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Show THE OGDEN STAN DA SUNDAY MORNING, JULY 31, 1921. RD-EXAM1N- 7 V- I I" X'7. o F4 ! nthonv ' f rlyle (Cont'd from Last Sunday) . 40"' CHAPTER XXIX. Introduction of Araby'l Into the conversation Mrs. Aid en had taken Michael Trask's mind momentarily 6f Marcia and her obvious confusion at the mention of Kempton Rosslaer. But he remembered it when he got out into the street, and he sighed. It disturbed him, and he was not easily disturbed. It perplexed him, set him thinking for once of other things than his There were times when Michael Trask was, for all his dreaming, more keenly observant than his friends supposed. And it had struck him that Marcia's man-- ' ner had been not merely confused, him. It lounlsd tost the lesrt bit etratntd. Suddenly he drew her a little closer. "Araby," he asked, -- do you do you care for hlta Just as much as ever? I mean, child, are you quite sure that your feeling for him is real serious?" There was a momenta Uesce. .Then Araby unclasped her hands very gently from his ana sad walked away from him toward the ' .Marcia!" he whUpered, THE words. so low she scarcely caught the "Marcia sweetheart! I want to hear you sayt it that you lore me I" window. Evening shadows wtre falling, a bird was singing, soft throsted, a quivering night song. It seemed to pierce the girl's heart; a little flash of tttrs rose to her eyes, htr hands went up and pressed down over her If tut. Their pressure ovsr the little gold ring hidden beneath her gown la- dented it against htr soft skin. She drew a sudden deep brtata. and an almost passionate longing for Kempton for the sound et his voice la her ears, the clasp et his arms about her was upon htr. She knew a moment's intoltrable ache to be near him a yearnlag that like pain, and which trans-- ' formed her from a girl to all a woman. That 'bird's song brought back memories such memories! She closed her eyes for a moment. Still with them closed she answer en. with a new depth and sweetness la her voice that startled Trask. "I love him! she said." "That is all that I know! That Is all that seems to me to matter." She opened her eyes then and half turned to him. Her face waa transfigured, wonderful. Trask turned his own eyes swsy. -- I will always love him," she said simply. -- - . 1;- It . 2 ' i but agitated. Under ordinary circumstances ha would have shrugged and given It no further thought. But he had "not failed to hear a little of the taik poncerning Kempton's attentions to his daughter, and, remembering her, he was troubled. He stood at the corner of the street hesitating He had been go ing to Join Boris Varnoff at a cafe for the purpose of expounding his own views upon the painting of pictures, but he changed his mind. ' Instead he boarded a 'bus which would-takhim to Chelsea. He was suddenly uncomfortably aware that he neglected Araby. His heart smote' him. There was a great deal of boyishness about Michael Trask. Ha desired, overwhelmingly, as was his fashion, to make up .in some way for his negligence as regards responsibilities. bis parental Wherefore he" descended from the bus half way through the journey. He had remembered, with satisfaction, a certain inimitable French pastrycook's, and Araby's childlike love of puffs and eclairs. He had remembered, too, with a sudden lighting Of his far away eyes, that Jasper Waldron was going to pay him five hundred pounds for, Mar- Hi ; T f. , j ti . J 7 X - e cia's portrait. It was a great deal of money, he "reflected, and, within the pastrycook's, began hurriedly- - searching his pockets. He brought to light a two shilling piece, a sixpence, some rote. He coppers and a spent the lot upon eclairs and had to walk home in consequence. But he felt much better. He found Araby about to sit ten-shillin- g , down to a lonely tea. With Im-- mense enjoyment he watched ber open the cake box, shrugged over the soft scolding she gave him for his extravagance end helped her, appreciatively, to sample the cakes. The meal,,, like most of their meals,, was a merry one. Araby had e hundred and one things to tell him of the day's doings; they found much to laugh about, and at the end of the, meal tucked themselves comfortably into either corner of the broad window seat. Araby produced a box of cigarette a big box of the finest Turkish. She Tit one and began to Emoke, pushing the box across to her father. ; She smoked quickly and without taking the cigarette from between her lips. Trask looked up at her with raised brows. "Who's extravagant this time?' he demanded. The girl laughed. "Not I! Marcia sent, them to me ' and a great box of marrons glace as well! She is spoiling me altogether! I've never had so many expensive cigarettes and sweets s and and feminine .in my dep-recatlng- ly fal-lal- life!" She slid out a long, slender leg In a black silk stocking. V '"Real silk!" she informed him; "and a dozen pairs! Imagine It! She surveyed the shapely limb complacently before tucking it away under her again. Through thick clouds of smoke Trask watched her. After a moment he -- ' asked abruptly: "You like Marcia Halstead?" "Ever so much! Araby assured him promptly. "I don't think anyone could help it. "She's so good tempered, and genuine and generous! 'I suppose I ought not to take as much as I do from her she's always giving something and she seems to really enjoy it. I think she would be quite' hurt if I refused. She's a dear! The sort of person you read about but never meet with! One of the few who like other folks to have a good time as well as themselves. And ,3he does have a good time, does Marcia. Goes everywhere worth i t . "AJ-ways- But for long after Trask had overhauled a few sketches and departed with tome of them under his arm she made no attempt to light the lamp. She sat curled up on the window seat, watching the shadows gather, listening to the last, "sleepy note of the bird's song thinking dreaming. Sometimes she smiled. But for the most part her eyea were wistful. There had been something In the way Trask had apoktn, rather than in what he had said, which left her puxxled. disturbed. He had seemed to deliberately connect Kemp's absence with his previous allusion to Marcia's relationship A; I going, sees everything worth seeing and wears everything worth wearing! Yet she's not a bit selfish with it; And she enjoys a night at one of the studios,, smoking cheap cigarettes and eating sardines, accompanied by bottled beer, as much as she enjoys her Ritz lunches and dinners and suppers. It's that I like about her. She enters into the spirit of the entertainment, whatever it Is." She tossed the stump of her cigarette out of the window and reached out for another. "Chuck us the matches, dear man!" she requested. She added, as he obeyed, "If her fortune wasn't quite so stupendous I'm beginning to think she'd spend more than half of it In no time. She Just buys whatever she wants,! whatever it costs! She's got a car now Jasper helped her choose it. Oh, my dear! It makes me shiver with delight just to look at It! And then she simply throws money at people who do anything for her." She laughed softly, staring out Into the quiet garden. "She gave a man who opened a taxi door for her a note the other night; & perfectly woman who was singing outside one of the theatres a pound! Audrey was quite cross with her told her the creature'd spend the lot In a publio bouse before the evening was over. But Marcia only smiled though there was suchi an odd little sad look in her eyes. She Just said that she'd rather believe the best of people than the worst, and that it was just possible the woman was hungry. My dear, one just has to have Marcia when she looX3 like that! - ten-shillin- g awful-lookin- g ? , And kiddies!" She laughed again a throaty, soft little laugh that was oddly sweet. "Whenever she sees a child outside a toyshop or a sweatshop she just rushes them in and buys things for them! She positively revels in rlaying with Treasury notes, I can assure you! Trask flicked the ash off his " cigarette delicately. He did not speak, and Araby turned after a moment In shrewd, swift "questioning. "Don't you like her? she demanded, and Trask made a hasty gesture. I find, her "But, of course! charming quite, as you say, irre-. to the w .'-- 1 , J V i i IN v- - that she should suffer, In the slightest degree, filled him with f Rosslaer's stepmother are V -- Marcia? "Marry! Oh, dadl" Araby got up quickly and coming to his side clasped her hands over his arm, half laughing. "Are Aud- rey's matchmaking propensities contagkKis? Marcia's hardly had a chance to fall in love yet!" Trask looked thoughtfully Into the pictured eyes. "I don't know, about that," he murmured. "Any-rait strikes me shell have Plenty of chances, quite ' soon If she hasn't had them alreadv ' By' the way. how Is it we're bo little of Kemp Rosslaer seeing lately?" y. II' L. 0' k V 9 s abruptly: CHAPTER XXX. - marry! grief. And, from the beginning, he had dreaded that her intimacy with yousg Rosslaer would bring her suffering. He looked at her now, out of the corner eye, watched the mountsaw the shadow over the ing color, soft young face the unconscious wlstfulness of the eyes. The sense of responsibility was upon him more strongly than ever. "He was rather more' of a blunderer than most men, and now, with the memory of the confusion in Mir-cla- 's eyes at the back of bjs mind, he persisted la his desire to learn if there was any change la his He asked, daughter's feelings. of-hi- RABY started K tion. low at tho ques It had seemed to significantly fol- upon Trask's remark concerning Marcia, She looked at him quickly and half frowned. Then,. she lifted one shoulder in a light shrug. ' . ' . we?" she She spoke evenly, but Trask did not fall to catch a new half note of seriousness' In her tone. Her half averted face wore a little shadow of which she was "Are counter-questioned- unaware. Trask smothered a second sigh. 'After a moment she went on, looking with unnecessary lntentness at the portrait. "He comes and goes, you know but you're nearly always out when he comes here." "He does come here stilt, then?" The question was eager rather than tactful. A faint color rose la She anAraby's clear cheeki. swered lightly enoughi "Dear man! Of course he does. .WhyT Trask did not answer Imme-diately. The uncomfortable seme of being disturbed was upon him again, the frown made a line between his brows once more. He had always regarded the growing, intimacy between his daughter and Kempton Rosslaer. with misgiving when he had thought about it at alL Ho felt that however greatly young Rosslaer might like her world ho was not of It. He belonged to a different sphere. Trask had heard, more or less . ' . vAraby are things the same tween you be- as they were a little while ago?" She Araby started sharply. face to turned her him and fully for a moment there was a Cash of uneasiness In her eyes. The color leaped to her temples, then faded. The same," she uttered, almost la a gssp. Then, with a nervous laugh. "Dad, dear! What do "you mean? Why why should thty be altered?" Trask rumpled hit hair afresh. He looked troubled. "I don't know. No reason at all, wondered. I of course. Only me he struck thought perhaps it a as so much while show up didn't since" He trailed off rather aimlessly. Araby laughed; but the sound of the laugh did not wholly relieve . 11 , dreaming again. Her head drooped against the frame of the window. With the shadows all about her she went back, step by step, over every little Inch of the way she had trodden with Rosslaer at her side; back to the magic of the first wonder the first awakening the first, wild fluttering knowledge of her own heart. Back through the glow and the glamour hand In hand with LoTe. Traek found her atUl there when be came in at two in the morning. Her hand waa clenched up over her heart. She looked like a tired child, and her lips were still curved In a smile. Bat her lashes were wet, and there were stains of tears upon her cheeks. ' In the soft candlelight, shaded by his palm, Trask looked down at her. Then he set the candle at the other end of the window seat and stooped to raise her very gently, 3 rr!" he muttered, explosively. In his throat as she itirred In his arma "this lovsi" etea i some sort of cousins?" He spoke casually, selecting t f other cigarette, but he saw her swift start, the look of surprise In her eyes. "Why no! But are you sure 7 "Quite. It was mentioned between her and Mrs. Alden this evening while I was there. It appears she Miss Halstead is din-in- g with the Rosslaers on Sunday. He got up and stretched himself. Then' he sauntered across to the second, unfinished and 'smaller portrait and- stood looking at It "Certainly," he murmured. "She has beauty and personality I wonder what sort of man ghe will indirectly, of Lord Roslaer's feeling toward Araby. He resented It, dleep In his heart. Bat he understood it. Hs sighed a little now and rumpled his hair with an Irritable hand. He 'wanted Araby to be The thought happy. . GrMt ErtUJa SliTsta Zmtrtwi. 1 j s's Rosslaers.-- She stirred restlessly. Watching the paling sky she told herse:f that she was utterly foolish becoming fanciful Yet, as the bird's song died, and the garden became she shivered. Then her fingers sought the clr--, cle of the ring that lay ovtr her heart. She , smiled again, tremulously, with misty eyes and fall to X X: sistible. She has the gift of sym pathy of under- standing. And her wealth has not spoiled her. By the way, did you know that she and Kemp-to- n !" , r CHAPTER XXXlV . was Waldron who ahook htn-te- if free first from the rapture that held 'and intoxicated bin. . He glanced at the little leather cot ered clock; thenstill holding Marcia fast he lifted the speaking tuba, , As he sat back ahe stirred, Ing a lltUe. and Instantly his arm gripped her closer. Its all right." he aald. Kep still sweetheart!" His voice sounded thici; la the shadows his face was very- pats. But atiil his eyea burned. Marcia met them and turned htr own like away. Her blood was running waa she her Came through veins; of ca fire shaken to the depths her scared and glad glad with ana poignant gladness that brought ache to her throat She obeyed aad remained mo (Continued cn Xext regt) - . |