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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1932-06-16, Page 6TW1 EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE iTHURSDAY, JUNE 16, 1932 SYNOPSIS Glyn Peterson and his twenty-year old daughter Jean are dining to­ gether in their home in Beirnfels, Austria, Glyn was of a noble Eng­ lish family and against the wishes of his family had married Jacquel­ ine Mavory, the beautiful half­ French opera singer. They had liv­ ed very happily together travelling around when they so desired but always returning to Beirnfels. One year ago Jacqueline had died and Glyn can stand it no longer, he is going away somewhere just wandering, and has made arrange­ ments for Jean to visit his old friend Lady Anne Brennan, in Mon­ Lady Brennan. England. Jean remains at tavan awaiting a reply from Anne. CHA’PTER III theseBut she did none of the things. Instead, she stood hesitat- ting, alternately flushing and paling beneath the oddly concentrated gaze he bent on her. “I swear it shall bind you to noth­ ing,” he pursued urgently. “Not even to recognize me in the street should our ways every chance to cross again. Though that is hardly likely to occur”i—-with a shrug—“seeing that mademoiselle is French and I am rarely out of England. It will be just one day that we shall have shared together out of the whole of life, and after that the ‘darkness again and a silence.’ ... I can promise you the ‘silence’!” he added with a sudden harsh inflection. It was that bitter note which won the day. In some subtle, scious way Jean sensed the which lay at the back of it. answered inpulsively: “Very well. It shall be as wish.” A rarely sweet smile curved man’s grave lips. “Thank you,” he said simply. subcan­ pain She you the CHAPTER IV The Stolen Day Encore une fois! Bravo! went better!” Monsieur Griolet’s understudy had amply justified his claim to capabil­ ity. After a morning’s tuition at his hands, in the art enhanced, to master cuts” and Somewhat lay freshly scored on the ice to her credit. “You the really .a wonderful in­ structor,” she acknowledged, survey­ ing the graven witness to her pro­ gress with considerable -satisfaction. Her self-appointed teacher smiled. ‘There is something to be said to the pupil, also,” he replied. “But now”—glancing at his watch—“I vote we call a halt for lunch.” “Lunch!” Jean’s glance measured the distance to the hotel with some dismay. “But not lunch at the hotel,” in­ terposed her companion quickly. Jean regarded him with curious- ity. “Where then, monsieur?” “Up there!” he pointed towards the pine-woods. “Above the trees there is a hut of sorts—erected as a shelter in case of sudden storms for people coming up from the lower valley to Montavan and beyond. It’s a rough little shanty, but it would serve very well as a temporary salle a manger. It isn’t a long climb,” he added persuasively. “Are you. too tired to take it on after your recent exertion?” “Not in the least. But are you expecting a wayside refuge of that description to be miraculously en­ dowed with a well-furnished larder?” “No. But I think my knapsack can make good the deficiency,” he replied composedly. Jean looked at him with dancing eyes. Having once yielded to the day’s unconventional adventure, she had surrended herself whole-heart­ edly to the enjoyment of the same. She made one reservation, how­ ever. Some instinct of self-protec­ tion prevented her from enlightning her companion as to her partly Eng­ lish nationality. There was no real necessity for it, seeing that he spoke French, with the utmost fluency, and liis assumption that she was a Frenchwoman seemed in some way to limit the feeling of intimacy, con­ ferring on her, as it were, a little of the freedom of ah incognito. “A la bonne heUre!” she exclaim­ ed gaily. ‘‘So you invite me to share your lunch, monsieur le professor?” “I’ve invited you to share my day, haven’t I?” he replied, smiling. They steered for the 'bank, and when he had helped off her skates and removed his own, slinging them That Jean found her poweress of skating considerably She was even beginning the mysteries of “cross- “rocking turns” and a attenuated figure eight I I j over his arm, they started off along was slightly tilted, and as the sun­ tire steep white track which wound its way through the pine-woods, As they left the bright sunlight that still glittered on the snowy slopes behind them, it seemed as though they plunged suddenly into another world—a still, mysterious, twilit place, where the snow under­ foot muffled the sound of their steps and the long shadows of the pines barred their path with sinister, torted shapes. a Jean, always sensitive to her roundings, shivered a little. “It’® rather eerie, isn’t it?” said. “It’s just as if someone suddenly turned the lights out,' “Quite a nice bit of symbolism,” he returned enigmatically. “How? I don’t think I under­ stand.” He laughed a little. “How should you? You’re young. Fate doesn’t come along and snuff out the lights for you when you are —what shall we say? Eighteen?” “You’re two years out,” replied Jean composedly. “As much? Then let’s hope you’ll have so much the longer to wait '.be­ fore Madam Destiny comes round with her snuffers.” He spoke with a kind of bitter humor, the backwash, surely, of some storm through which he must have passed. Jean looked across at him with a vague trouble in her face. “Then, do you think”—she spoke uncertainty—“do you believe it is ■ inevitable that she will come—soon- I er or later?” “I hope not—to' you,” he said gently. “But she comes to most of us.” ■She longed to put another ques­ tion, but there was a note of final­ ity in his voice—a kind of “thus far shalt thou come and no further”— that warned her to probe no deeper. Whatever it was of bitterness that lay in the Englishman’s past, he had no intention of sharing the know­ ledge with his chance companion of a day. He seemed to have become absorbed once more in his own thoughts, and for a time they tramp­ ed along together in silence. The ascent steepened perceptibly, and Jean, light and active as she was, found it hard work to keep pace with the man’s steady, swing­ ing stride. Apparently his thoughts engrossed him to the exclusion of everything else, for he appeared to have utterly forgotten her existence. It was only when a slip of her foot on the beaten surface of the snow wrung a quick exclamation from her that he paused, wheeling round in consternation. “I beg your pardon! I’m walking on earth dis- sur- ’ she > had shine glinted oil her hair and eyes, waking the russet lights that slum­ bered in them, there was something vividly arresting about her—a splen­ dour of ardent youth which brought a somewhat wistful expression into the rather weary eyes of the man watching her. His thought travelled back to the brief snatch of conversation evok­ ed by the sudden gloom of the pine­ woods, Surely, for once, Fate would lay aside her snuffers and let this young, eager life pass by unshadow­ ed! Even as the thought took shape in his mind, Jean turned to him again, her face still radiant. “Thank you for bringing me up here,” she said simply. “It has been perfect.” She stretched out he took it and held moment. "I’m glad you’ve answered quietly, be a part of our day together—the day we stole from les convenances” —he smiled whimsically. “And now, if you can bring yourself back to more prosaic matters, I suggest we have lunch. Scenery, however fine,1 isn’t calculated to sustain life.” | "Most material person!” She laughed up at him. “I suppose you think a ham sandwich worth all the scenery in the_world?” “I’ll admit to a preference for the sandwich at the moment,” i nowledged. “Come, now, Aren’t you hungry, too?” “Starving!This air makes her hand, and it in his for a liked it,” lie “It will always i you off your Jegs! Why didn’t you stop me?” There was something - boyish about the quick Jean laughed, a little breathless from the swift climb uphill. , “You seemed so bent on getting to the top in the least possible time that I didn’t like to disappoint you.” “I’m afraid I make a pool' sort of guide,” he admitted. “I was. think­ ing of something else. You must forgive me.” They resumed their climb more leisurely. The trees were thinning a bit now, and ahead, between the tall, straight trunks winged with drooping, snow-laden branches, they could catch a glimpse of the white world beyond. Presently they came put above the pine-wood broad plateau exclamation of bound at the unfolded. Behind them, in the pine-ringed valley, a frozen reach of water gleamed like a dull sheet of metal, whilst before them, far above, them stretched the great chain of mountains, pinnacle after pinnacle, caped with snow, thrusting up into the cloud-swept sky. Through rifts in the cloud—almost, it seemed, torn in the breast of heaven by those towering peaks—the sunlight slant­ ed in long shafts, chequering the snow with shimmering patches of pale gold. “It was worth the climb, theh?” The Englishman, his gaze on Jean’s rapt face broke the silence abruptly. She turned to iant-eyed. “It’s so beautiful that one’s heart ache!” she laying her hand on her breast with the little foreign turn of gesture she derived from her French ancestry, iShe said no more, but remained very still, drinking in the sheer liness of the scene. He regarded her quietly as stood there silhouetted against skyline, her slim, brown-clad figure striking a Warm note amid the al­ pine whites and greys. Her taco irrestibly apology. on to the edge of a and -Jean uttered an delight, gazing spell­ scene thus- suddenly him, rad- it inake’S exclaimed, was a desolate note ip the sudden gusts of wind which shook the door at frequent intervals as though try­ ing to attract the attention of those withip. Presently a louder rattle than usual, coincident with a chance pause Ip the conversation, roused them effectually. The Englishman’s keen glance flashed to the little window, thro’ which was visible a dancing, whirl­ ing blur of white. ’‘Great Scott J” he exclaimed in good round English. “It’s snowing like the very dickens!’’ In two strides he had reached the door, and throwing, it open, out. A draught of icy air into the hut, accompanied flurry of fine snow driven wind, | , When he turned back, his face ed by. had assumed a sudden look of gray- j r--~ ity. “We must go at once,” he speaking in French again and appar­ ently unconscious of his momentary lapse into his native tongue. “If wejarm in arm. ---- - _ don't, we shan’t b© able ,to get back.blotted out the distant mountains; at all. The snow drifts quickly in lowering storm-filled clouds made a J _ .. <■ n * o’vr.'tr er It F _T. n V All PT ilthe valley. I---- — „JBin .. this and shouldn’t be able through.” Jean thrust the Visitors’ back into its box, and began repacking her companion’s knapsack,' but he stopped her almost roughly, | “Never mind that. Fasten that fur thing closer round your throat and come on. There’s no taking chances. in blizzards like this. Don’t you un-| derstand?”—almost roughly. “If we waste time we may have to spend the night here.” Impelled by the sudden urgency of his tones, Jean followed him swiftly out of the hut, and the wind, as though baulked by her haste, snatched the door from her grasp and drove it to with a menacing thud behind them. he ack­ conf ess ! As peered rushed by a on the Sluggish Liver And Rheumatism Both Corrected By Famous Vegetable Vills received immediate relief from Carter’sLittleLiver pills,” declares Mr, Arthur R. “I recommend them to suffer­ ers from Rheumatism and Indigestion.” Because they ere PURELY VEGE­ TABLE, a gentle, effective tonic to both liver and bowels, Dr, Carter’s Little Liver Pills are without equal for cor­ recting Constipation, Acidity, Bilious­ ness, Headaches and Poor Complexion, 25c. & 75c. red pkgs, Sold everywhere. 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It will be better when we said,1 get into the pine-wood, The trees , there will give us some protection,” They struggled forward again, The swirling snow had ' " • ■ - "'W- Professional Cards GLADMAN & STANBURY■ .through which they could just discern ahead the vague, pine-wood, Another brought them to it, only to find that the blunted edge of the storm was almost counterbalanced by the add­ ed difficulties of the surrounding gloom. High up overhead they I could hear the ominus creak and swing of great branches shaken like toys in the wind, and now and again the sharper creak of some limb wrenched violently from its parent trunk. Once there came the echoing crash of a tree torn up bodily and flung to earth. “It’s worse here,” declared Jean ‘I think”—with a nervous laugh—I think I’d rather die in the open!” “It might be preferable. Only you’­ re not going to die at all, if I can help it,” the Englishman returned composedly. But, cool though he appeared, he ■ experienced a thrill of keen anxiety Half an hour more of grey twilight of the day CHAPTER V to get Book hastily Among the Snows Jean -stepped outside the hut firmless darkness of the ten minutes’ walking BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, Ac. Money to Loan, investments Made Insurance Safe-deposit Vault for use of our Clients without charge EXETER LONDON HENSALL CARLING & MORLEY BARRISTERS, SOLICITORS, LOANS, INVESTMENTS INSURANCE Office: Carling Block, Main Street, EXETER, ONT. At Lucan Monday and Thursday it seemed as though she had walked | && they emerged from ,the ^wood Dr. G. S. Atkinson, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTAL SURGEON Office opposite the New Post Office Main St., Exeter Telephones Office 34w House 84J Closed Wednesday Afternoon straight into the heart of the storm. The bitter, ice-laden blast that bore down from the mountains caught away her breath, the fine driving flakes, crystal-hard, whipped her face, almost blinding her with the , fury of their onslaught, whilst her my feet slipped and slid on the newly j fallen snow as she trudged along be beside the Englisman. 1 “This is a-good preparation for a dance!” she gasped breathlessly, forcing her chilled lips to smile. “For a ‘dance? What -dance?’’ “There’s a fancy dress ball at the hotel to-night. There won’t be much of me—left to dance, will there?’’ The Englisman laughed suddenly. “My chief concern is- to get ■a-live,” he eat me feel as if I’d never had anything to in my life before!” “Well, then, come and inspect salle a manger.” The reposed refuge proved to a roughly constructed little hut— hardly more than a shed provided with a door and thick-paned window, it’s only furniture a wooden bench and table. But that its purpose as a kind rest” was proved by of appreciation, both verse, that were to be found inscriib-, ed in a species of “ which lay on the table, carefully preserved from damp in a strong metal box. Jean amused herself by perusing the various contributions to its pages while the Englishman un­ packed the contents of his knapsack. The lunch that followed was- a merry little meal, the two convers­ ing with a happy intimacy and free­ dom from reserve based on the re­ assuring knowledge that they would, in all probability, never meet again. Afterwards, -they bent their energies to concerting a suitable inscription for insertion in the “Vis-tors’ Book,” and his quick eyes scanned the dan­ gerously rapid drifting of the snow .The wind was racing down the val­ ley now, driving- the snow before it and piling it up, inch by inch, foot by foot, against the steep ground which skirted the sheet of ice where they had been skating but a hours before. Through the pitiless beating the snow Jean strove to read companion’s face. It was grim set, the lean jaw thrust out a little and the grey eyes tense and concen­ trated. , (Continued next week.) Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S.,D.D.S. DENTIST few of her and it had served ■of “travellers’ the fragments in prose and ‘Visitors’ Book”'back to the hotel- yo^ TWENTY-FIVE YEARS MARRIED | 'On Tuesday, June 7, Mr. and'Mrs. Valentine Paulen, of Goulds,"’ Full- ob- served grimly. Jean looked at him quickly. “Is it as bad as that?” she asked arton, were twenty-five years mar- more soberly. ‘ 1 “No. At least I hope not. I didn’t mean to frighten you”—hast­ ily. “Only it seemed a trifle incon­ gruous to be contemplating a dance when we may be struggling through several feet of snow in half an hour.’ The fierce gusts of wind, lashing the nsow about them in bewildering eddies, made conversation difficult, and they pushed on in a silence iot insertion m me 'vistors' uo. broken only by an occasional word squabbling like a couple of children of encouragement from the Eng- Office: Carling Block EXETER, ONT. Closed Wednesday Afternoon ......... ' ' ' mL.N., DR. E. S. STEINER VETERINARY SURGEON Graduate of the Ontario Veterinary College * DAY AND NIGHT CALLS PROMPTLY ATTENDED TO Office in the old McDonell Barn Behind Jones & May’s Store EXETER, ONT. over the particular form it should take. iSo absorbed were they in the dis­ cussion that they failed to notice the perceptible cooling of the tem­ perature. The sun no longer warm­ ed the roofing of the hut, and there ried and they met with a big sur- w-hen about sixty relatives and friends gathered at their home to spend the evening with them. A well worded address was read by Miss Minnie Paulen to Mr. and Mrs. Paulen and the presentation of sil­ verware in behalf of the surprise party was made by Miss Lena Stras­ ser. A fe.w hours were spent in amusements of various kinds and music. A duet was sung by Mrs. 4 _ I Nelson Nichols and Miss Florence lishman. ‘ i Wiley and a recitation was given by “All right?” he queried once, as Miss Ruth Harden. A delicious Jean paused, battered and spent luneon was served." Mr. and Mrs. with the fury of the storm. | Paulen were given the best wishes She nodded speechlessly. She had of all present that, they might be no breath left to answer, but once spared to enjoy many more years of again her lips curved in a plucky happy wedded life. 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