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Show THE SALT LAKE TRIBUNE, SUNDAY MORNING, AUGUST heP lplCSS' Hoi. 27, 1922. A Surprising Tale of By Hugh MacNair Kahler Love and Business. Illustrated by B. F. Bchabelitg. I Ml year. ht Lescott now For evgral Everett, Washington. years I have had trouble with the lowest part of my back and my hips and my legs ao, Mias Lescott ? would ache wit that Pat abolished them both with a sweeptired ache. I could ing, backward gesture of her left hand. hardly stand on my "Nine and eight are seventeen and six is twenty-fou- r feet at timea. I waa .run along end h, play! Im busy!" always able to do my Jeseon'a face diverted Cornelia, so that work although I did the longed to laugh outright. H waa re- noi-o- not vour "youll neve? marry trpe. But your Independence doesnt pre- vent you from needing lo e you may not know that, jet, but you'll find It out me day. We're all alike." If you mean that I I'm lonely Hah! Beginning to notice that there' eomethlng missing. In spite of the business and the money and the success" Thought Id have to argue It with ypu- - trying so hard to look pleated! "rture cousin' a wonderful girl, Mlsa Lescott." Ha spoke wistfully aa they struck through the pines toward the clubhouse. T've never met env other girl who had that faculty of decision s completely devemped as she ehe always knows exactly what she wants and exIta actly how to get it." He' sighed. a great thing I envy it in her, because so entirely lacking in me. itsCornelia was suddenly sorry for him; he was much more boyish than ever. "You're in luck, M.as Leacott, he went on. "You and I are a lot adke. dont you " He flushed and think? I I mean "I stumbled, suddenly mean that we both eeem to to lean on stronger characters. Ive noticed how you "I suppose there's a certain she admitted, checking kn impulse to enlighten him. He came back to the top.c as they left thi1 tee 'I keep thinking what a splendid wife ahe'll make soma lucky chap." he told A girl like that could do anyth'ng her. he peased with a fellow, I suppose." She probably prefer her Independence. said Cornelia, dryly. I doubt the possibility of her marrying anybody." "Oh. (hell never have a chance to escape " He paused to play a gloomy brassy shot to the edge of the green. "A girl like that "Don t be too aure," Cornelia spoke "Men dont like competent tartly women. Her voice tightened. "Theyre ell alike In that it a the eilly sort they lose their heads about " There's something in thatHe nodded soberly, "I suppose it natural enough, too. The sillier a girl ia tha better a man looks to himself. But I think you're wrong about your couain, all the tarn." 'It doesn t matter much. She'll never be willing to submerge her Individuality." She spoke with flnsulty and he dropped the subject as as he had Introduced it. Theyabruptly talked for a doaen hole. The quality of hisgolfgame irritated per; a man with such outrageous form had, the feit, no right to score threes and four. If I'd married a girl like that twenty year ago. I'd be a different animal," he announced suddenly. Makes me feel as if Id missed the whole target, eome-Juat thlnga all my puttered life He glowered at his driver. "Look at that club! Took rre a vear to it .balanced! If Id had the right get sort of wifa she d have put her foot down hard on that sort of thing. Cornelia Lescott laughed. I suppose It does sound funnv Hs gTlnned ruefully. "But I cant help thinking I d have done eomethlng, if Id had the luck to She laughed again. Thats a refreshing variation on the Adam theme, at W hat would you have done if least. you'd been prevented from whittling out those those shilalahs? She and had wondered about hia business If hs , had one. It waa really that he never talked about It queer himself. Pat tnojght that he muet be ashamed of it. Cornelia eaked the question now on Impulse, anxious merely to change the subject. "Oh. I dont know. Invented something else, I suppose something useful and sensible, with a pot of money In it, like the lathe." he grinned. "I got more fun out of making those club, though The lathe? Her mind sped along a suddenly opened afenue of associations. The Jesson lathe! " She caught her "Why why, you self up sharply, remembering Just In time. If Pat didn't see the Inconsistency between the Cornelia Leecott who owned and managed the biggest factory in Lake City and the Cousin Cornelia who could not keep her check stubs straight, th discrepancy would be plain enough to others. . . . "Youre an inventort then she "How Interesting? Tell me, about it I've always thought it must be wonderful He shrugred and wagged bis heed "Oh. there's nothing to tell. I just fiddle st things, and now and Then there's a lucky Idea. Let' forget It I don't want to begin thinking again. If I do. Ill have to go home and tackle that a scheme I was working on when I knocked off. She played her second ihot thoughtinto a yawning sand pit. That Jenfully son! And shes taken it for granted that he was insignificant Random recollections cam back to her; ther was a die press which bore his name. too. She watched his play with a sudden respect; It wasnt a combination of eccentricity and luck now, but a pure science, with reason behind every seeming absurdity. No wonder you wanted to make your own clubs, she said, as they met at the gren. "And I'm not surprised any more that you can use them!" He turned toward her with a glow in his look. "It' Juat my old monomania, Lost motion. I hate It you know. wherever I tea it I Just have to drop what Im doing and see whether there's a way of cutting it out." He sank a long putt aitd repeated hia wistful head shake. . "That' why Ive been glooming over my wasted year, he went on. "Somehow. since Ive been down here. I've felt s if they'd been lost motion and nothing else. She could understand now. It was Pat. of course the sheer, abundant youth of her. that vivid, eager life ahe seemed to radiate it came auddenly home to Cornelia Leacott that Pat made her. too. feel old and futle, s If all those busv fruitful years had been, as Jesson said, lost motion. No wonder he wanted her Sh met his eye and was puszled by the sudden purpose in them. If Huny phrey Jesson wanted Pat, ehe thought, ho'd get her! "That wa fin. he aald. Let have another round tome time She liked that. He didn't forget h's manners. She made up her mind to help if she could. . . , resem-b'ance- "You needn't I know And Ive tried " can look ahead. Dr. Charlie twinkle went out Iho of his eyes. Cornelia, that s the whole I suppose vou went about It as trouble If It were a business proposition eh Undertook to make that girl fond of you by "Well, how else could I do It? I thoughMh&t If I gave her things I knew she ached for, she d 1 ' He shook hie head slowly- r- "Queer when you're keen as a knife about most thing, too. The more you did for her. the better you liked her and all It got you waa thanks'" Sh nodded. "I didnt like her. at first. I dont know why I do now She ab-- : eolutely selfish, and as cold as a wet shoe, and "And yet you've been wanting to cry because she hasnt taken the trouble to aend you a postcard e.nce she left, eh? Happened before, haan't It? Took that "other couain of yours abroad with ou, yaar before last, didnt you?" Cornell leacott nodded. Amy had forher aa quickly as Eleanor. ' gotten I cant make peonle like me. It must be a gift that I dont posses "Ratal You cant make people like you bv the methods jou'd ues to win a the whole That friendship! trouble, Cornelia you're so efficient! You made em both everlastingly conscious that you were doing thlnga for them. And human be It takes a pretty broad-gaug- e ing to love a fairy godmother!" He leaned hla elbows on his desk. Look here, girl: If youve got any more young female relations, try the other, thing on the next one. Qlve her a chance to manage you. Lean on her. A business Is a good thing to love but It can't love beck. You try my method and eee If It doesn't work ' Cornelia Lescot t smiled thinly as she drove to her office. Twice bitten, thrice shy, she told herself. Amy and Eleanor bed taught her that she wasn't the type to attract and hold a girls affections. Tb same qualities that had made her a success as a business woman made her a failure as anything else, t The office seemed to echo the assurance e she attacked her days mall briskly. The big, cheerful room, with Its effect of solid accomplishment, welcomed her amiably into the life for which nature must have expressly fashioned her. Her morning conference with Carewe It was clear deepened the Impression that Carewe regarded her purely aa a bualnesa personality. She found a gentle satisfaction In his respect; he waa competent to judge and he never flattered. "When do you expect to leave, Mias Lescott? HIS brisk question "brought her back to the unwelcome topic. "Im not sure that Ill go at all," ahe said slowly. "Va" cations tire me more than work He shook his head decidedly. "That's a If me let mistake. say to. It may you'll tire you more than staying on tha job. but it doesn't tire the same muscles and nerves. That' the point. I hope you'll deeldo to go, a, usual. She guessed that he liked to be left In control He didn't miss her, ahe -thought He'd be glad when she went. Probably they all felt the same way. None of them had any feeling about her except aa ahe concerned their material conditions. As a person she simply didn't matter. -- "Oh. I suppose I'll go; as usual,- - she raid Ust'.ees'v "It seem like more of a nuisance this year, that's all. Ill let you know when I dscidc " He gathered his papers and went out. She plunged Into her own work with a sense of escape. After all, there waa always the business. It was hers, not merely In the sense of ownership, but by right of creation: she'd built It up from the struggling little plant her father had left behind him. She loved it, she told herself, and it was worth loving, better worth loving than shallow, selfish g.rls who Dr. Charlies voice seemed to sound In her ears"You can love a buslneea, ail right, but it can't love .back . . . and you need eomethlng that can." She sat up straight, her lips tight a queer stinging sensation In her eve She could ask George oldest girl and tee whether there wa anything in Dr. Charlie's aystem. Pot enoe, wasnt it? She mutt he nineteen now. George never ceuld make money, and there were three or four younger children She opened a drawer and drew forth a sheet of hr personal letter paper. Let-- , tera came easily, as a rule, but she found herself phrasing this one mentally, her pen poiaed and reluctant. "Dear Patience (no, they d probably eaJl her Patty at home) Dear Patty Dont you want to spend a month or two with me, this winter, somewhere In the 1 aouth? I think you d enjov the change " Mlae Leacott shook her head The ' wrong key, altogether. Eh wrote awtftly. her Hpa grim. "Dear Patty: I've been ordered south for the winter, end I don't want to go alone I know that you'll find it tiresome to travel ke me. but If you'll ; with an old woman com sdong-JT- i be ever so grateful I ex- -' pect to go to Cedarcreet for February and March. I'm sure you'll like i She snook her head again. Then she i Inserted a word: T'm not sere vou like It there, but It seems the most sultab.e me." for place She considered once more She d sent EJeanor and Amy checks, with their Invitations, to make sure that thev'd have no worry about their clothe. Should she do It again? She decided in the nega- Uve. added wPrds of conventional . to George end his wife, and . . , signed abruptly. "Cornelia Patience had dispensed with the dutiful prefix of Cousin" some time during their first hour together "Cornelia Leacott, do you know what you've done? Youve com away without your puree end the ticket are m tt! That a gorgeous way to begn a trip" ! Cornelia Leacott managed to look decently blank. "Oh, dear! I left It on the dressing tsbla, where Id be sure to see It, too. IVe ll have to go back and that means " well miss the train. I auppose "Not this time. I saw it lying ther and brought U along." .Patience exhib ited It. Cornelia laughed helplessly. "Youd better carry the tickets, anyway I eeem o b d to that there no telling what Til do with them. All right. It would be better. I guess." Patience put the green elip In her own I handbag and closed It with a snap. wa going to, anvway I can see that things 'Ik that worry you. and voue Supposed to be getting a rest. I like It. I do, really She touched Cornelias wrist lightlv. The contact reconciled Cornelia to ItVr duplicity and it penalty. Patience liked her, not a a matter of duty and decency, . but spontaneous!:'. -- - . - . 1 11 ew abaent-minde- ' ," 11 yet" bu-a- Would Hips Back and Have That Tired Ache " garded him illently. don't matter," he The cold hand went on. more briskly, "Youve been overworking, of courae, end your circulation below par, but that'll take car of itaelf when you go aouth, Cornelia. But " the other thing 'Cant be helped," ahe Interrupted quietly. He shook hla head. "How old are sou. Cornelia? I forget " She managed to rap "Thirty-seven.- " ; STAIID AT TIMES laughed at the visible conflict of emoclear tion. however. It wo pathetically comthat he --wished to insist on Pat's ing and ,aw no wav of managing it without seeming ungallant towarLher hostess Oh thats too bad a great day Ilk this! Better come along end straighten out the check tonight. Dont you think "Nobody love you and your hand ax told. That all these wrong with you, Cornelia." Dr. Charlie Brett grinned Impudently behind the protection of hi seventy-eig- COULD HARDLY ' not feel good. 1 taw Lvdia E, Pinkhama Vegetable Compound advertised and having heard several praise it I decided to at the present try it. I feel first-rat- e time. It has done wonders for me and I keep it in the house right along. I always recommend it to others who are sick and ailing." Mrs. J. M. Sibbest 4032 High St., Everett, Washington. To do any kind of work, or to play for that matter, ia next to impossible if you are suffering from some form of female trouble. It may cause your back or your legs to ache, it may make you nervous and irritable. You may be able to keep up and around, but you do not feel good. Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound is a medicine for women. It is especially adapted to relieve the cause of the trouble and then these annoying pains, aches and "no good "feelings disappear. It has done this for many, many women: why not give it a fair trial now. - Oh. well manage In the lower," Patience said before Cornelia It had not been easy, though, and she felt the effect of the week a masquerade aa she leaned back with genuine weariness. The moment ehe relaxed her vigilant watch upon herself the old habit of asserted itself; again and again aauthority they explored the stores, she had caught that decisive ring In her voice, had stopped in the act of assuming command of the expedition. And she had needed diplomacy, too. to prevent Patience from restocking her wardrobe with absurdly unsuitable things As It waa, she had yielded a good many times. She could manage to give most of those unsuitable clothes to Patience, before their excursion wav oer, w thout seeming to be overgenerous She compelled herself to stand passjvelv out of tha way as Patience commandeered poiters and super'ntended .the transfer of their hand luggage to the train. The Pullman conductor came to them as the train started. Somebody had blundered. the upper berth in their section had been resod, and every Inch of space waa occupied In the rest of the train. He hated to oak It, but Corns. la Lescott drew in her breath for a curt refusal; she had paid for a sect. on, and held proofs of her right to It. . But Patience was too quick for her "Oh, we'll manage in the lower When there's such a crowd mistakes are bound to happen The rival claimant stood behind the conductor, a tall tired man. queerly In his visible embarrassment. She classified him Instantly; the tvpe of man which la foredoomed to be bullied and n by cabman and waiter and clerk, without protest or resentment "I 1 could find room in the day coach conductor I'd rather not disturb these " ladies could refuse. Ha nodded as Pat Issued her commands. "That s what I'd like to do." he declared "It must be fine to know Juat what you want like that." He mus be pretty helpless If he really envied the girl a trivial declslvenes like that. Cornelia discovered presently that he hved at a club A bachelor when v thing about him fairly shouted that he needed a wife! A clever woman might have made something of this man, she thought. He was intelligent the forehead and eyes would have told her so much, without the evidence of his speech. Given a strong incent ve and wise, loyal management, he'd have amounted to something better than a winter golfer probably a duffer, even at that. ev-er- When there's a crowd mistakes are bound to happen. She allowed him to pay for the dinner, negligee and a pile of pillows while Pawith only a feeble It amused her tience unpacked all the trunks. to see that Mr. protest. Jesson did not I eay. Cornelia " Patience interruptthe Item of the bill, nor countverify hla ed an incipient drowsiness. and was a dollar change, twice too much, .Yes? by her standards, as a tip. . . . T've Just realised why Im having such a good time with you. I I didn't expect Overnight, winter fell behind; in the to, you know. morning they drove through a grove of She flushed under Miss Lescott's quesIn a am'able sun and canrht tioning gaae. pines a glimpse clear, of a golf course, "I I wa afraid youd be bossy Amy awav from the hotel where stretching flowering said something that gave me that idea, shrubs threw a bank of yellow and white f guess. But you arent youve let me against the somber evergreens. run I love it, you know, and at Cornelia was able to hold her tongue homethings. they just esn't get it through their while Patience three suite inspected head that Im grown up. You" she bargained cleverly over rate and ordered kissed Cornelias cheek "you're just, a breakfast for both. She even submitted to a decree which relegated her to a dear." Cornelia Leecott set her teeth on a renewed resolution. She could feign helplessness all winter, she thought, if it paid its dividends in such coinage. . . . brow-beate- "Oh, that's all right" Patience ,, .vN? ? Inter- vened again "Well manage perfectly She changed her seat, leaving the forward one vacant, and gestured toward It so compellingiy that the matter settled Itself. The conductor vanished fnstintlv It's very good of you. The Intruder stowed golf bag and suitcase clumsily over tumbled both and apologised breath.esaly to Pat ence Miss Leacott smiled faintly st this. It was evident that, even to the eye-The beholder the girl was In charge Patience rearranged the mars possessions with brisk e'ficiency. leaving foot room for ail three Thanks." He beamed gratefully. "I suppose I ought to have checked my clubs, but they're so apt so break 'em In the baggage car. And I made most of these" mvself. so that I tn rather tender of em Mi I escort felt her brow lift. If he made golf clubs, he must be a profes--tnia- l. little as he resembled those she had encountered. She had the democracy of most business women, but the prospect of shar.ng a section all the way to Cedar-crewith a man who made his living from a game affronted her nevertheless. "You made them?" Patience was instantly Interested "May I see" I never have found a wooden club I liked." He unlocked the bag. grinning Mis Lescott hereif was aware of a prodding cunos.tv. Golf clubs always appealed to her mechanical bent She leaned forward to Inspect the driver he exhibited, her brows mounting again. It was a monstrosity a freak, a huge, misshapen head at the end of a whlp-lasshaft "My own notion" he explained "Not much for looks, but the principle s right, I think Plenty of weight tn the head and a whippy shaft I can get good with it when I time the swing right a violently He elaborated heretical theory of the golf stroke. Illustrating tt with other distorted clubs a brassy even more swollen that h: driver, a set of iron over which Ml's Lescott shook her head In aient compassion. He wasn't a professional; he belonged to the opposite extreme an amateur tinker, chasing the of an e ghty with a bagShe studied him delibful of freaks. erately He must be well past fortv ; old enough to do something better worth doing than Her eye apfiddl.ng with golf clubs praised his clothes, he wasn't poor, but neither had he the look of a money getter. Nice manner and a pleasant voice, and a trick of amiling suddenly. In an aDneasing fash'on, aa if to apologise for A time no waster, talking doubt, but leas offensive than mostf 'Idler. Oh ves I generally spend a while down ther every winter. It's a good wav of resting, and I d rather do my work when it's warm She lifted her brows again as he answered Patience s blunt He did something then He question had good hand, ahe saw long, strong fingers, which moved easily as he gestured She could see that they, were marked with manual labor. Except for that, he might be a professor of something but professors couldn't take long vacations In midwinter A librarian, or a chemist or a writer, maybe some profession in which ha did not need to be a business man. anyway. "Lost motion, that' all pure inefficiency." Thev had come back to golf, and he waa criticia'ng the form of one ef Patience' minor divinities. "That tremendous swing is ehowv, but it doesn't show you what I mean help a bit. 1 when we get on the course By dinner time they bad settled down to something like acquaintance. Patience had managed that rather deftiv. Miss Lescott conceded. Jesaon the name had e fantlv familiar sound, but ehe could not trace the association. She submitted without protest to a tacit assump-tc- n that tney share a table. She let the irLrr'er for her "I hats to fr,r she explained. "And Pats so myself, clever about it. Order for three, then. He grinned. "I always lose my way in these cards." , It was a very little frown no more than a flicker of shadow across Humphrey Jeseon's burned face, but Cornelia Leecott saw and translated it. It was natural enough, eh conceded tolerantly. Her careful dependence on Pat's blithe capaJessona plans bility interfered with rather often. It wa clearly interfering now, while he waited for Pat to finish untangling the intricate confusion of Cornelia's check book before starting for tha links. Miss Leacott was quite willing to Interfere. a little, with the progress of an which sometimes worried hen. intimacy was Jesaon perfectly harmless, jo be sure. She distinctly liked him, in spite of hta manifest shortcomings as a perHe made her think of a son of affair boy, overtaken unaware by the sly years, 9 " . ' f. , of Ill rweetly, Jesaon aaid again. go, well, why dont you? Im Well, going a boy who had never found time to grow up. But he wouldn't do for Pat. They had left their rooms at the Inn for the greater nrtvaev and space of n cottage three cheerful rooms cuddled among hollie and Junipers a few ateps tfu-' a from the hotel,-wher- e they continued to take their meals. The change enabled Cornelia to develop a number of disabilities which would have been wasted in the the inn itself, and gave Patiedc agreeable sensations of managing a house with none of lta penalties. It incidentally provided Humphrey Jesson with a comfortable place in which to spend most of hie evenings and occasional rainy afternoons. . "I can't possibly finish this in time to Pet spoke crisply, play this afternoon. with an energetic Jerk of her bobbed head. "You two run along without me I cant add atralght- - when you're here, even If you dont whisper. face. It Miss Lescott watched Jesaon said Cornelia pusilei her to observe that he brightened She could have before he frowned st . h die-tan- 11 -- dite i OUT OF THE GOLDEN PACK Continued from ftg On hand. Unbelievably swift and capable at e machinery f.nds It hard to attain the elasticity, the prehensile hinge. Ike power of the hand, frail and white as it may appear It is not a capacious shovel but undeniably it Is a shovel of a sort And quite early in life most hands have learned how to handle mud In the shape of good mud Afterward Stephen Bentlewin never pies. recommended the feat to other motorist indeed, deemed it best not to strain their credulity by te.ling them what had been done. But when he had, contemptuously for a while, then curiously for a wnlle. watched Lattice's quick, Tierce handfuls of clay A r.ayey spoke waa clear of clay. A submerged tire seemed not so hopelessly submerged. Beside a second wheel, h dropped to his "knees, and began fiercely to disenUgle a car with the best at hand Five minute ten fifteen Hard breathtng, strenuous arms. Twenty the rim of one wheel was free, resting .on comparatively solid underclay Thirty another rim. agreed to come out and be good. Forty Stephen aprang lo hia feet Prettv t t.te center, 4 think fie eald. II "I motor the breathing hard try ' He sprang Into the again, all open front seat, applied power, waa rewarded by a rebellious but effective puff.ng. He threw open a clutch waited breathlesaly and the car backed aiowly but surely out of its limited bed and on to good solid ground at the rear. Lettice, who had waited with straining eves and ears, clambered in breathlessly beside him. She was a toiled, gr.my person. The white silk dress wa forever ruined Her slippers were mud carriers. Her fingernails werg, black and broken, Her de.icate face waa smeared eut of all beauty of hue. But Stephen Bentlewin did not waste much time Inspecting her appearance. He looked at his watch once, then the ear was turned snout about end was shooting1 back to the original crossroads, where, haturally enough, other headlight were belatedly gleaming now that their assistance waa not needed motor. st. hailed, reported A passing that a washout had. been repaired. "Sure since noon.'' In silence Stephen, shot down the road. It ribboned on, became crowded with other cars, noisy with honks, aprang at last in Chifago a immediate outskirts, boulevard. became Slower, finally, with k boulevard Impeding wheels-- , countless cars to be passed discreetly or made way for. stops at crossings, the upheld arms of many traffic officers, the conspicuous' fronts of a thousand garages. times her sat n sllpnerg wet and muddy from the walk. boariet burned out bright on both delicate cheeks "I'm sorry." ehe stammered "I aiah Id let 'Dan drive you I'm - ' in "It cant helped." he said politely. "Juat bad luck, that's all ' "You'll always b.ame me!" "Not at all," he said, too politely "Perhaps Mr. Wettles can wait till morning." "He be a dead mn In the morning Aren t there other surDesperately geons at the hospital who But I'm afraid ' a voice Plenty. could not keep down b.tter apprehension he'll be boneheaded enough to wait for me, minute after minute, which wont help his temperature. He stared down grimly at the big motionless wheels, so competent but so useless now. The hubs m.ght have leered at him above the clay which held tires and lower spoke. It ia the irony of modern inventions that a time they can so stubbornly diaplav their limitations. Lattice gave another very ahort, frightened breatlvand. her two white, ungloved hands clenrehd at her sides. Bentlewin s expression was Stephen forbbtddlng, although it wss more concerned with Hammond Wettles than with her. To the women, hwever. ah had hoped Again a short breath of fright. But her own two hand clenched, must have her desperate inspiration. given "If-the - wheels won t leave the Clay," ahe said, a little wildly, perhap the clay will consent to leave the wheels." And, saying this, she dropped to her knees, regardless of her white silk drees, and beran fiercely to pull the clay frith her hands from a tire and the lower part of a hub. She flung her handfuls to the Side of the road. "Lettice! "It the only way!" "Thi Is preposterous! Ip the first place. It would take us hour i ' Til eee!" One end of her tulle scarf fell In front of her. With a soiled hand She flung it back. "A clay bed fiv feet by. say, ten by eighteen Inches deep we'll hope it's no deeper st the rat of two handfuls a second "Lettice! Get up! I Insist! Look at He wa your gown, ybur ecarf angry, aa at a silly and hysterical did. Ha took hold of her She wrenched from h's hold. "No!" Two fast, full hands cljtched. tossed her skirts pressed so 'their ruin in the mire that her 'knees found. A marvelous instrument ) the human 11 . Mf thor-ough- ly Man-mad- disen-tangle- loose-excep- rs and finally the great red door of the hospital. Lettice was sitting in her seat when It was reached wearily at last. Stephen looked at hi watch aa ho brought car to an abrupt atandatill. Eleven that. He jumped out. with a little nod at Lattice, inside the door an attendant met him. "Is he here?" he asked the attendant. Ten minute." Swiftly, with professionally unmoved countenance, made his way to an elevator. fifty-eigh- From that hours later On a elevator straight-backe- d he emerged two chair, for the convenience of visitor. Lettice tat: a patient, soiled, drooping figure. "You still here! Why in the world "I wanted to learn If he will be all right?" "I think ao. Iv not been willing to leave until now. But unless unforeseen compllcat.ons set in "Then then she tried bravely to hold a soft underlip steady you won't" "Won't what?" "Bern me? " T "Why. In no'TasA !" She said it quietly enough, "O, with conviction. "Youd alwava have seen a dead man beside me whenever you thought of me Her dark blue eyes were lifted to hia. Stephen Bentlewin brushed a hand across h.a own eye. On her cheek there waa a great splotch of clay. That aervsd as suggestive link, doubtless: as memorys But it wss odd with what disfillip. tinctness he hw, not Lettice Towns in a wiry roadbed, but a small, bent, woman on a miry northern sand hillside one shaft of her old buggy had broken and she was eut of her seat and trying patiently to mend It with a bit of twin found by the way. Odd that in two women s eyes there could be the earn deep, glow aa , understanding He had the sensation of having built a long and unnecessary barrier against what waa very good in life. With that tenderness which denotes a peculiar possession. he took out h',s handkerchief to aipe the clay from her face. "Never mind," ehe said with a flush. Before tn At least enough to wide eves of a hospital doorman he put hla lip to the wiped cheek, A little abheritage he sently. too. ' Because of his was pitying some other men Bicklnea, Korffer. Graisy. He would find In hi future what they had pitifully mlsed.( wind-brown- (Cqpyrlgh. 1922, by Ida M. Evans.) at d. I SoU SKAT. Hufcd. ftf XLI Cl 2S There' nothing accidental about them 'He does hit a mean bail with that dinky little swing." conceded Pat. "Let's I don t feel like dancing to,m ? night. She In the living-roohesitated door. ,, Is Mr. Jesson coming over, I suppose so. Ho didnt aay anm ything' "Then I'm going to bed now! I'd last out the evening, and it wouldneyer be Pointed if I dropped ealeep in my ?rt chair. You and he can have a gorgeous wallow In machines." Her door closed firmly on Cornelia's protests and Jeason's br,ef tap eeemed to come as a feeble echo. He ran an inquiring glance about the room. Cornelia waa sorry for him. "Paia In bed she tired herself out over that check book, I'm afraid." v I mean that Im eorrV 'To I'm sorry. she' tired. He fumbled with hi hat. X, s "Perhap! I'd better not atop I mean youre tired too She bit back the smile. He waa to comically like a boy. in these desperate . snatches at the polite remark. Not a bit. Take that chair and an extra cushion or two. I I cant stay but a minute. He was JA ao patently eager to escape that ahe felt a faint tirring of resentment. Of course he waa disappointed about Pat, but he needn't show It quit so plainly. . per-han- ' Oh, you mustnt let me keep you. of course She couldn't wholly soften the tone. He opened startled Til go if I'm in the way. Ieye. do bang around here a lot, I know." We're to have you glad " always come He rejected the Idea with a short, harsh laugh. Ill go," he qald again. "I'm going said Cornelia sweetly, "Weil, Well, why don't you?" She caught her breath as she heard the speech. What on earth had made her ay that? Even if Humphrey Jesson waa behaving like a sulky bey He glared at her. "Why? Because because Don't you see I can't She --thought he "Why cant you? must have gone auddenly insane. He flung hi arms wide and high- - a gesture of absolute helplessness. . "Why?" He choked on the word. That's why!" Cornelia Lescott sprang free, her hand pressed against a cheeck which had been Incredibly kissed. For an Instant she was furiously angry. Then as suddenly, she was not angry at all. "I couldn't help it I just couldnt." He repeated the helpless gesture. "Why didn't you stop me why didnt you keep that child awake till I got away?" "I thought you I thought It ,was Pat Somewhere, far back in her rocking brain, the Cornelia Lescott she knew rared at this contemptible woman who could only stare and prattle. common-sense "Pat' That little little Td be likely to lose my head about her. wouldn't I? Not me' Live to be forty yeare old and go plumb you! The most abraving crasy about solutely helpless woman I ever met!" "Oh!" Bound and gagged, that inner Cornelia writhed at th man sound. "Oh!" He exploded in e bubbling, laugh. "We'X you can't ever say I wasnt original about', it! Quaint thing In the proposal way. wasn't it? Cornelia who ever thought of calling you that, anyway? A knife name, for a cream and cushion woman like you! Cornelia you're perfect. You're the compressed quintessence of the absolute feminine end I've loved you and hunted for you all my life! I didn't want to find you I knew I'd never have a ghoet of a chance "Wait wait! Cornelia tugged vainly, at hands which caught and held her You its all e misunderstandwrists. ing you think Im and I'm not. I m Cornelia Leacott C. S. Lescott, presiCo. I've been pretenddent of Lescott ing oh, please let go The hands tightened. "Say that again!1 It was quite a new voice now. The ring "I thought he mutt be something like of command In its frlghtaned her. It that. Pat took tha new calmly. "I wasn't altogether unpleasant to bd found out whsr vou went wrong you frightened, ahe thought. You dont want me. Tm Im Just a Just added that Michael check Instead of subtracting it. She exhibited the sham Tm probably the moat efficient woman in tn atate! You'd hate me balanced bosk. His "forehead "But you oion t realise Pat heo not , "There a oe seene " "What e the use wr.nkled pathetically. Just an ordinary Inventor like a ef that letting non of them that, are theyY thing pretending "Theyre Pet pressed a frank yawn back into place. that kid do your breathing for you?" was ahe "He' telling him the whole She strugSuddenly good fun. anyway," gled with another yawn. "Figure al- story, ia a shameless, stumbling rush of ways make me sleepy. Better let me words. I wanted somebody to like enter your checks after this Jt'm save Sh tried sgaia to free her bands work In the end." Sh chuckled. "You old deAr'" "Dont vou see tt yet? Tm not real Cornelia heard her singing as the you dont knowH laughed again. "And Tv been dressed. It Irritated her that Pat could not grasp the significance of Humphrey breaking myself to bits to keep from lovOf courae. Jesson' identity. machinery ing you because I Just didn't dare risk wa Just machinery to Pst, but tha im- marrying somebody as perfectly helpless possibility of making her understand ex- - se I im'.I'vt been using Pat aa a life preserver" for week and week! Tv asperated Cornelia. It would be a pity If. been after ell. Pat couldn't appreciate the making myself compare her with Td to have find a way you. Teu fool! men' blgnees. She'd y to myself, don't vou se that's th kind of a woman of bringing it hbme to her And then Td look at yeu She tried very diplomatically, at din- you needf ner. but tha girl seamed to regard her and and He (topped. "Wanted somebody to Ilk enthusiasm a an anviabl eccentricity. "Ysu and your precious machines! jeou, eh? Well, I guess youve brought What a lathe anyway? I know you it on yourself! Don't ever blame me I won't, aaid Cornelia Leacott solwant to talk about it. Go on." Cornelia did her beat. "I aee," said emnly. Do look at that dress, Pat presently. (Copyright. AH right reserved.) Cornelia no. the blue. Isn't it lucky w (Printed by arrangement with Metropolican't ee ourselves?" tan Newspaper Service, New York.) Cornelia gave it up. After all, ah reflected, e girl didn't Judge e man by EASY. what he had don, but by what he was Th footpad' victim looked nervously Jesson' lath couldn t mean anything to barrel a vicious looking gun even the of down ehe if could unbe mad to Pat. Be derstand It. that, he gib. "Hes awuflly nice, too. ahe ventured. bered. "It might go off Ah. well. said the footpad, "I can "I reallv enjoyed my game. And I understand those long drives of hi now. saaily reload!" Exchange, hard-heade- d, r tn-it!- me" - th |