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Starlight For Sall
She thanked them and w
through but there wase no Pout go
1ng down to the raver alone. Fran
'would; have loved this place, eh
thought. He was so fond of trees
Goon she turned basic. Her shoes
were too thin for the rough path.
anditwas melancholy under th
summer in the sumer twilight walk
ing alone.
By Amy Miller
ant, amt to be waited' capon, 'to have
deferential enquiries as to her
to wishes, Nioe to 'bo wearing a
ea flimsy night-gown, whose washing
would not be her affair, and ,to'
know that she could dawdle to the
luxurious 'bathroom close at hand.
e She faced the new day in a hope-
, fill spirit. When she went downr
stairs, she was aware that her
simple sports suit was correct as
' only expnesive things can be. Mull
me there was no train to rush for. She
e could do as she liked' all day long.
Mrs. Predergast happened to bein
e one of the few people In the ding-.
e room, and her response to !Sally's
morning greeting was distinctly
e chicly, The Haughton girls had
gone out riding; the Rabys were
not down yet. 'Sally breakfasted
alone, but'.presently Mrs. Blandish
found her, and asked if she liked
tennis.
As she neared the house again
she heard the sound of music, So
a ,them were dancing to th
gramophone.
The Haughton girds had foun
partners. Peter and Eveline wer
gliding together in the world of
their Own, the others wer
sitting abort. ,Fslly siipPed
into a corner, but presenitly Major.
Blandish found! her there, and
gallantly asked for a dance and took
her on the floor.
He dancedcorrectly, but he was
stiff, and she did not enjoy it, Nor
dice she care for her next partner
whom he introduced; another
middle-aged man whose wife was in
the card-roorn,
Mrs. Blandish 'talked to her when
she sat down. A clever woman,
Mrs. Blandish, Who was going to
make her guest-house a paying con-
cern, in spite of competition. But
Sally did not find its. attractions
overwhelming that drat evening. To
put it bluntly, she was bored, and
glad to escape to her roof,
She was feeling the reactionfrom
the excitement of the past few days,
and had come amongst a crowd ofl
people with whom she had nothing
in common.
Of course, she might have knowni
it would! !be so. All her Life had
•been spent afongst people of a dif-
ferent social sphere than those,
who came to Bracken Tor Hall for
riding or shooting, fishing and hunt-
ing in the season: The Rabye, the
Houghtons, •the Blandishes them-
selves, spoke another language from
her own,. But still the restful atmo-
sphere of her spacious room, the
far-reaching views from . its win-
dows. filled her with a sense of
gracious beauty.
All night long she ,brea,thed the
pure air Bram the hills, and woke as
the maid in the Puritan cap and blue
limen frock was setting her earay-
morning •tea-tray beside the bed.
<it's, ,a berrirkful morning, madam'
Sadly sat up. Her wrapper was
put over her bare shoulders. Pleas-'
As it happened, she played very
well. !So she 'replied with confi-
dence that she adored tennis, and
Mrs. Blandish ,took the risk, as
usual, and booked her for a single
that afternoon,
.Oheered by the prospect, she
spent the morning paeasantdy—wens
for a walk, sat in the garden, and
went .down to the courts after lunch.
People without sufficient energy
or skill to play sat looking on, the
Rabys amongst them. Peter en-
joyed tennis, Eveline was too indo-
lent to enter into any game that
meant exertion. So Peter stayed
at her side, ready to fetch and carry
when required.
She was a pleasant person
enough, and stunned art .Sally when
the girl came off the court,
"That was a .good game," she
said. ',Get her a nice long drink,
Peter. I'm sure she'd like one."
"Thank you," returned Sally, and
sat down in an empty deck chair
chose to Eveline's.
The desultory :talk was quite im-
personal, yet 'Sally was conscious of
the social; gulf between her and the
other girl. But what did that
matter, when she was herself, with
the will to conquer the disadvan-
tages of a childhood of poverty, and
money to help her to db it? She'
had taught herself a great deal al-
ready, and this was only the start
0f her career,
But she was .beginning to think d
that Bracken Tor Hall wasnit going a
to be much good to her, and that
after a week or two at most she
would seek fresh fields.
"Heavens!" 'she heard Eveline ex•
claim, "Here's Garth."
'Sally saw a tall man coming along
teh ryv'a1k towardis them. He moved'
, with the lit& east of perfect fitness'
and wore a shantung suit that ,sug-
geated fiercer suns than that which
shone on the English garden,
As he came nearer, site saw that
his face was bronzed, his upper
lip darkened by a narrow mous-
tache. !She felt a thrill of curious
emotion at the sound of his voice;
culturedE with the ascent that teller
so much. Ile was reaponding to'
Peter's welcome as they met.
"Well, Garth," said Eveline, ex-
tending a slim ,hand. "Where have
you come from?" .
"I've been over at Tim Gharltons'
place. Quite jolly," Le returned.
"So I .thought I'd• look you up, as I
hall an hour to spare. You're not
so thin as you were, my dear."
"Kind of you," said Eveline, with
sarcasm. "My brother, Captain
Chevenix—'Miss Fsayne," she added
carelessly.
Sally looked up. There was a
hint of challenge in the dark, deep-
set eyes that met her own. They
said, "You're charming!" They
hada said it so often, to every girl
they rested on, that it came easly,
she guessed,
Garth Chevenix smiled, "You've
been playing?" he asked. "Good
courts,"
"Yes, I enjoyed my game," said
Sally,
He noticed her eanpta glass 'and
took it from her.
"She plays, a very good game,"
said Eveline.
"I'm sure she does," said Garth
Ghevenix.
"And Peter has been drying for
one rWhy dbn',t yon and Mise
Payne have one. -She hates sitting
still."
"Darling, db you anind?" asked
Peter, who had been longing to be
on the couriis.
"Of course •not. Garth" will be
here," Eveline said sweetly.
Sally went off with Peter, glad to
be playing again, but reluctant to
leave that fascinating voice, those
dangerously expressive eyes.
Garth Chevenix leaned back in his
eck-chair, lazily watching the
ctive figures or the counts',
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"Who's' that girl, Eye?" he asked,
"'MY dear, 1 haven't un idea, Atte's
just staying here" drawwotl biye%
line.
„Alone?"
"Yes,"
Ganth's eyes 'Nea`e on the swift
limbs, the scanty white tame, LW'
brown purls, as .Sallys slim shape
,too•k one grace -rut pose atter an.
°tear.
"I've seen her 'before somewhere,"
he said "But I can't pleas her,"
P'Really" said Eveline,
'4 tn,:,ln it, Dirsetly ItiJaw her,
She seemed familiar somehow.
laougat m..•c wa, one, of your sed,
and 1 mu:,r, have met Iter. Rather
Ioyeiy, dant you, think?"
"Quite," Beeline agreed, "Are
you going to Hatay for dinm,er," site
went on. "The foods quite decent."
";I may; as well," said Garth. "I
like artv'mg at night."
Evediue was. not deceived, but she
made no comment; it was not herr
way. She was fond of her Prather,
anti glad he was staying for dinner
instead of looking in for an hour.
And whether he was staying to find
out where he had seen the Frayne
girl before, or not, was a matter of
no consequence to her.
.Salip came off the courts press
ently, becomingly flushed, 'but alulil
dainty; unlike the Haughton girls,
to whom violent eaencise was un-
kind.
Tea was served on the terrace,
and she was separated; from Garth
Oheaenix, but very conscious of his
presence. She had never met a
man who so comipletelly fascinated
her. With a look, a .tone, he had
filled the scene with the glamour
of romance.
It was as if she had been moving
on a stage set for a play, and the
curtain had just Tung up. She
could not reason, She could only
be held in thrall by the emotions
that had taken hold of her. All
she knew was that nothing was the
same since she had asst the elo-
quent glance of those magnetic eyes.
Last night she had dressed with
thoughts of an unikno,wn. someone.
Tonight she ,ohase her loveliest
gown, knowing Garth Chevenix
w.oulcl see her in it. Why shoulrl:a't
happiness come her way after long
waiting, she thought? That new
born Sally is her mirror smiled
back at her, saying, "We could hold
our own anywhere. We fought
through the difficult years, without
anything to regret, and we shall
find it was worth while."
When. site entered the lounge she
was acutely aware of Garth, stand-
ing near the entrance to a smaller
room, taking to another man. she
sat down and took up a magazine,
but she did not know what she was
looking at.
.'tS,halll I get you a siooktail „
He had come up a.nd was -standing
before her, very tall and altogether
delightful.
She didn't want a cocktail, but
she responded to the attention. She
agreed to ,his suggestion of a dry
Martini, and saw him go 'through Id
the smaller room, used as a bar.
He returned to stand. beside her
chair, and they exchanged some
banal remarks, but what they mild
didn't matter. She was thrilled by
the cons!elousnesa of his admiring
interest in her.
The tray was !presented to her by
Perop. a youth who made ,himseaf
useful in various ways about the
Mouse, He was a goodlooking b09
of eighteen, and as eta took her
glese she noticed that he 'was
give her condidenee. She had never
Cages, site possessed a cltrhim for
men.
Mere incense to her vanity it
•might have been, but it helped to
give her confidence. Seh had never
been vain, but she was glad to feel
that If she had lacked social advan-
tges, she voasesed a charm for men.
A place beside Avelino had been.
found for her brother at the dinner.
table, and as Ma's, Precliergast con,
tinted to be distant. Sally was glad.
that Peter talked to her more than 1
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bdfore, as Eveline's attention was venHrlonal embrace of the dance,
taken up by Garth, They had could set her pulses throbbing with
various serape of news to tell each delight, when with others it meant
other. But whether Garth Choy- no more than the clasp od an auto-
endx taltced with others or gave her marten.?
open attention. :Sally's instinot
told her that he was aware of her,
as she of him,
When later on, he came up to her
in the lounge and asked her to
dance, the climax of her secret
emotion was reached. Some power
he had, this man, to stir all her
being to pleasure, so keep it was
almost like pain,
How was it, she wondered, that
tate nearness of one man in the con-
11 wasn't like her to be swept
away like this There were men
Sher had met at the Golconda dances
and tennis parties, wham other girls
had gone all dithery aver, and they
had left her cold, But this, Garth,
Chevenix, with, his•bronzed shin and,
attractive voice, had taken• her
heart iu• his hand,
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