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To this region" of' great sheep ranches, Autumn Dean returns from her schooling among the Continental smart set, to find' herself inescapably' faced with a fate- ful secret. and a conquering love. After the and Bruce Lander had de clared their love to each 'other site learns.' that her father felt that 'he. Was the murderer . of, Bruce Landor's Father, though his death is supposed to have bee nsuieide. He was shot by his own revolver. when struck by Jarvis Dean in a quarrel over Dean's wife, who was loved by and who lov- ed. Landon, This knowledge casts a gloom over Autumn's horizon and for the time, at least, renders her CANADIAN', ,: D � ' R IVY 'TANTE TABLE "?Trains will arriTe at and, depart from Clinton as follows T NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY, CHAPTER, • XIV May had passed, and June—and now it was July,' month of the wild - rose. Within its fortress of moun- tains the valley lay besieged by .a tor- rid heat. Bruce Landor, on his way to his herder's camp that lay beside a creek a good hundred miles away in the hills, brought his car to a halt on a high slope and drew a breath of re- lief as he 'paused and glanced back into the valley rippling bluely be- neath the blistering sun., He was grateful now for the cool flow of air along his temples, not only because it dispelled his physical discomfort, but because it soothed a Mind and heart that had been harrowed during the past few weeks. rp. Oven 'n could not credit the change. Autumni was too willful, : too independent to permit her father to make up her mind for her. Something else some- thing ome- thi of which he was in total i - ng tgnor ance, was behind, it all. But what- ever it was, there was no other course for him except a harsh discipline in forgetting. Ali utter loneliness enveloped hint now as he ascended the scantily tim- bered, wild mountain reaches. Over there, 'onl'y a short distance' toward the north, he the completely still, my sterious folds of the hills, lay the Dean summer range, skirting his own. Across a deep valley, spread over• the palely green mountainside opposite, one of the. twits of the Laird's flock *as dimly .discernible. Trained. though his eyes were ,to the ambig-' uity of vast distances, it was all Bruce could do to distinguish thea flock in that brilliant, thin atmosphere. But across the vacancy there cauie to him piercingly sweet, the sound of a bell. IIe knew that* belle -there was only ono like it anywhere in the Upper Country. It was Autumn Dean's 'Bas- que bell. The sound of it had drawn hint across the valley on his last trip, nearly a month ago now, and he had spent an hour of the, afternoon with the young Trish lad who was one of the Laird's herders. He would never forget the wilful blue eyes of the boy and the eagerness with which he strove to prolong the visit, As the sound of the bell struck across his senses now, .Bruce strove grimily to repudiate, the :significance, to himself, of that sound. It wap sheer senti- mentality on his town part that the bell seemed to chhne Autumn's name. He resolved that on his next. trip into the hills he would leave. home easy enough to turn aside. and spend an hour with the young herder. He would do so to -day but that he had to get back in time for an appointment he had made. that • might with a buyer in Kamloops. Just a fortnight ago, after a day such as this, Jane Lander had died quietly and unexpectedly in her sleep. Bruce's soat•ow had been eased some- what by his melancholy realization that she was spaced furthur pain and misery from an illness from which there could be no recovery, but his grief at her passing had been: none the less deep and lasting. i He had seen very little of Autumn' Dean since that night in May when he had gone to the Parrs' and had encountered in her a mood which had. eft him bewildered and harassed ev- ery time he recalled that Miserable eccasion, Only once since that night had he spoken to her, He had called on Hector Cardigan one afternoon' raid as he mounted the steps to the l loos,' Autumn had come hurriedly{ nut, passing him with a face strang- ely white and with only a swift word of greeting. He knew she had seen him -'from within and had: rushed a- way to avoidtallcitig with him. That visit with Hector had been a doleful affair. The olcl soldier haci been having words with Jarvis Dean's daughter—of that there could be no doubt in Theme's mind. Hector's grumpy mood had refused to yield to Bruce's efforts at facetiousness. In a moment the olcl man had burst forth in a voice full of distress, "It's I that girl! There's no talking to he'!"' "Why get so worked up over it?", Bruce had asked. "Why talk to her?" Even as he spoke, Bruee had known that his 'comment had been a defens-. ive one. -• And then Hector had looked at him ,for `a full Minute without speaking,' his wrath' cooling gradually; his droll senile coning. "There's little to choose between a young fool and an ole! one —save for a'. trifling disparity in years," he bad said, and had poured a couple of drinks from the decanter of wine on the, table. Bruce was thinking. of that after - 'noon with Hector now as he climbed back into his ear and 'started off a- ong the increasingly` difficult trail. The old fellow had reason enough to be distressed; or atleast g'r'avely con- cerned, if Autumn's 'reputation in the counbryside meant anything to him. And Bruce supposed it slid. Hec- tor Cardigan hacl looked after the girl from' her earliest. years as anxiously as if he had been her god - 'ether, And Autunm Dean was get- ting herself talked about rather free, ly among the gossips of the commun. ity. People in Kelowna and in Kam- toops were btisily, recounting her es- capades with the Parrs, Florian in particular, and with such others as made the Parr home a renclezous, and who flocked to their hunting lodge in the mountains near Kamloops for week -ends. They had plenty of fuel for their gossip, and Autunnn had ap- parently been , setting a ., deliberate 'hatch to it. As old Hector had said, 1.he girl wasn't giving a tinker's dans what'.they said about her. ' The conviction had grown grad- ually upon Bruce that •Autumn was easling this free lice oS hers with some ulterior purpose. He could not `.kink of het running wild: from choice. Nor had he ever been able to ,understand her violent change of manner toward him; unless the: Laird himself had brought it about by *nething he had told her, by some It was hate that evening when Brace drew up to the curb and got from his car before a gray, weather- ed building that had served as a trading post in the old days, The structure housed a billiard parlor now, and wee known locally as "Sandy's Place." 1t had become a rendezous for cattle and sheep men, ranch hands seekingemployment, and nondescript transients. But despite the deter- mination of the years to mold it to it less romantic form, there clung' a- bout it still some of the pungent, zest fed air of times gone by when sour- dotighs and chechalscos drifted in for a night's lodging and a 'game of Greekpoker. The proprietor was a rugged olcl Scotsman who bad himself been a prospector. on Williams Gree;:. 'here were not more than a half dozen idlers in the front roan of the place whets Bruce entered: He looked then over and sauntered into theback room, pausing id the door- way to glance about for the buyer he had come to see. 'He discovered his man in a far coiner of the smoke- filled room, seated at a pokes. table •with Foist . others, Bruce' moved a- cross the room and 51)oke. to him. The buyer looked up. "Hello, Lan- der!" he greeted. • Bruce spoke to the other men at the table. "Buy a stack and sit in, Lander," one of them* invited. "Not to -night," Bruce replied, "Ins going home to bed as soon as I've had a word with Myers here:" ',I'll be with you in a Minute,' said Myers: Bruce lighted a cigarette and %vatched the progress of the. play. IIe was not sure just what had drawn. his attention to a conversation at the table behind him, but presently the mention of Jarvis Dean's named caus- ed him to glance around. Curly Iiel , fort, a rancher from the Ashcroft dis- trict, was doing the talking while the others listened. Belford bad evlden try been drinking. Bruce gave his attention to the genie. at Myer's table. The click of the chips' and the mon: 1t1 otos sound of voices lay drowsily upon his' senses after a day in the mountains. • Belfort's voice' thrust itself hoists erously upon iris consciousness. Bruce could not help hearing tine words: "—and, by God, if there , wasn't ' old Dean's daughter standin' up out o' the haystack, an' strechin' her'sel'f ai seven o'clock in the niornin.' •Alt' I says to young Parr, "Do you think I'm i'tmnin' a country hotel,•or sone - thin'? Or is this the way they do it in Europe?" I says. But he kept, of tinkerin' sgith his car." Belford laughted heartily at his own joke. ."Some gal the Laird's brat hat tun- ed out to he, spendin' the night in a haystack with—" Brace had got up abruptly an 7 rteppecl over beside Belford; his face gone suddenly white, Isis mouth fixes' 1in a slight, contemplative smile as he stood looking down at the rancher, "You've; had too iintch to drink 1 Cuvly," Brueo iuterruted him. „ Belford's eyes moved in slow insol- once up and down Bruce's body: Ther hie mouth twisted' to one side in e ; drunken leer as he laid his cards down onthe table in front of him. "Who's tellin' me?'; 'he asked. "len „telling you," ;Bruce: replied JBuffalo and Goderich Div. •tieing. East, depart 7.08 a.m. Going .East, depart 3.00 p.m. Going West, depart 11,50 a.m Going -West,' depart 10:08 pan,. London, Huron 'Si; Bruce Going North,, ar. 11.34, lye 11.14' aan +Going .South 3.08 sign. "Only a drunken swine would talk the way; you're talking." Belford got to: his feet : with an oath, but Bruce pushed him back in- to" his chair, Muttering to himself,, Belfort sprang up ,and lifted .the chair. Before he could swing ,it, Bruce's hand had ' shot osst and the man staggered backwards and sttmtb-, led to the floor. The other men in the room rushed forward to interesse old Sandy among' them. Before they could prevent it, however, Belfort was on his fet ,and was rushing at Bruce.' "Stop this, now!" old Sandy or- ered. But even as he spoke, Bruce struck again and Belfort crumpled to the floor. Sandy 'flung his 'arms desperately about Bruce. "Stop it, lad!" he cried excitedly.. "Stop it;. or we'll have 'the l'ativ 00 lig!" Bruce shook him,lcoolly off. "Better not step into this, Sandy," he advised: "Belfort has something to say to nib' or one' of us has to. take ' a licking., law or no law!" , .Belfort had .pulled' himself together with: painful difficulty. Bruce strode over to hiin, but old Sandy stepped• between them .and faced Beifort. "Here, now," he' demanded, "what's all this about? What's it about. Cur- ly?" "Ask him," Beifort snarled. "What's it all about?" Sandy beg- ged of Bruce, maintaining his posit- ion stoutly between them. "Belfort knows," Bruce replied. "He has been talking about a certain young lady whose name-" ' "There was another woman with her, damn you! Belfort screamed, his face livid. And another than! The car was broke down;'. - "What you said was a lie then, wasn't it? Bruce prompted. "I told nothing • but. what I saw with my own eyes," Belfort retorted. "What you implied was a dans lie!" Bruce challenged, stepping toward him. Belfort's head began wagging to and fro as he watched Bruce in a sort of stupid fascination. Presently he nodded. "If you want to look at it that way," he admitted. "I only talkin'."' "Think twice . before you talk .like that again," Bruce advised him cao- ually, taking a cigarette from his shirt pocket as he spoke,, A half doyen of Belfort's friends lied got around him and were urging him toward the door, • "I'll talk to you again,"' said Bel - fort, over hie shoulder, "Any time, Curly," Bruce replied, and lit 'his cigarette. Sandy scratched his head in relief as Belfort disappeared through the doorway. Then he snook his head at Bruce. "Yon's a bad actor, lad;' he said quietly. "Ad be lookin' out for him if I was you." "I intend to," said Bruce •and'turn- ed again to take the seat beside Myers. fense, unless the snood itself were ae offensive one. 1 "1 know of no law against a .man being polite to his host," Hector coun- tered. "There; ought to be, then," said the Laird."A man would be better off, if he heard the truth now and then, even across his own dinner table." Hector coughed lightly. "The av- erage man is not better off, sir, no matter where he hears the truth." Jarvis seemed to consider that mat- ter for a moment, then dusted the gray ash lightly from the end of his cigar. "Have you heard about this fracas in old Sandy's back room a night or two ago?" he asked abrupt - "I was told about it, "• Hector ad- mitted cautiously. "Aye -and the whole country knows about it. It's a dirty business." "But one over which we have little control, I'm afraid:" Jarvis's look sharpened. "We have something to say on what brought it about," he said. "In my day a young woman's naive—if she was a lady—. wasn't mentioned 'in such a place." `"I have no doubt young 'Lander feels much the same about it—even in these clays " "That's not the point sir. In my day a young woman gave no reason for having her name bandied about over a poker table." . 'The tines have changed, it seems,' Hector marmered. "It's ourfault then, We've let these youngsters get out of hand with their racing about the country in automobiles and their abominable cocktails and the like. Where is it going to stop?" But his` eyes were half closed in self- his voice betraying a little impatience concealment. r . as he spoke. "She hasn't told me that," Hector "But we're used to it, Mr. Dean," replied. "I: can only guess, at best," Linda offered with a smile, "What's ,your guess, then?" "So I have been infor•tned," said the Rector returned to his seat and sel- Laird. "Axe you young ladies aware eeted another cigarette. "It is nip op- that your conduct in creating a deal inion, Jarvis, that the girl has been of talk in the district?" in love -ever since she came " back Autumn ., nailed, "You're not oth-. here." sb eking• your head, Da, over what the The Laird frowned, "There was no i' hav t " escaping themeaning of Hectors Pm bothertn m head about ypu, words. "You mean—this young Lan- " g r my girl, he interrupted her.' "Do dor'." you know that your name was the "Certainly," said Hector, centre of a scandalous brawl in the Jarvis shrugged impatiently. "Pup -I backroom of a dive M Kamloops the py-love!" he _exclaimed. "She'll get other night?" ' over that—if . she isn't already over "We've hoard all about it, Da," it." Hector replied. 'It was simply ab - Hector looked steadily at the Laird suArtd:" for .a moment without speaking.. "What you see," he said at last, his "Seifert is a beast," Autumn went voice very low, "is probably the pro- on, cess: by which she hopes to get over "A girl with any respect for her - it; And it would not surprise, me to self doesn't give a beast any excuse learn that she finds it as painful' as for talking," her father observed. you do." , •Autumn' checked her rising anger. "Tommyrot!" the Laird exploded. "There were four of us in the party-. "You have asked my opinion," Hec-"Lin and I, and Florian and a friend for said with ,dignity, "and I ain giv-l of his," she explained: "We were corn - it. in " ling home. along the highway from g Ashcroft. Wegot• started later than It I thought there was anything to that," the Laird replied, "I'd sell we had intended and when we got as up and get out—and take her .with far as' Belfort's ranch the car broke me." clown. While the boys worked on the "I know you would," Hector obser- car, Lin and I went to sleep in a hay- eed, "—and accomplish nothing." stack close to the road, Belfort towed "What do youmeanby that sir?" us to a garage about seven o'clock in Hector smiled patiently at . the the morning." Laird. "You ought•to know the breed "Or we should have been there better than to ask that," he said. "If, still," Linda added. Millicent's daughter is in love, there's "And that's all there is to the do about it, I think." very little that either you or I can story," Autumn concluded. •I accept your 'account on its suer - "But piquant," Linda put in. Hector sighed, half -amused, and yet There followed along silence at the its," Jarvis said, "but it explains thorougiy aware of what was troub- ling the Laird's Mand. • "They'll .probably all marry and set- ale down and have children of their own to plague them in their turn," he said lightly. Jarvis leaned forward in his chair and looked fixedly at his guest. "I want your opinion about that girl of mine," the said frankly. "What's she like?" Hector smiled; "She's your own slaughter, sir," he replied. "You ought to khow her better than I." "I don't. She was never anything CHAPTER XV The Laird had asked old Hector Cardigan to dinner. It was rarely these days that Hector was invited to dine alone. with Jarvis Dean. In the old days he had frequently been a. guest eat the Castle, but that, as Hector . knew, had been Millicent's. doings. There had never been any- thing but the most cordial relation- ship between the two men, however, but Jarvis had lived too much to him- self during the years since his wife's death. The dinner had been of the best- the very, best that poor old Hannah was capable of producing. There had even been a touch of elegance to it: When Jarvis Dean desired to snake an occasion of it, he had saddle of lamb for the main course. As soon as Hector had seen Hannah lay a saddle of lamb before the Laird, he knew his presence at the table was something of an event in the life di Jarvis. It was not until they had left the table, however',' and, had retired to the drawing room that hit host gave any inkling of what was on his mind. The Laird had paused in the hallway and asked whether they would go to thelibrary or sit in the drawing room. Hector had not hesitated In making the choice. The library was the one, spot in the house that helong- ed ,peculiarly to Jarvis Dean. The drawing room, on the other hand, had been Millicent's and held some ling- ering aroma of her presence there. Besidesr Hector's band had done' its best in making the room what -it was. "O.f gourse," Jarvis said, when Hec- tor had expressed his preference. "I Might have known. Go in and sit down. I'll fetch the orandy." And Mosv the two men sat on op- posite sides of the empty fireplace, their old-fashioned brandy glasses in their hands, pledging each other's health in stately ,and anelent fashion. The Laird trimmed and lighted a cigar, turning it round and round in his fingers as hecontemplated it pensively. Hector drew a cigarette from his own, case and lighting it, extinguished the thatch and placed it carefully on the tray beside him. "It isn't often," the Lairs! began, "that 1 ask a urian to help me con- sider my private affairs. "It isn't often you have required the advice of another," ' Hector• en- couraged. Jarvis blew a thick cloud of smoke. from his lips and sighed heavily. "That's' a polite remark, sir," hesaid as if ho were talkingtohimself, "but it's a prodigous lie, just the same." Hector knew his hov. To be call- ed a liar• by Jarvis Dean was no of end of which Jarvis helped himself to, nothing.. The whole escapade was a another drink and poured one for his. scandal and an outrage, whether Bel - guest. They toasted each other accord- fort had anything to do with it or not. ially as if there had been no disagree- There'li be no repetition of the like, ment between them, and then the my girl, if you are to remain in my Laird turned abruptly to talking of house!" things that left no room for differ -1 Hector Cardigan remained silent, epees of opinion . I but every now •and then a profound It was almost midnight when Aut-, sigh escaped him which was to Aut- umn singularly audible above the deep umn finally came home, bringing Lin- ' and vehement tones of her father's da Parr with her to stay for a few days at the Castle. The girls cause I voL Linda Parr had turned large and upon the two old men seated before wondering eyes upon the Laird: "It's the, fireplace, their brandy glasses 'In probably not my place to speak, Mr. thou hands, their eyes grown heavy Dean," she ventured, "but the whole but a child to me -until now. Since from sitting up long past their time affair was quite aceideintaI and we re- elie came back, she's been a stranger for bed. ' gret it quite as much as you do. We in the house. More than half the "Why, Da—we had no idea you'd probably regret it more, since it was time' -she's not here at all. She'll be be waiting for us at this hour!" Aut- Ke who had to sleep out. On the back here to -night from the parr umn exclaimed, after greetings Jiad other hand, young people are quite Lodge—not alone, either, I'll warrant gone around. "You should have been capable of taking care of themselves —and the place will be like bedlam in bed hours ago." 1nowadays." until she goes' again." She laid, aside her hat and gloves (to be continued) Hector got up and tossed his cig- as she spoke and seated herself in arette into the empty maw of the one of the Queen Anne chairs, her' - fireplace .He walked to the French feet curled up under bee, her elbow 1 Bacon shipments to the British windows and looked out upon the gar- resting on the arm of the chair, her Isles in 1935 totalled 125,000,000 den that glowed palely under summer chin pressed against her palm. Linda i pounds, or about • 5,000,000 pounds starlight. I sat near her, comically prim, her more than during 1934. Exports of "I have been wondering about the hands folded in her lap, her feet, pork in 1935 were more than double girl," he said at last. `:I have talked placed' very precisely on the floor—' those of the previous year, the total with her, too, She is not happy" "Happy?" Jarvis grunted. "What does she want that she cannot have?" the image of discreet 'propriety, j amount being slightly over 7,000,000 "The hour is no later for me than, pounds, as compared with 3,330,000 it is for you, my girl," Jarvis replied, pounds in 1934. 1 • INVITATION .. COUNT I S from advertising in a big a big way. 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