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Show THE MURRAY EAGLE promised unwillingly. Serena drew near to him again eagerly. "But remember I've got to take the Keats children home!" his hands. "It was aU over six months ago." "Ha!" Vicky commented and was silent, "It's all a mess! She" Ha stopped, but his tone and the long pause were eloquent "Why don't you see Serena and have it over?" Vicky asked pres ently, quite simply, "I have seen her," Quentin . growled. "Since you got home?" "There were letters waiting when I got here, ten days ago," Quentin said, the painful rush of his words showing, even undor tha circumstances, his relief at finding an opportunity to talk. "All that week she telephoned, and twice .he came to the of nee, but I was only doing appointment work last week and didn't see her. Then on Saturday, when VI and the kids were here remember? I went up to the barn to see Moogy an dthe puppies, and she was waiting there said she had been watching us on the lawn." "Good heavens!" Vicky said. "Then it isn't that Spencer's ill," she mused. "He didn't look as if he'd been ill today." "Of course not!" "You've changed and she hasn't," Vicky added, in the same reflective tone. "That's it?" "I've made such a mess of it; I've let you in for all this," Quentin muttered, grinding his graying hair in his big hands. "Vic, there's no use saying I'm sorryl There's nothing I can say." "She doesn't seem to have much shame about it," Vic observed mildly. "Oh, my God, to be as happy as this again!" she said in her soub after "Now," Quentin said, thought, and with a change of tone "now she's everywhere, Vic, waiting for me. As far as I'm concerned, it's all been over for a year; it's stale, it's cold, God knows I wish I need never set eyes on her again! But now's the time she wants to see me. She keeps asking me. what has she done? Who has been telling me things about her?" "Quent, Serena Morrison is exanxious to get hold of you." Vicky said calmly, a few days later. He and she were alone beside the evening fire In their little upstairs sitting room. The doctor had been reading some scientific article in a medical magazine, had finished it, and was lying back in his chair, his arms locked behind his head, his stretched leg ; crossed, his eyes half closed. Victoria was working at the desk just behind him. Bill's, receipts, checkbook, papers of all sorts were scattered before her; she made aotes with a very sharp pencil. "I think I am going to come out even!" she had announced some moments earlier. And then, contentedly, "This is pleasant, isn't it?" but to neither remark had Quentin made any reply. He had shown no interest even when the telephone bell had trilled, except for a glance toward Vicky and a faint shake of the head, and Vicky had duly announced to the unseen speaker that the doctor had gone out for a mo- tremely I CHAPTER 1 -1- "I know you wrote me," the woman said, as he hesitated floundering and confused. "Why did you write me that hideous letter, Quentin? I only began it; I couldn't finish it It's burned." "I'm horribly sorry, of course," Quentin said gruffly, awkwardly in the silence, "Sorry!" the rich sweet voice echoed. "But what are you sorry about, dearest dearest? Remember what you told me in the beginning, that you had been twice married without ever knowing what real love was, lover, that you and Vicky had acknowledged that, had married with your eyes wide open. Remem- 4 we go home on the fJafter dinner? Duna'd take us; ould take us we Keats pleaded day?" Kate Lt couldn't wj 3tf no, it's too much of an Vic!" Violet said. ,;s no imposition at all." Vicky over ved her. She looked VP wid-- i baby's head and her eyes smila. not did she although r'e's Quentin!" she added, swarm of here was a general dren toward him,' accompanied and the usual deafening uproar, women mtin came up to the members of his ber?" i the younger "We can't talk about this here," like limpets, ily hanging on him Quentin interrupted, in a hard, cold let Keats thought he looked older there were touches of silver voice. "Where can we, then?" Serena temples, and this with a touch of steel in her i.sked, ieeniea ouiuciw, Quentin; own tone. "You got back a week the old remembered ago today, I've not seen you until liked the expression of his face, What about tonight? Can you wai eenuinely happy to see now. kissed her in the old brotherly come over about ten? Spencer's tired; he'll be in bed." ion: they had not seen each "I've got to go up to San Franif since his return from a three Violet cisco tonight, I've a patient at the visit to Germany. js'.ioned him about it, and he sat Dante hospital." "Then I'll go with you." Icing the delicate little Martin "You can't. The Keats children W gently in his big hands, and are all here; I'm taking them in." petimes kissing the top of the ba"Then I'll go in and drive back ll dark fluffy little head. The of the Keatses remaining with you." ftion "I think Kenty's planning to do raised, h'ext year gosh, I can drive, Un-- I that." "Kenty! As if you couldn't put Quent," Duna Keats said man-J;.- -. "But gosh, Dad doesn't want him off! Ah, lover," Serena pleadto until I get a license." ed, coming close to him, pressing his arms with her own soft arm ijt look here. Vicky," Quentin me what's wrong, with his face brightening. and hand, "tell done." what tell me I've e got to go to San Francisco "I tried to tell you in that letsee a patient tonight: a woman down I ter," Quentin said, looking operated on this afternoon. blue eyes raised them I'd be in about ten. Why into the own. "It's a horribly hard let me drive these rouchnecks to his I think we both feel vita me, if their mother's will- - thing to say, I it. It's all been a it's the sort thing that can't" r ensuing wild pandemonium of of Serena drew off a little, still lookI lawn in the spring sunset pres-lInto his eyes. resolved itself into definite pic-- I ing "You mean that you're going to plans. The children were to use me. for loving you. Quentin? I frill behind the old cow yard. punish You're going to make me feel sorry to fGood get home, Quentin?" that I loved you so generously, gave t asked. you everything I could give? You're he said quietly, going to make me wish that I was "It's g ,od to get home." and wise, like other calculating X Mum Bdiu, aiuinjg, Are women? you going to fail me If to fa I must ttpt stnrtnd j're sure my youncsters won't now?" "It isn't a question of failing you, horribly in the way tonight, I know we're Sina. It's that-w- ell, for the whole thing." both sorry Is the way? Love to have 'em. miserably. drop them at the house some-- t Quentin persisted him with was Serena regarding .ter nine." moved breast her narrowed eyes; go in with you. VU and see on constrained breath. visibly off." Victoria stretched her "You mean fur me to go on quietly s (or the baby. "You come with Spencer." she said, in a living 'iU your mother, Mister." level voice, "and for you to ga back sail "Nurse has something to to Vicky. You mean that you tlur., 'cyou, young man!" some day called over her shoulder to knowing what she might know. Vic will forgive you. at;.J !".Ua. everything will be lovely?" Coming?" "I don't know how much V:c ' thought I'd sit here nnd have knows." Quentin said, with simplicir It" so peaceful, Vic!" sorlA and stop at the barn before ty, "'1 know I'm I'm damned horI'm whole the thing. about C3me In, and see Moogy's pup-- 5 ry I blame myself Claus had some about ribly sorry. story I don't think we thouir title brown one. I told him II "me out!" what we were getting into. h. v. rr,g, ;e turned the corner cf horribly rotten the thing was!" tirn. A woman was "We knew that we loved each othstanding :t aiti:ie Sonic of those first days." Seer. him. Serena. U Ho.iv-en- ? rena s;iid. "ah. weren't they We were brave, then, we CHAPTER XII weren't thinking all the time of ti e world would lay. Vicky what 9i in pale blue, the broad ' knows something, of course," hat that dipped about her added, "but she doesn't know everynd lent an almost toe pictur-- ' She doesn't know that 1 beauty to her appearance had thing. went twice to Los Armeies with blue ribbon about the of it; ' KaUops of tlie frail blue you. lover; she hadn't seen any gown letters." your fte you"? spring grass. So- There was a silence, during which f: c cre at their bluest, Quentin locked ot the darkening Fivt lvinc. reproachful of western sky up beyond the 1 had ,0 Ice 'ou" Eh strip ill. his brows knit, his jaw srt. hills: a this terribly stupid of I 1 his hands jammed into his poefcrtr "a to see you." "You're forgetting Spencer." 'mn had Involuntarily glanced observed dryly. Serena to k - toward the Quentin garden and thi inMant hope from the words ' He Bnd she were sheltered wn Intervening hedges and "Lover." she fa. J. "he m.iy nt Hvs taking long. lie be a trobli-,Vr; 8nKlcl of stuff all the time. 1 her that slcepiiis unsmilingly. t ' Or. Cudworth the other day N quite like it," he said told made me anxious, that "'trie it that itely. ami not 1 to see Victoria and day he would sleep too drop I wmt im I did really wake up. while you were 1 .7-teo':-shuuldn't I?" the woman h!S oITsce "& told him, If anything "!!:k; tortof proud impatience. thought. some Spencer may n t ,);: up im-tio- n. n Indian-brow- qui-n.-- jr'-h- tear-miste- ment But his abstracted mood somehow only accentuated her happiness tonight; these had been wonderful days, the days since his return. He and she had been closer together in every way than they had been for a long time. It had not been only that Quentin had been gentler, or kinder, or more generous than before, but he had been curiously, dumbly devoted, wanting to be at home, seeming to love every minute of his life there, quietly contriv himself in the ing to children's plans, to contribute to the happiness of them alL "Life would simply be heaven if it could go on this way!" Vicky, feeling herself pleasantly capable over her had been thinking to herself when the telephone book-keepin- Victoria raised her round eyes. "Is that the line?" "I'm telling you about it," Quentin muttered, surprised at himself, "But you're not like most women, you're different! I need you. even in this. I can't get out, unless you help get me out I let myself in for it, I've nobody to blame but myself, but I can't get myself out She's everywhere," he went on, glancing up restlessly, glancing back again. "If Johnny and I go to lunch at the St Francis hotel, she's there; she comes across the room. He knows about it, Vic; every doctor in my office knows. They're all smug when she comes In. ..Miss Cleve, in the outer office, Is so damn discreet! 'Doctor, Mrs. Morrison, and she soys she's in great pain!" That's fur the benefit tif the people who are waiting, people in real pain. We used to think it was a great joke. It doesn't seem so funny now! And the minute she comes in. 'Quent, what have I done? Who's been talking about mm y "Was That Serena?" t Si y it. ua U.irhrf t iu sie you. tl,al 1 have 10 ce you" i at her without speak- - w' ' ' & Z n dear?" the asked ovrr. hat have I 'ifdisty d all" don." p..,ke quickly, man- - noh"lt. course arm' Cord-ni- thi He 'IV fin I ht!" tnaurf.bly, lurnirg lowed hin sw.HIy, fi htmbiy tell you ''' i''S i -- 'I r, for a - ,i And t f my !e. ' j t L 1 "Vc, 1 VP I w e ; I . r : tr,t.p. her t (l. ri lh, i i isrf she ttof-d i x i set nd br-- j v. -n : I I ! 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I ee " When ymi, Qurntm: ), y firms'" y-- and r ,. i' ft the own, h i .) r was ei Id. an1 j.fi iv -r ibnntr n v'm lt--- Keeps Dogs Away from tc-!-l Victoria's cyr vi "I've h.id t5re ! inn.rm ; i c!' 40" BLACK LEAF r ; ..!d If, and ' frTnlll Week (;; 1 U.-o- I'd made i irt yen" V 1 1 b,.b' the o) "m ' XW.vM i j Quentin stared f jr some time into the fire in silence. After a time he said: "Would you away?" "If I were you"!" "I mean all of us. Simply move, out We coul.l have a city house now, for the kidi' schools, and a up. The Pattern. country place, too. Or we could ' 1;ikc up that L e" in pr i s,t. n. Pattern 1303 is dcr.Lincd for Why not Re! away from it all?" si.'.cs 12 to 20 (30 to 40 t u 't). Size "You mean run away?" Victoria ft requites 3a yards .f 3iMnrh amended the j hr. se slowly, material, plus 13 yards cf ribbon what it for trirr.minjr, ns pictured. "Well, I suppo" that i would amount to" Tattcrn liial is (!e.r::- - c 1 for "I don't tlnnk voi can evr run sizes 34 to 4G. She 35 requires 4: materia! from niiytho ,:, Quent, I was yards of is tle.Yj;r.e 1 for Pattern tanking." Victoria : aid. "of Marty, to if anything ever happened Marty, I was thinking? 'H-.cm I bear a nursery and Die cr b and his brown deg m the il.a.n, bow can I ear to co bark to five children : hen I've had six?" And I th:,:'-',Hcn," she went en, speakina stead"I j ily, but with br.mrrunit mm m mm aaaa thought then that we'd have ti ci ( rwiUn't ttant It! nuKPAHH ..way, that applo sauce Ly your !; it I don't think o now. You can't and then try method favorito fun away frmn anything. Y ni can't run away from rrw. nr from" this delicious summer re ij e. I'mm Apple Pudding. she jerked her he . 1 i.n the direc2 ne- -. r . tion of the Morrnon from anjlhit you've d 'tie." ihe , rnri ofa''i' matms'ailc, viid. i t tup cicam, ).:; "But ViC. I tell you honestly, ! C"tr.l!r,e sauce, iu2-y- trA i an't stand her! M"'i makir-my marmaJade. if Of pie Raucr has l.fe a burden." Quentin said tm lirf n Burrlrr.e.'l. cn.l Ruriuf. ' l'y, and if there w,.i anything ab. t iii. j, in. .wni--c- . . i m um. 'V ; n miw neither husband ftr-7ir,nurd in the tray r..f cutornatic rffrirj tor wife w in the rr.ooi to e without 'v.rnr.s nnd vr ;. "Every lime come out to the 2 hour?), using f.rm f,t:l (a!ruf I n afraid i levator b the COM control f r frtc?in,T. : f it He's there f've -. 1 ten rJ.v I'i rif.ts C servir.K. t end 1 y .i ifs gctt.iig on w c j oj-r'- '.e I ti- - '.s jj'-r- ,, : tW Pv time to My Cad. h.n t'.y. -: there, rr.;i' 8 '"" ,h '.'..'v wt.ii Sue ahd t'.tin M.cl i. 1 v., j, 1 joinmcr, t ; j., a f oi wjf 1 ! 1 ai what a f e .,;-- a!) he .iid alvM bwh.v. Sr-- must so''! thr!" you but 1 fti'l It's srftled," he said, bri-'- y, a d enk like that." v." u settled'" she PTiistr. lovingly. "Surely "Noth.nfi " r Khl ,st l one th;v"Not you what i.t,'Mn!v. 4 'S'itin. how I've ofTend- llej: can ruin your life, Qwntm; ft " i can tell Vicky cvcrythmH it, alabout haven't oflendcd me at all. "If you want to talk a. ) we've me to seem r"u fure mf'hs ago-bethough it n comhe Germany- -" everything there is to say,' y j lt i Service C Bell Syndieate.-W- NU ' you. Vic." !, ,. We i i' i 1 "You're hard Son. gi&tent n;i faV! o' j . eet all right." Quentin answered and !.,psed into silence again. Presently he begin: "There's somclhins I ar.t to say f I h t Cudw-nrth- . Victoria look e J at tim with bt.ght eyes, rr.ethina I've it's probably asked you to say," me said : ei .n!y. N t. you've never a:ked n.e to . ,v it. And it won't dj any r.r-cu-,r tjood for me to say it." V. " r .v,rted. his body bowed i a. his big hand! locked telwem 'n his eye on the f:re, "Pert 'he 1 .? :,se to say Uiis. ' ' - n- - I'm juM I v- - 14 - Tavotita 72ccipL lie's a "I know It ...d man. isn't he. Quent?" But he's Fine. ; i sizes . i f t aftdis- posed of its claim, she had observed mildly; "Quent, Serena Morrison is extremely anxious to get hold of you." That roused him. He turned h!s head to raise dark brows knitted in a faint sccwL "Was that Serena?" "Yes. She must know I often imitate Anna,", Victoria said thoueht-f.illy- . "Out I can't help it. I don't wont to talk to her" 'Telephone often?" Quentin a:k d, with a little cilurt. Lately, yes. She's called ah ut five times today. She usually ;ys see you. but tS it she's anxious she's been saving that Spencer ; ill." They have a ductor," Quent m J dryly. I' ' me?" had rung a second time. And er having for a second time 12 to 20 (30 to 38 bust). Siz requires 3T'a yards of material. Send your order to The Sewing Circle Pattern Dept., 149 New Montgomery Ave., San Francisco, Calif. 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