reituinly cannot tie tliat he W will trade, hark In l''7U, Hi it a I reneh onginnted the popular log to spend a year with von' for scientist ho thread riivon companion'' your platonic coui rea-un- A Comfortable Culotte JOE E. 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