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THURSDAY, AUGUST 4tji„ 1932 THE EXETER TIMES-ADVQCATE *
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BY MARGARET PEDLAR
SYNOPSIS
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--Love and logic We yreolow lje!e“ «woBslMe tor youBg men
v - ••• F - . Pniimvin.o- many and varied forms of
, In London they will
i act as milady’s Sir Galahad on a»y-
j occasion, sell magazines to a person
against his will or paint the resi
dence number at the entrance to
one’s domicile for a nominal fee. it
has remained, however, for a St,
Thomas young manN^o emfoark-on
the “milky way” to a university
training. Recently this young St.
Thomasite joined the ranks of a
dozen other milkmen inlPt, Stanley,
rand cottagers henceforth will pro
bably be reminded that “milk sales
by me mean university.”
3tye Exeter ®taiefl-Afcnnrate
Established 187,3 and'1887
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
England. Jean remains at Mon-
tavan awaiting a reply from Lady
Anne, She meets an Englishman
and spends the day at his cabin
on the side of the mountain in
the pine woods. When she goes
to visit England this Englishman
meets her at the station and
proves to be a son of Lady Anne.
CHAPTER XI of a butterfly at
“The Sins of tlie Fathers-------”
A few days later, Jean, coming in
from a long tramp across country in
company with Nick and half a dozen
dogs of .various breeds, discovered
Tormarin lounging in a chair by the
fire. He was in riding kit, having
just returned from visiting an out
lying corner of the estates where
his bailiff had suggested that a new I
plantation might be made, and Jean‘she said pleasantly,
eyed his long supple figure with se
cret approval. Like most
built Englishmen, he looked
best in kit that demanded the
hing of breeches and leggings,
A fine rain was falling out of
doors, and beads of moisture clung
to Jean’s clothes and sparkled in
the, blown tendrils of russet hair
which had escaped from beneath a
little turbqnd hat she was wearing.
Apparently/’1 however, her appear
ance did not rouse Tomarin to any
reciprocal appreciation, for, after
•bestowing the briefest of glances
upon' her as she entered, he averted
his eyes, concentrating his atten
tion upon the misty ribands of
smoke that drifted upwards from
his cigarette.
Jean knelt down on the hearth,
*and, pulling off her rain-soaked
gloves, held out her hands to the
’fire’s cheerful blaze.
“It’s good-bye to all the skating,
I’m afraid,” she said regretfully
“Nick says we’re not likely to have
another hard frost like the last, now
•that the weather has broken so com
pletely.”
“No. It’s April next month—
supposedly springtime, you know,”
“returned Blaise indifferently.
He seemed disinclined to talk,
and jean eyed him contemplatively.
Hfs attitude towards her -baffled
her as much as ever. He was un
failingly courteous and considerate,
but he remained, nevertheless, un
mistakably aloof, avoiding her
whenever it was politely possible,
and when it was not, treating her
with a- cool neutrality of manner
that was complete a contrast to his
demeanour when they were, together
at Montavan as could well be imag
ined. Indeed, sometimes Jean al
most wondered if the events of that
day they spent amid the, snows had
really taken place—they seemed so
far away, * so entirely unrelated to
her present life, notwithstanding
the fact that she was in daily con
tact with the man who had shared
them with her.
“It was rather uncomplimentary
of you not to come skating with us
a solitary lonce,’’ she remarked at
last, an ac'cent of reproach/n her
voice. “Was my performance on
the rink at Montavan so execrable
that you felt you couldn’t risk it
again?”
He looked up, his glance meeting
hers levelly.
“You’ve phased it excellently,” he
Implied briefly. “I felt I couldn/t
risk it,”
A sudden flush mounted to Jean’s
face. There was no misunderstand
ing the significance that underlay
the curt words, which, ,as she was
vibrantly aware, bore no relation
whatever to her skill, or absehice of
It, on the ice.
Blaise made no endeavour to re
lieve tl\e awkward “Silence that. en
sued. Instead, his eyes rested up
on her with a somewhat quizzical
expression, as though he tvere ra
ther entertained than otherwise by
her evident confusion. Jean felt
her indignation rising,
“it is fortunate that other people
are not so-—nervous,” she said dis
dainfully. “Otherwise I should
find myself as isolated as a fever: hospital?* , I
“It is fortunate indeed,” he agreed [
politely. , j
cheek on either sidt? o- thq mouth.
All at once Mrs. Craig turned to
Jean as though she had mac|e up
her mind
which she
“Have-.I
fore?” she
smile softening the abruptness of
the question. “You/face is so ex-
traordinaryily familiar,”
Jean shook her head, .
“I don’t think so,” she answered,
“I’m sure I should remember you if
we had met anywhere. Besides,
I’ve lived abroad all my life; this
is only my first visit to England.”
I “I think I can explain,” said Lady
Anne, There was a deliberateness
about her manner that suggested
she was about to make a statement
which she was aware would be of
some special interest
of the party. “Jean
son’s daughter; so of
a likeness, Judith.”
Jean, glancing
at Mrs. Craig, was
sudden change in her face produced
by Lady Anne’s simple announce
ment. The sallow skin seemed to
pale—almost white, like a cut
flower that needs water—and the
lips that had been partea in a smile
stiffened slowly into their accus-
about something ' ovex*
had been ‘hesitating,
seen you anywhere be-
asked, her ’ charming
to at lea^t one
is Glyn Peter-
course you see
V
enquiringly across
srartlea at the
the preservation
juncture there
voices, and Lady
room, accompan-
Her clever, grey. tomqd straight line.
Jean’s
well-
his
don-
little to say to emch other, as a rule, I flowing x
replied Tormarin grimly. '’To I endeavour,
dith, you're the child of the woman'on
who stole her lover away from her,
so you can hardly expect her to feel
an overwhelming affection for you.”
“The woman who stole her loved
away from her?” repeated Jean
slowly. “I don’t understand. What
do you mean, Blaise?’*
He glanced at her in some "sur
prise. I
“Surely—rr—Don’t you know the
circumstances?” I
She shook her head. |
“No. I simply don’t know in the
least what you are talking about.
Please tell me,”
Tormarin made no response for a |.
moment.
back to
cigai’ette
vealed *a
face, as
turn the
“Oh, well,” he sajd at last, e.vad-
ing the point at issue, “it’s all an-1
cient history now. Let it go. There’s
never anything gained by digging
up the dry bones of the past.”
Jean’s mouth set itself in a mu
tinous line of determination.
“Please’ tell me, Blaise,” she re
iterated. “As it is something which
concerns my father and a woman I
shall probably be meeting often in
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' Jasper Park Lodge, Alberta, July
,■—The lure of a golf ball, glisten-
< ing ill all pristine fressness, was the 1 dlown',fall of “Old Raith/ful/* Ojl;,d
Faithful is, or was, a, pike with a
vast fondness for minnows, and es
pecially the chubby fellows who
dart in and out the rocks on the bot
tom of a little bay in Lac* Beauver't
that forms a waters nazard immed
iately in front of the sixteenth hole
of the Lodge course.
Just as Old Faithful deserted his
sardines to snatch at the dimpled
the future, I think I have a right to Phere; down came a mashie-niblick
know about it” / and paralysed him wltli a Hagen
He shrugged his shoulders resign- *sinash 'behind the gills. An inef-
“Very well—if you insist. But
I don’t think you’ll be any happier
for knowing” He paused. “Still in
flexible?”
She bent her head.
“Quite”—firmly—“whatever it is
I’d rather know it,’’
“On ydur own head be it, then.”
He seemed trying to infuse a light
er element into the conversation, as
though hoping to minimise the ef
fect of what he had to tell her.x ’It
was just this—that your father and
Judith Burke were engaged to be
married at the time he met your
mother, and that—well, to make a
long story short, he ran away with,
Miss Mavory on the 'day fixed for
He was standing with his I
the light, but as he lit a 1
the flare of the match re- !
worried expression on his
though he deprecated the ’
conversation was taking,* |
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. An inef-
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Death was not without its triumphs.
Many golfers know Old Faithful,
for many golfers have succumbed to
the water hazard on the sixteenth.
He was .born in state by the caddie
master to the pro .shop and, there
put on, display. The brotherhood
fit the nineteenth hole fittingly
mourned his loss and none more
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Edmonton golfer, who played the
iron that brought Old Faithful’s un
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| “Of course”—jMrs. Craig’s voice
sounded flat and she swallowed
once or twice before she spoke—■
“that must be it. I—knew your
father, Miss Peterson.”
To Jean, always sensitive to the
emotional quality of the atmosphere
it seemed at though some current of
hostility, of malevolence, 'leapt at
her through the innocent-sounding
speech. “I knew you father.”
was quite ridiculous, of icourse, but
the words sounded almost like a
threat.
I She had no answer ready, and a
Then Lady
In the course of the three weeks
! which had elapsed since her arrival
at Staple, Jean had dared several
similiar passagps-at-arms with her
host, Woman-like, she was bent on
getting behind his gu,ard of reticence
on forcing him into an explanation
of his altered attitude towards her
■—since no woman can be expected
to endure that a man should com
pletely change fro'm ill-suppressed
ardour to a cool, impersonal dbtach- J
ment of 'manner, without aching to
know the reason why! But in
every instance Tormarin had carried
off the honours of war, parrying
her small thrusts with a lazy in
souciance which she found galling
-in the extreme.
’ Hitherto she had encountered
little difficulty in getting pretty
much her own way wsth the men of
her acquaintance; sne nad suffi'cent
of the temperament and charm of
the red-haired type to compass that.
But her efforts to'”* eluciade thei
cause of the change in- Blaise Tor- •
marin were about as profolic of re-
ciilt as the efforts
stone-breaking.
Fortunately for
of peace, at this
came the sound of
Anne entered the
ied by a visitor,
eyes flashed quickly from
flushed face to that of her son, but,
if she sensed the electricity in the
atmosphere, she made no comment.
“Blaise, my dear, this is Judith,”
“I found her
wandering forlornuy in the lanes, so
I drove her back here, She
just" returned from town, and
some reason her car wasn’t at
station to meet her.”
“I wired home saying what time
I should reach Coornbe Eavie,” ex
plained the new-comer. “But as I'
was rather late reaching Waterloo, I
I rashly entrusted the wire to a (brief silence followed,
small boy to send off for me, and | Anne bridged the awkward mom-
I’m afraid he’s played me false. I [ ent with some commonplace, adroit-
should had to trudge the whole wayjly steering the conversation i_.'_
back to Willow Ferry if Lady Anne smoother waters, and a few minutes
hadn’t happened along.” ,
Lady Anne turned to Jean, and,
laying an affectionate hand on hei-
arm, drew her forward.
“Jean, let
Mrs. Craig.
Judith,” she
“A daughter,
wanted one.
someone’s else’s.
Jean found herself shaking hands
with a slender, distinctive-looking
woman who moved with a slow,’lan
guorous grace that was almost
snake-like in its peculiar suppleness
She gave one the impression that
she had no bones in her body, or
that if she had, they had- never
hardened properly but still retain
ed the pliability of cartilage.
iShe was somewhat sallow—the
consequence, it transpired later, of
long residence in India—with sul
len, slate-coloured eyes, appearing.
almost purple in-shadow, and a very
straight, thin-lipped mouth. Jean
decided that she was not in the
least pretty, though attractive in an
oddr feline way, and that she must
be about thirty-two. As a mater
of fact, Judith Craig was forty, but
no OBte would have guessed it—and
she would certainly not have con
fided it.
Presently Nick, who has been per
sonally supervising the /eedipg of
his beloved dogs, joined^1 the party,
greeting Mrs. Craig with the easy
informality of an old friend, and
shortly afterwards Baines brought
in the tea-things.
“And where is Burke?” enquired
Blaise of Mrs. Craig, as he handed
her tea. “Didn’t he come down
with you?”
“Geoffrey? ‘ Oh, no. He’s not
coming down till the end of April. <
You know he detests Willow Ferry,
in the winter—'beastly wet swamp,’
he calls it! He’s dividing- his time
between London and Leicestershire
—London, while that long frost
stopped all hunting?*
Mrs. Craig was evidently on a
footing of long-established intimacy
With the
listening
of news
penin gs,
Critical interest,
together sure that she liked her,
but she was “quite sure1 that, what
ever her lot might be cast, Judith
Craig would never occupy the posi
tion of a nonenity. She had .con
siderable charm of manner,
there wa!s a quite unexpected fas
cination about her smile-—unexpect
ed, because, when in repose, her
thin lips lay folded together itx a
straight and somewhat forbidden
line, whefeas the moment they re
laxed into a smile they assumed the
most delightful curves, and two
little lines, which should have been
i dimples but wote not, cleft each
hag
for
the
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Closed
Miss Mavory on the day fixed
his wedding with Judith.”
A- dead silence followed the
closure. Then jean uttered a
cry of dismay.
“My father did that? Are
sure?”
“Quite sure,’’ " j
Tormarin could see that the story
had distressed' her. Her eyes show- |
__ ed hurt and bewildered like those
into of a child who has met with a total
ly unexpected' rebuff.
“Don’t take it like that!” he urg
ed hastily.,, “After all, it was noth
ing so terrible. You look as though ’
he had broken every one of the ten
c o in m a n dm e n t s ”—smiling.
Jean smiled back rather wanly.
“I don’t know tli£|t I should worry
very mu'oh if he had—in some cir-
see”
It
dis-
low
Dr. G. F. Roulston, L.D.S..D.D.S.
DENTIST
me introduce yoq to
My new* acquisition,
went on contentedly.
I always told you I
Now I’ve borrowed
7>
later Mrs. Craig rose to go.
“I’ll see you across the park, Ju
dith,”' volunteed Nick, and he and
his mother accompanied her out of
the roopi.
In the Hall, Lady Anne detained her
visitor an instant with a light hand
on her arm, while Nick foraged for
his own headgear amongst the fam
ily assortment of hats and caps. ■
“Jean is a dear girl, Jhdith,” she
said earnestly “I want you to be
friends with her. Don’t”—pleading
—“visit the sins of the fathers on
the children.”
“Why, no, I shouldn’t,” replied
Mrs.’ Craig, with apparent frankness
“It was .only that, for the moment
it was rather a shock to learn that
she was—that woman’s—(child.”
“Of course it was,” asquiesced
My Anne. “Good-night, dear Ju
dith.”
But notwishstanding Mrs. Craig’s
assurances, a troubled frown ling- ing, and so
ered in Lady Anne’s grey eyes long match-
after her guest’s departure. ’ ‘
Staple household, and Jeah
quietly in the interchange,
and of little personal hap-
regarded her with rather
She was not al-
and
you slats’ diary
Friday—-Ant Emmy is trett-ening
to run,, for .State lejislachure nex fall
oney she dessent
no whut kind of a
an Ishue or plat
form to run on Pa
suggestedXfliat she
promise to repel
•the onwritten law
and now she is all
enthew'Sastick
bout it.
iSaterday — Pa
was tawiked in to
betting a $ on a
horse race today.
Gillem told
to get on Ma-
Ellen becuz
was such a
horse to bet
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• CHAPTER XII
A Sense of Duty
*Jean was immensely puzzled
the abrupt change which had oc
curred in Mrs / Craig’s manner im
mediately upon hearing that she was
the daughter of Glyn Peterson, and,
as soon as the visitor had taken her
departure, she sought an explana
tion.
“What on earth made Mrs. Craig
freeze up the instant my father’s
name- was mentioned? Did she hate
him for any reason?’
Tormarin looked across at her.
“No,” he answered quietly. “She
didn’t hate him. She loved him.”
, Jeah stared ,at him in frank as
tonishment. She had never dream
ed that there had been any other
woman than Jacqueline in Glyn’s
life.
“.Mrs. Craig—and my father?”
she exclaimed incredulously.
“She wasn’t Mrs. Craig in those
days. She was Judith Burke.”
“Well, b.ut—” persisted Jean, de
termined to get to the bottom of-
the mystery. “I still don’t see why.”
“Why what?”—unwillingly.
“Why she looked aS if she loath*
ed the very sight of me. That’s
not”-—drily—’’quite the effect you
Would expect love to produce!”
There was a icuriously abstracted
look in Tbrmarin’s eyes as he made
answer.
“Love is productive of Very cur
ious effects on occasion. More par
ticularly when. it is Without hope of
fulfilment,” he added in a lower
tone.
“Well, I suppose my father could
n’t help not failing in love with
Mrs. Craig,” protested Jean with
some wiarmth, “Nor could he have
prevented her caring for him. Andi
at
cumstances. But—don’t you
—it was so cruel, so horribly
fish!”
“You’ve got to remember
things in justification------”
“Justification?” — expressively
“There wasn’t any. There coudn’t
be.”
“We'll, excuse, then, if youk like.
One thing is that Jacqueline Mav
ory was one of the most beautiful
of women, and the other, that your
father’s engagement to Judith had
really been more or less engineered
by their respective parents—adjoin
ing properties, friends of long stand-
on. It was no love-
l—on his side.”
“But on her wedding day!” pit
ifully “Oh! Poor Judith!”-
Tormarin smiled a bit cynically.
(Continued next week)
PICKED FOUR-LEAFED CLOVER
—SMACKS' GOLF BALL FOR ACE
Jasper Park Lodge. Alta., July—'
Picking a four-leaf ’-cloved brought ‘
traditional luck to Miss Peggy Ar-
fnour of Perth, Ont. .Enroute to
the twelfth tee of the Jasper Lodge
Course, she stopped, to pluck the
emblem of good fortune, then step-
ped up to the ball and smacked it •
145 yards for an ace. It was the
first/ time the holfe-in-one act h<)d I.
been performed here -this season, ’
and, incidently, the first time* the
feat had been performed by Ml&S
Armour, who won the Alberta La
dies’ Tournament last year She
Was playing with Mrs. J. B. Starkey
President of the Alberta* Ladles'
Gold Union at the time. MisS Ar-
mour found a second four-leaf clover
when crossing to the thirteenth too
but it was too much to , expect of
Dame Fortune, however, to favor
her again in such manner. The thir
teenth hole happens to be 59'5 yards
a—
nice
on and so pa put
a $ on Mary El-
Pa says Mr. Gillem was right
beeuz Mafy Ellen is a very nice
miey she is to Nice becuz she
walked home the way it looks to
him.
Sunday—well. I gess Hard luck is
follering us kids all rite becuz I
herd the super.5 of skool tell pa that
the tacks muney was coming in good
and they. was aging to
' start on time this fall.
I Munday—ma and pa
j Bridge partie tonite and
.cum 1----- ”—■’ — "
out
thot
play ■
hand.
Teusday-—well Clem Mullen went
and tuk a Civle service Xaminashun
a few weeks ago he got, a good grade
in Alegebray and Botany and histry
' and public speaking so now he has
; ben given a jobz running a steam
: shqvel on a big dam sum years.
1 Wensday—well I never was soop-
rerstitus but yesterday I broke a
looken glass and today Aht Emmy
give me a new box of pencils and a
tablet and ma brung/hm a peai’ of
skool shoes for me to ware. I. hope
I dnt see no black cats lately,
Thirsday—Pa has disided that
the/ must of played bridge several
thousands • year's ago becub he seen
a picture of a lot of stuff "took out
of<a Egiptfan Toom and he says they
must of been bridge prises becuz
nobuddy cuddent find no Use for
them,
went to a
when they
balling pahome Iherd ma a
she ser well I never wdod of.
you cur make so meny dumb
with oney 13 cards in yure
Pa uttered a lot-of silents.
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