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He Interrupted his own train of thought by laughing aloud, and brought his motor to a stop beside the powdery highway which he had been mentally condemning. "Irish, cropping out as usual," he said, grinning, as he locked the car, "or maybe I'm still dippy typhoid bugs die hard. Anyway, I'm going to see if this brook doesn't wind far enough from the road somewhere some-where soon for me to get into it, without being arrested In the proc ess." ' He rolled under the barbed-wire fence, and scrambled Into the under brush of the woods that skirted the road. . - - He was right ; the little brook, twisting and turning, wound farther and farther into the woods ; it foamed into a tiny waterfall, widened wid-ened to a small pool, Ideal for a swim I But, pulling off his coat and jerking at his collar, the man stopped short and stared ahead of him, wondering If he were sudden-j ly losing his senses. On the edge of the pool, just be yond the waterfall was a glrL her face turned from him, her white feet and ankles gleaming through the clear water of the brook. She had on a Boft, short, close-fitting white garment, and her bare arms were raised above her head, half-covered with the masses of shining hair that fell about her like a golden cloud. Philip had been whistling. He stopped abruptly. The girl shook her hair, dropped her arms, and turned around. Then after one startled second, In which Philip saw that her eyes were as blue as the shining sky which dappled the woods with Its light, she smiled with entire friendliness. "How do you do?" she asked pleasantly. "I'm very well that Is, rm not well at alL I've Just had . typhoid fever," Philip stammered. Then, thinking what an asinine thing that was to say, he went on, realizing all the time that he wa3 not becoming becom-ing less asinine. "That's why I'm here trying to get better, you kLOW." "I see," said the girl, with the same serene pleasantness. "I'm sor ry. Did you walk all the way from wherever yo'.'. came?" Philip laughed. "No, I motored. I left Boston early this morning, but I got so tired and so dirty and so hot that I" "Left your motor by the side of the road, and followed the brook to take a swim. And now I'm here first, spoiling it all. What a pity I ril go " "Oh, please don't! I don't think you're spoiling anything, particular ly," Philip stammered again. "In fact you you rather add to the place and I thought it was the prettiest place I had ever seen, anyway.". any-way.". The girl put up her hands, and began drying her hair again. "Won't you sit down?" she asked. "You must be pretty tired." Philip complied with this sugges tion, feeling it to be an agreeable one, and, utterly at a loss as to what to say or do next, waited for the girl to make the next move. At last, as she continued to dry her hair in silence, he burst out, "Is one apt to run across persons like you beside Vermont brooks? Per haps you're not a person at all? Perhaps you're a dryad or a nymph or something like that?" "I wish I were," she said, and the least shadow of discontent seemed to have crept Into her voice, "I don't remember much about dryads and nymphs. My cousin Mary knows all about them. She'd have her nose In a book half the time, if she didn't have so much lse to do. She and mother and Cousin Jane are all housecleanlna today that's why I ran away. I'd have had to help if I'd stayed at home. You'd never believe there was so mch In a house, until you got It all out In the front yard ! And Paul Is so lazy he never helps.. half as much as he might, and Mary has to stop tight In the middle of everything and chase ud the children, and Cousin Janes goes off to prayer meeting and oh. It's all plenty bad enough to make anyone want to be a nymph and live in a brook, where life Is Just one perpetual bath, and there can't possibly be anything to house- clean !" Philip threw back his head and roared, and after a minute, the girl laughed, too. "Well. If you're not a nymph, and yon dont lire !n a brook, would yon think I were awfully rude if I asked what your name Is and where you live?" A Romance of the Commonplace FRANCES PARKINSON KEYES "My name Is Blanche Manning. I live on Lady Blanche farm." "Lady Blanche farm?" echoed Philip. "What a pretty name !" "Yes there's quite a pretty story about it, too. Would you like to hear it?" "Very much?" "AH right my hair's dry now. I'll go and dress and you can have your swim. I've got some lunch with me where my clothes are enough for two, I guess. I'll come back." She slipped off the boulder, waded to the shore, and waved her hand. Then, a little, white graceful figure, fig-ure, she vanished among the trees. It was more than half an hour later before he heard her returning. He had bathed and dressed hurriedly, hurried-ly, and was sitting, greatly refreshed and tremendously hungry, but growing grow-ing extremely anxious to have her return. At last she called ; "Hoo-oo-oo." "Hoo-oo," he answered. "What's your name?" - i "Philip Starr." "Well, Mr. Philip Starr, Is it all right for me to come?" "Yes, I've been ready for ages. Do hurry." She reappeared, still all in white. She did not, he noticed quickly, look different now than when In the white bathing suit of course he had Philip Had Been Whistling. Stopped Abruptly. He realized that this was what the slip had been. She stopped on the bank, a forgotten difficulty suddenly occurring occur-ring to her. "We're on opposite sides. We'll have to walk up a little way. There's a shallow place where I can get across on the stones." "I guess you've run away before. You seem to know the lay of the land pretty welL" "Oh, yes. Cousin Jane thinks mother has let Paul and me both grow up awful shirkers. Only he just loafs, and I run." "I see. Well, I'm surely glad you ran this time. Is Paul your brother?" broth-er?" "Yes. He's twenty the same age as my cousin Mary. They're sort of half engaged. He's fond of her, but not nearly as fond of her as she is of him. He likes to have a good time with other girls, too, and, for all Mary can see, there Isn't another an-other boy in the world except Paul He's perfectly sure of her, and It makes him careless. I 'shouldn't like to be engaged that wr.y." "Don't worry, you won't be. How old are you?" "Seventeen. It's a nLe age." "It certainly is. Are you going to be seventeen long?" "Almost a year." Philip Starr could not remember when he had laughed so often. He leapt across the stepping stones. and took the box of lunch from Blanche. "I meant to come over on your side." "Of course. . But I meant to help you across." I hadn't thought of that." "Well, I had," said Philip abruptly. abrupt-ly. "I've been thinking of it for some minutes. It's a very pleasant thought to dwell on." She looked at him with the same slightly startled expression as when she had first discovered him, but It faded again just as quickly. She put out both her hands and he swung her lightly across, so easily that she could hardly believe she was over. "Now," she said, sitting down and leaning against a tree, "let's see what Mary has given me to eat Well, here are lettuce sandwiches, and stuffed eggs, and sugared doughnuts. Oh, and two big pieces of angel cake! Aren't you hungry T For some minutes they ate tn satisfied sat-isfied silence. "Do you mind if 1 smoke." Philip asked, when the last delicious crumb was gone, "while you tell me that story about Lady Blanche farm, you know?" "Oh, yes have you ever been In the Connecticut valley before?" "I'm sorry to say I haven't" "Well, It was mostly 'settled around Hamstead, anyway by men who came up the river from Massachusetts, Massa-chusetts, not long before the Revolution. Revo-lution. We all belong to the Daughters Daugh-ters of the American Revolution," she interrupted herself with a touch of pride. "They nearly all had big farms, and built big houses, and prospered; then they married each other's children, and have kept on living here ever since the descendants descend-ants have, I mean. We're nearly all cousins third or fourth or fifth In Hamstead. It would be pleasant If It weren't so deadly dull Once In a long time we have a picnic or a dance, or go to the movies in Wal-lacetown. Wal-lacetown. That's about all, and always al-ways the same people nice but tedious. That's why It's such a tremendous relief to meet someone I don't know at all" Philip laughed, aware that he was feeling strangely warm and comfortable com-fortable inside at the Inference that she might be having illusions or thrills about him. "Thank you where does Lady Blanche come in?" ' "Oh, she came in right after the Revolution. My great-great-grandfather, Col, Moses Manning, was a friend of Lafayette's. He went back to France with Lafayette, to visit him, and be presented at court. Lady Blanche was a countess count-ess who lived on the next estate. She was very young and lovely and sweet, and he fell in love with her." "Peculiar man, wasn't he?" murmured mur-mured Philip. "Do you think so? Oh, you're laughing at me! You think I am awfully silly and countrified and" "You precious kid!" exclaimed Philip, sitting bolt upright In alarm; and then, as the startled look came into the blue eyes again, he went on very quickly and gently, "Excuse me, I didn't mean to be rude or fresh. But I've been pret ty sick, and it's a long time since I have laughed, or felt able to laugh. Please go on about the little French countess. Did she fall In love with him, too?" "Oh, yes. Head over heels! At first sight, too ! Just like a story I" "Such things do happen." "Yes, I suppose so," said the pres ent Blanche, a trifle hurriedly, " once In a great while, and ever so long ago, of course. So they were married, although her family wasn't very enthusiastic about her going across the sea to an unknown wildernessbut wil-dernessbut as all the rest of them were guillotined not long after, she was better off than they were, anyway. any-way. Of course Colonel Moses brought her to Hamstead to live. She had a fortune In her own right, and a wonderful trousseau great boxes and chests of linen and lace and clothes and silver and Jewels and books, and she had furniture sent, too, from the chateau. And my great-great-grandfather built her a big brick house the handsomest handsom-est one anywhere around here and" "It's a lovely 6tory. What happened hap-pened next?" "The rest of It Isn't so lovely. It's rather sad. The other farmers' wives In Hamstead didn't care for Lady Blanche. I think they were a little Jealous of her because she was so much richer and more beautiful than they were, and she. couldn't talk English well enough to make them understand that she wasn't haughty and cold, as they thought, but Just as gentle and lonely and anxious to be friendly as she could be. And for a long time, she didn't have any children. That was considered con-sidered almost a disgrace. In those days, It seems! Almost everyone had sixteen or seventeen! Lady Blanche's husband was dreadfully disappointed; of course she was, too, but he didn't seem to think of that He he held It up as a reproach re-proach to her. And she grew more and more lonely and sad " "What was the end of the story V Philip asked, gently. "When she had been married about five years, she had twins a boy and a girl She wasn't strong, like most of the pioneer women. She died. "Moses Manning never got over It," Blanche went on. after a long pause "He didn't marry a second time, the way most of the settlers did, when their wives died some of them three or four times I And he never called his place, anything but Lady Blanche farm, after that It's never been called anything else, ever since. When the twins, Moses and Blanche, grew up. he built them each a house on bis own place, and as the boy wanted to be a lawyer, he built a little office connected with the big brick house, for him. They both married the children of other pioneers and had large faro illes. and Inherited Lady Blanche's fortune, of course. The houses have never gone out of the family Mother r.nd Paul and I live In one the big brick one and Cousin Jane Manning, who's never married. In another, end Cousin Seth and his children In the third. Of course the FARM VTSV Service fortune's been divided up so many times that It isn't very large any more, but It's enough to make us comfortable, and give us a good education, If we want It Paul and I didn't 'specially, and Mary, who loves books, had to give up going to boarding school when she was almost al-most ready for college, because her mother died, and there wasn't any one else to look after her father and the little boys. All the other fa mi lies In Hamstead have kept on feel ing that the Mannings are a little different from the rest of them. We wish they wouldn't all except mother I think she rather likes !t but they do! And there's always one Blanche In each generation. There's a queer superstition about that" "What Is It?" "Oh, I can't tell you ! You'd think It was awfully conceited and fresh and" "I wouldn't please " But the girl, laughing, shook her head, and got to her feet. "Have you any Idea what time it is?" she asked. "No, I haven't I don't care what time it is. And I won't tease you to tell me about the superstition now, if you don't want to that is, If you'll promise to tell me some other time. You you'll do that, won't you?" The girl hesitated, and, for the first time,' blushed. ; Then she smiled. "Where were you thinking of going?" go-ing?" she asked, "before you decided decid-ed to have a swim and left your motor beside the road?" "To Burlington, to visit some friends who have a big summer place near there. But I can't get there tonight, now, can I?" he asked, pleading In his voice. "I don't believe you can, very well. I suppose you're not familiar with the roads?" "Familiar! I'm not even on speaking terms with them! And there are hardly any guide-posts to Introduce us !" he smiled, and, as he did so, he could see the lovely rosy color spreading over the girl's face again. "What's the name of the hotel In Hamstead?" he asked abruptly. ab-ruptly. "There Isn't any hotel But probablyIt's prob-ablyIt's so late, and you've been III and everything Mary would take you in." "I don't want to Intrude" "Mary wouldn't feel that you were Intruding. She'll be only too thankful to have the chance to make you comfortable. That Is, that's the way I think she'll feel about It. At any rate, we better go down there and see!" CHAPTER II T ADY BLANCHE farm lay a mile A- or so south of Hamstead, stretching on one side, of the road back to the foothills of the Green mountains, and on the other, in broad, sweeping meadows, straight down to the Connecticut river. Two big houses, one of brick, with small, semi-detached brick building the lawyer Moses' office the other oth-er of wood, white-painted and white-pillared, white-pillared, with a large flower gar den, stood on It. Across the road was a smaller house, brick with a wooden ell less true to line, and decidedly less prosperous In appear ance. As they came In sight of all this Philip Starr brought his motor to an abrupt stop, and turned to Blanche, who had unhesitatingly ae cepted his Invitation to "help him find the farm," by riding back with him. "Is that where you live?" "Yes, the big brick house Is ours, The big white one Is Cousin Jane's. The one across the way Is where Mary lives." "Good Lord!" What's the matter?" "Matter! It's the most beautiful place I ever saw In my life. 1 didn't tell you, did I rm an architect I mean, that's my regular Job. But on the side, I can't help dabbling In other things--sketching, model ing, carving I was four years In Europe while I was growing up. and went back to Paris for a course at the Beaux Arts after I got through Harvard. And I've never " his eyes turned from the landscape and swept over the face and figure of the girl beside him "seen the Ely-slan Ely-slan fields and one of the nymphs before !" "It's pretty, but I don't see why you should think It's so remarkable. And It's so deaaly dull I Perhaps we had better hurry a little, or Mary may be through supper." They stopped beside the least pretentious pre-tentious of the three houses, and walked op the cobblestone path. 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