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Show THE RICH COUNTY REAPER. RANDOLPH, UTAH two keys to a cabin BY CHAPTER XVI Continued. ' 23 Nat, pulling Skippy in an express wagon, came up to the side of the car. LARRIMORE LIDA MACRAE SMITH CO. to avoid any move from her? Was he, by his silence, making a clean break as effectively as she had meant to make it when she had written the letter which Mary, this Hello! he said, his smile widen- morning, had She started up as Mary returned ing with recognition, displaying a to not tooth. the porch. Admiral Im missing He isnt at home, Mary said. Byrd now that there isnt any snow. Of course not. How stupid of His mother thinks that he may me. I should have known. This is have gone to a cabin down east near . my cousin. Miss Oliver, Nat, and Machias John is at the cabin? Gays Skippy, said Gay. Hello, Nat, Kate said. Hello, voice iyas light and breathless. Skippy. They arent sure. Theyve had Hello. Nat grinned again and no word. Theyre holding his mail. Of course he has. I didnt Skippy ducked his head. Is Dr. Houghton in now?" Gay think Gay glanced at her watch. asked, feeling her heart leap and We can make it before night. Thank plunge. you, Mary. I must find Kate. No, hes not here now. Youre going there? Mary asked You mean he isnt here at the Its a fairly long drive. doubtfully. house? I had expected that you would stay He went away last week. Grand- for lunch, at least. father came home. He brought me No. Were going. Wish me luck, a whole fleet of boats. Mary. Ill need it. Brought me a boat! Skippy Mary Adams smiled and pressed piped up. hand. Gays Is your mother oere, Nat? Gay I think youll carry your luck asked. with you, she said. . Aya, shes here. She'll be pleased to see you, I expect. Did you come CHAPTER XVII all the way from New York? 'Course I like boats better on account of my John placed a log on the fire, went fathers an officer in the Navy but to the doorway, stood looking out thats some swell car. Drive them around a couple of across the lake. Dusk was falling. blocks, will you, Kate. Gay opened The last reflection of the sunset had the door and stepped out. I want to faded from the still surface of the water. Across the lake a loon . talk to their mother. screeched mournfully through the sikids. Kate Hop in, slipped over lence. John closed the door and refinder the wheel. turned fire. the (to Nat shouted and Whoopee! He should prepare something for Skippy echoed his brothers enthusisupper, he thought, standing irasm, then ducked his head again. The long tan roadster moved away resolutely on the hearth with his back to the fire. Funny how he had from the curb. Gay walked up the come to dread steps of the house and sounded the that had been getting supper.the hen day knocker. Mary Adams herself, was definitely accomplished, over and night had opened the door. Her brown face twinkled with pleasure when she begun. He was able to get through the day fairly well. While the sun recognized Gay. he made fishing from the cashone, Come in, she said. This is a noe or lying on the float an excuse surprise. The wide hallway was familiar, for being out of doors. But the were unbearably lonely. though now there were peonies and nights He shouldnt have returned to tue iris in the vases which in March and feathery cabin. He should have taken the bad held bitter-sweof pine. Following Mary walking trip through Canada which plumes to the porch he had half planned when Dr. through the living-roohad insisted that he take a which faced the lawn, she remembered her last day here, the day two weeks vacation until the Boston after John had brought her in from matter was settled one way or anhis mothers home. Theyd been so other. He would be able to make distant, she and John, polite to each the decision he must make more other, unhappy, remote. Mary must calmly and with less pain anywhere have noticed. Was she, too, remem- in the world except here. The cabin bering the end of Gays visit here? was filled with ghosts of Gay. He If she remembered, she gave no saw her everywhere, on the couch with the lamplight falling across her sign. . Are you alone? she asked. Its hair; seated on the footstool beside marvelous to be able to use the the hearth in a characteristic posiporch again. You dont appreciate tion, her arms hugging her knees; this weather unless youve spent a coming out through the door of the winter in Maine. bedroom she and Kate had occupied, My cousin is with me, Kate Oli- her face fresh and smiling after a ver. long night of sleep, in a jersey and Oh, Ive heard John speak of slacks, a ribbon around her hair . . . her. He hadnt expected to feel as he Mary darted up from her Where is she? Why didnt did. He had thought that he would chair. be able to make the decision here. ybu' bring her in? Shes taking Nat and Skippy for He had not questioned his ability to a ride. Mary, Gay asked, where think clearly and logically, to disciis John? pline his emotions. Strange that Mary curled herself into a wick- he had not considered the pignant I dont know exactly, insistence of memories, the ghosts er chair. she said. of Gay that lived on in the cabin. Has he left here, Gays voice But he must make a decision. If faltered, for good, I mean? he secured this post in Boston, he Yes. He was in Boston last would have to decide whether he week. Mary glanced at Gay, then was willing to have her there with down at her small brown hands. him, using her own money to proI know. He wrote me from vide a place for them to live or there. whether it was wiser, for her ultiThat there is a chance of his get- mate good and his own, to make a ting in the research department con- definite break and follow, alone, the nected with the General Hospital? course he had charted for himself Mary asked eagerly. Father thinks before he had declared his love to its fairly certain. John made a Gay. It was all or nothing. There splendid impression when' he in- could be no compromise. The next v et Sar-gea- nt m terned there. But since then, Gay persisted. in Boston now? Weve been forwarding mail to a lethis mothers. I ter from you this morning. Ive learned to know your handwriting pretty well. I This morning? A letter? Yes. Why? Mary asked quickly, in surprise. It was a letter which shouldnt have been written, Gay said. Ive come to head it off or explain. Could he be at his mothers in Rockland? I dont know. Why dont you She paused, then said, If you dont want to go there, or call. Ill call for you." Will you? I dont There are reasons. Id like to see Debby but Im sure it would be better if you I will. She rose, smiled at Gay compassionately and went into the house. Gay sat on the porch looking out across the sunny lawn where peonies bloomed along the fence and He isnt the foliage of a maple tree shaded the childrens sand-bo-x and swing. She was only absently aware of the objects her eyes rested upon. Every nerve, every sense in her body was caught up in a state of suspense. Had John gone away deliberately, Gems of Thought against her shoulders. Hed loved her so, then. He loved her now. If they might have stayed here He lit the lamps in the kitchen, laid the fire carefully, taking a great deal of time. Yellow flames curled in the stove. He around birch-log- s collected ingredients for flap jacks; There butter, milk, flour, eggs were the fish he had caught this morning, cleaned and salted, ready for the pan. Cornmeal, salt pork cut in strips. He placed the fish in the pan. Through the sputtering sound they made, he heard a car coming in the lane. One of the acquaintances hed made at the store in the village, perhaps young Dr. Reynolds, stopping in on his rounds. Any visitor would be welcome. Whoever it was would see the light and come in. He couldnt leave the fish. He heard the motor of the car race, then die off into silence as an ignition key was turned. That motor! No one of his acquaintances here drove a car with such power. His hand, holding a fork over the fish, was shaking. He turned, his heart thumping, a singing sound in his ears. The kitchen door stood open. He saw her coming toward him through the dusk, running across the clearing, up the steps. Gay! he cried, and plunged forward to open the door. She came into the kitchen, hesitantly, as though the sound of his voice had checked the impulse which had brought her swiftly to him through the dusk. Hello, John," she said. They stood staring at each other like strangers. Where did you come from? he asked at last. How did you know 1 was here? I wrote you a letter, she said quietly, telling you that I was go- ing to marry Todd. I have not received it. No, its in Rockland. Have you been there? She shook her head. Mary called your mother for me. She, your mother, thought you might be here. The singing in her ears dimmed her voice to a thread of sound. But if you wrote me that, he asked, why are you hfere? Because I didnt mean it. I discovered, after Id mailed it, that I couldnt. I tried to get to you before the letter did. I drove last night to Portland, then on here toHer eyes widened, then day. closed. She swayed, reached out for the table. John! He caught her, held her. She clung to him. They kissed. PresAre you ently she drew away. glad to see me? she asked. Glad! Oh, Gay! Will you still be glad when I tell you that Im going to stay? "Are you? Always as long as you want me. He looked down into her lifted face, weary but radiant, her eyes shining softly through the tears that misted her lashes. . Will you take a WNU SERVICE chance, Gay? he asked gravely. Can we make a go of it? Will you be happy? In spite of everything that has happened or will happen, do you still want to marry me? Darling! She smiled. Would coming too soon. He went out into the dusk, filled a basket with chips and birch logs. None of his senses was secure from ghosts of Gay. The smell of pine needles and freshly chopped wood recalled the night she had slipped out of the cabin to meet him, the arrived. night Todd Jane way had His eyes lifted above ' the pile of chips. They had sat there, leaning above the logs. Shed worn a soft white dress fastened up under her chin and her hair had curled loosely Blush not a favor to receive, for you must take if you would give. Anon. Want of punctuality is a want of virtue. J. M. Mason. . count time by he most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best. Bailey. Nothing great was ever achieved without enthusiasm. Emerson. Virtue is bold and goodness never fearful. Shakespeare. We should heart-throb- s; ! Lovely Swan Floats Among Waterlilies burning.Good Lord! - John groaned. Its the fish!" He glanced around with a dazed expression. Kate caught up a dishcloth and grasped the handle of the pan. She turned to regard Gay and John with an expression of studied derision which failed entirely to conceal the emotion in her eyes. Get out of here, she said. Im hungry. I want something thats fit to eat. Still fuming, she slapped the pan in the sink. Gay and John looked at each other and broke into laughter, then, hands joined, went out into the dusk. THE END Type Furniture Is Latest Building Trend Built-I- n furniture is rapidly inin popularity. In planning creasing FLOATING silently, this white swan, surrounded by colorful lilies, will add a note of charm to your bathroom as a useful hooked mat. Natural colors may be used or grays, black and white, if you prefer. Order Z8541, 15 cents, is a hot iron transfer for the rug about 17 by 30. Directions for hooking and instructions for making rug frames are included. 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