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Show SUNDAY MORNING, AUGUST 28, 1921. 1 THE OGDEN T . STANDARD-EXAMINF- R IT t. i :& 1 i $1 I! V. Anthony CarMe bl) .1 ? from Last Sunday) (Confd ' : CHAPTER XLII. j r fWO I taUrctly and with more beat ttafi, he was wont to tpea. Trvik ,,. .... , ; short months ago Mrs. Halstead might have pro- -' tested that a departure so unprepared for was impossible. But in those two months she had learned 5 "He reached out quickly and caught her in hi arms. 'Forgive you I' he said. Oh, little nothing girlthere is nothing, " to forgive.' s k 'that ' nothing is impossible where there is great wealth. So, though taken aback, she made no demur. As Marcia said, there was nothing ' really to arrange. Toinette, the maid, was mvaluable, and there was no reason to shut up the flat. ' She would send an address for letters to he forwarded later. She the morning cancelling en t spent for that day, hut gagement "whether by accident or design, she made no mention of her impending ; shrcxd aain. He had smoked out the "Woodbine with wuaual j ; qulclntts; he llged another. Ills ' . f ' ... k ;. ; f, ' v v 4 r 7 ift .: s V . f 'A' :4 1 kindly folk again. The knowledge stunned her at 'tlrst; then it hurt intolerably.! She felt, with a shiver as if she were writing a letter on her deathbed. -Audrey she had always liked; of late that liking had been something deeper, truer. For Araby her feeling of friendship had been singularly instantaneous, and it had developed rapidly into affectioni Her face was a little pale, but she wrote with a steady hand. Audrey's was the longer letter, ' f "We mother and I are going away. We are leaving by the night boat express. I decided, suddenly, last night. We're' going to France Paris first, I think then, perhaps onto the Riviere. After. that-Xnot sure depends entirely on 'my mood and inclinations. : . r - V. T expect you will think me quite " mad, and probably you will be angry with me for not saying 'good-b- y to 'Good-byare you. But don't be. horrid things', I think. Ill write end let you know when we've any ' settled address meanwhile I'm to where we are go-- " quite vague 4ts ing when the Journey's over. ;"I dread It the journey, I mean. Mother is so frail, and I am quite sure I shall be an abpminabla sailor! Do you know, I've never been out of England before "Now, enough of unnecessary chatter. . Do you know, you've helped to give me a very good time these last wonderful weeks, Aiidrey. I shall never forget.it or you; "I wonder If you "will, do some--' thing for me. I am awfully fond of .Araby Trask and I think you are, taio. And fate hasn't been very kind to her, has it as far as the world's goods are concerned, anyhow? And I want her to have a good time-so- me, of the delights that money can buy. I have so much, you know, I leefI'd be happier if other; folks 1 had a little, too. , . " "You have known her longer than' I have; you're not a stranger J Perhaps you can contrive to give her things which she wouldn't take from me and take her about a little. That was . all I could do. Anyway, I enclose a check. You will know what to 'do with It and she; need never guess. 'Vd like to feel she Ja , being happy. "Andi her father, too. I believe eince Mr. Waldron bought that tare he has done better work. " He' seems more sure, to have more confidence in himself. The second portrait is good. I'd like him, for his own sake, to exhibit it. I am telling Araby so. I can't help feeling that if only he gets a little encouragement and sells some of his work he'll forge ahead. "I know, you will understands I like them both so much. And they axe such children, both of them. They want someone to look' after them especially Mr. Trask. , "Yours, MARCIA." , "Do you know, I believe he would be quite jiice looking without hla beard!" She smiled suddenly as she slipped the note into its envelope. Her thoughts had, flown back to that something which she had once surprised, In little Mrs. Alden's eyes Trask. And she sighed as she for emiled. To Araby she wrote: "We're going , away. We'll be gone by the time you. get this. I wish I might have seen you before r Start, but I decided in such a s ,, i -- : x ( v- -- at i 7 .. "" ' ' V.MlHtK . ' W- tKiyT- V . k - .... r f, 1 V f f 1 . ' v : : ( i X " . . i t f ! ' u "'A - : ; : jj m hi i 4 :; t s' . r7" -- ' '" ' " t.i. ' - ... : .j . "rudes!" Mrs. f j . ' 1 X 1 1 f r. i i . A ( ' ' ' She was mora thaa a little ttighV ened at her own emotions; she wai conscious cf a sudden fierce rtiene warrants!" -- " i i , '. . taent ax Inst her father a quick throb of scmithlng. like Jealousy whea she thought cf Marcia of wonder and of psia remembertar Kemp's ohrlouj Interest ia bar. Varsely she bad felt something of this before, but only very vaguely. Bat today there had been a tuEs;tloa la Trask' words to whkh she cou'.d not wholly shut ber ears or her mind. But ih waited without speaking, listening. Tra not scrreUtcx anything." Trask dtfended himself. His glance had shifted to his daafhter curly, gleaming head, and his face looked troubled. "At the same time, it seems to xa that it ta fairly obvious that young Hcsilaer la Interested la Hiss Hals lead rather taore Interested than their abort acquamtaxce - 1 I 't and dry. 9 'J ! opposite to that at which her father was Handing. The color was coming and going ta her chetks, her breath was beating a little heavily la her throat. Her hands tU hot . i 1 , Ehe wondered If Araby remem- ( fcappy-go-lucky- gar bered it, and. wondering, she was more acrry with Marcus Trask thaa she had ver been before. Iler'aa-ge- r made her speak, where other wise she would have been sllenL "Surely," she Cung at htm over her shoulder, "you are not suggesting that anything but the purest coincidence la also taking Ktrnp-to- a to France or MarcIaT" Araby moved abruptly, and walking pa.st her went to the window-se- ( t r west again to Arabj's face. Her breath was coming and going a lltUe quickly; the startled look had deepened la her pretty eyes. Traik's attitude txd prtiented new thouxht to her mind. .Against ber "will ihe found herself looking back to Kempton's agltatloa a night not o long ago when she had uttered her Idle opinion with regard to WaW dron's growing feeling toward Marcia. She heard again his violent -impctilblel" the tinkle of the glass ha had nerrouily swept from the tahle, . ... a th Terhapi!" he agreed "slaeifflyi nd with, a lltU Jerk of her aod-der- s itra. Alden turned her back upon kin. Involuntarily her ejet I i ; ? ". departure. ",. ' In the afternoon she wrote two letters and posted them that evening at Charing Cross. One was to Audrey Alden and the other to Araby Trask. Both were very brief. She had been conscious of a sharp pan? of pain, a hard contracting of her throat as she had penned them. Though their readers never guessed it the"ywere in the nature of letters of farewell. She realized t it herself with a .rather sickening sense of shock. It was unlikely if she remained out of England, as t ehe must if she, was to avoid any future meeting with .Waldron that she would ever seethese merry, trca yes remained fixed dea withcmL And, besides, it' would make me feel like crying to actually say good-by- .' "We've had such a jolly timo together I shall miss them 'awfully and I shall be terribly homesick. IH write as soon as I can. "I'm glad the portrait is finished. Do you know, I believe Ita fearfully conceited, but I do think I should like it to be exhibited! Could it be managed somewhere somehow T I can't help feeling Mr. Trask is going to be famous some day I do hope bo! I don't know anything to write about you won't forget us. will you? . MARCIA. "Imagine me this time t I r t ''!" to-morr- in France! She sent Lady Rosslaer a cheque finally and sat with brooding eyes as she- weighed the letters in her hand. There was upon her a sudden, rather weary wish that she could do more to lighten other people's burdens.. She wondered as' she rose if, in her new environment, after she would -- find it easier come in contact with folks less difficult to shower good things - '' K to-nig- f ht v upon. Some instinct told her that Lady Rosslaer would not be averse to aid whenever she was in need of It. And she stifled a sigh or regret at the fact that the older woman roused in her nov warmer feeling of , friendship. She waa very silent on herway to the station. And, crossing, she lay wide-eyewith an odd of pain at her heart, a fiercestirring yearning for the land she was leaving. There were so many happy memories. And she had been happy . d, ' - " really happy 1 She thanked God for that; then, remembering Waldron's deep gaze and steady hand grip, stifled a hard little throb in her throat. Morning found her a little paje but with very bright eyes. A new world was before her the wonder world of which she had dreamed. The old one lay behind like a drama upon which the curtain has rung; i, J Only" He, too, paused. Thea, with a aigh, he went back to hla easeL Audrey regarded htm for a moment frowningly; thea she shrugged, laughed, and moved a atep after v Araby. "What a funny little man yoa are I ahe murmured. "Ton live la the clouds, Cxd yourself ca earth at unexpected Intervals, and, blinking. Call over a molehill and make a mountain out of It. There, you're too stupid to talk ta Araby, I want you to come cut to with me this afternoon. somehow fed lonely." Araby stirred and turned. The l curious, exprcr'ion was la her eyes, but after a moment ehe amiled. Td lov HI" she declared. But Mra. Aldea was vaguely aware that there was not the wonted enthusiasm in her vole. Ehe jrTe a Jerk cf her shoulders, thea crossed to th door and opened It. "Ill wait la the car." she said. "The mlnicled odors of Woodbines i 3V . 7 Lady Rosslaer received the cheque the following morning. She sat with it in her fingers, looking down at it with unfathomable, curiously brilliant eyes. It was for an almost foolishly generous amount; yet while her breath caught sharply on a sigh of satlef action there was nothing of warmth or gratitude ia her heart. Rather, a deepening sense of injury, of resentment, as well as, of envy. And there was something" else, too something hard, inexorable, watchful. As she, put the cheque away la safety she sighed again. "I wonder." ahe murmured to own reflection in the mirror, her I wonder" . Mrs. Alden's first feeling "upon reading her note was that- of hurt indignation; It changed to bewilderment and then to question. , It struck her, vaguely, that there had - (O lia, ta X - half-wistfu- l, ' V down. V thing strange, not quite compre- hensible. Finally she took a taxi. to Chelsea and swept in upon Araby and Trask la the middle of their decidedly al fresco luncheon. Araby was sitting on the edge of th table, twinging her legs and eating a thin sllco of ham between two thick slices, of bread. Trask. with a look In his eyes and paint liberally smeared on his person. abent far-awa- y h mlndedly devoured cheese and together. A big bottle of beer stood between them. "Have you heard from Marcia?" Audrey anked tho question almost breathlessly. Araby, getting o2 tho laUmtCooiJ TMtar and-wic- BtUm, too. X half-reststfu- dla-atlil- ed (9 11 V been something nnnecensarlly hurried in Marcia's departure some- at o! hurry last night. -- Aide a glowered htm scornfu2y. --They've know each ether quit a while ehe met him at my fiat oftea and as lev Interest of course he's Interested. She's aa In teres ting person. Is Mar eta, what with being a beauty and a mere than csually wealthy woman, whose wealth had come to her rather like a fortune ta a fairy tale, rersonally, X think that rreryon Is Interested la her. It doesn't follow that Kemptca's Interest is U" . She paused. Traak mad a depre t eating gesture. "Quite tor he agreed, -- Quilt table to greet her, nodded rather gloomily. can't undcrjtandher going oC Mrs Aldpn'i 'voice llko that that she waa personally ag. gTlovcd "without a word to any cf us beforehand! It lt'a rotitlvcly And France Is to vasrue." peculiar. Tra-tsuddenly appeared to corrw out of the cloadi. He finished his sandwich, emrtifd hi glass and lighted a Woodbine. Them h naun-tere- d orer to the window. He did, not look at either hla daughter or Mrs. Alden. and when he t poke, his voice was quite casual. "Didn't eorr.eone tell me. he aked, "that onKemp Rosslaer is to-la-g from Spaia also to etraiiht France T" ml ing-gcate- k , d IK CHAPTER XUIL tplte of hU cuual tone, ctnS-ecloui- ly or unconaciously, Traak laid the falnteit pottlhle em-raca the, 'abo," Audrt scarcely, noticed it. but Araby looked cp qoitkly and a lltUe fiush cams Into her face, Why ahouldat her the demanded, then tit her 11 rs fiercely. Traak me rtly thregfed. H did cot answer. And after a talnut Audrey turned and locked from one to tho other, half Questioning. Sotse-thin- jf la Araby'i face startled her. Hho locked at" Trask, the froiru in her derntng -What an utterejrs, fool you are. ilaxcus!" she ejaculated uncompro- - t! and Camembert are quite too much forme. Do a be Ion c" Araby codded rather absently. Aa she door closed she went slowly across to where her father had begun to work exata- - Che slid her hand lijthtly through his arm. "What did you really mesa Jtul now!" h asked. Ehe strove to matter-cfactly, but beHTcVce ipak shook a little. Tratk laid dom bis brushes and rroaned. "I dont know," he retorted. "That is I mean 1 dca"t know if l bud any ressoa la srklrx eo rt alL Only I may be a blind bst fcr the most bet when I do crta rrr eyes I part, sarpo X se aa well a4 6it men. Ic?f fllr tetter! "Anyway. lately it has struck me that r well, thst Kent's Inter t -- f (CCfitlnuii cn JfrxJ ffiffJi |