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The Seaforth News, 1939-08-31, Page 6"'So 1 should think, since your ,oheeks are so red," Laity Garvington (hastily intervened to 'prevent the 'further exchange of ,compliments. "Will you he back to luncheon, 're. join The men at the cov- erts?" Neither. 111 drop on Lambert for a !teed. Where :.re you going?" "let. sore 1 'erne know," said 'the lusts : a agm ly. "There's lots to do.. 1 :1,11 '..="s x '< to he done. When 1 teirk .. it, and she drifted along terrace etel into the bone like a el •:'.c: t u'V I eny wey lo the wind. ee1,y ie rte 1 ,after her limp tig- ore ee ntenpttu, t then yell: !,,l1111,1 C.3 ga1s;. .J \It... 1_elgri sit. end ,.;.1k.,. .y, t. t1in .+ Chi tee - Cat. erl: t t -n 11 Co'r1111,11te.fi Mrs. le' grc•:e .e herself x1.ta elle saw \lies ler: ey s tn::: back dieappeer behind thNathine hall ee. pretty. S see J r , greet ('snorer- mare. And I nee,. -tic ire x,'111. was reet. tr' marry her,- -+e adied the epithet ;-ng- (:ester hat kine. "if only to cut her flew' ;off." CHAPTER 11. ' rreby wung clone to.vards tier ,eoinetica: with a ma.rn,ine stride sed .n great finery as 'thoteet the hoc entered herself for a Marathon tea, It wase a warn', misty day, and the pale August sunshine radiated it aintly through The •smoky atmos- phere. Nothing was dear -cat and nothing was aihtint sr hazy was the r.utIook. The hedges were losing their greenery and had Mosomed forth in- to myriad ,bunches of ruddy '(tips and haws, and the n dally hard road was sof underfoot because of the penet- rating quality of the moist air. There was no wind to clear away the misty igreynese. hut yellow leaves without its aid dropped from :the disconsolate trees. The lately -reaped fields stretch- ing in either 'side of the lane down 'which the lady was walking, presented a stubbled expanse of brown and dim gold nneven and' distressful to' the eye. The dying would was in ruin's and Nature .had red»ieed herself to that necessary chaos, out of whioh, when the coming snow 'com'pleted its task, she 'would 'build to new heaven and a new earth. ,An artist might have had :ore such poetic fancy, and would certainly have looked lovingly on the alluring colors and forms of 'decay. But Miss 'Greeby was no artist, and prided 'herself upon ,being an angresively matter -al -fact young woman. With her big boots 'slapping the ground Rod' her 'big 'hands thrust into the pockets of her 'mannisth jacket, she bent her head in a medit- ative 'fashi'on and trudged 'briskly on- ward. W'h'at romance her hard nature 'was capable oi. mac 'uppermost naw, but it had tr do strictly with her per- sonal 'feeling_ anddid not require the picturesque autumn landscape O10 irnpresve or help it in any ne man's name ‘suggested romance to hsltiff, breezy Clara Greeby, and that name was !Noel lambert. She 'mur- mured it over and over 'again to. her heart, and her hard :face flushed into some'thing almost like 'beauty, as she remembered that .she would 'soon behold its owner. "But be won't 'care," she said aloud, and threw' 'back her thud defiantly: then after a pause,'she !breathed 'softly, "Bat I shall anake him ,care.' the task Itf she happened to do so, was one ,which 'required a great am- ount lot 'skfl'1 and a !greater amount Of 'womanly courage, neither of whioh 'qualities Miss Greehy 'possessed. She had no ,skill in managing a 'man, as the- instincts were insufficiently {eminine, and her courage was of a purely rtou'gthaand-tonttble kind. She 'could. have endured .hunger ,and thirst anal 'cold: she could !have beaded a Iiorlarn bone: 'elle tcccul'dhave 'held to a sinking ship: 'brut she had no !stare of that occulty femMine Peerage which men ,don't un'deretand aiudw.muich ch woman ,can't ,explain, however they may exhibit it, Miss Greeby was as excellent comrade, !bot .costd not be The beloved .of any Man, because Of the very limitations !of semi - THE SEAFORTH NEWS Ablbot''s 'Wo'od fairly •well,."a's11 was rarely that at least one picture dealing i with it .did rat appear. Mies. Greeby had 'explored .the 'wood I before and knew exactly where to find ,The icottage'mentioned by ,Lady Garvington. On the verge off lire trees she saw the !blue 'smoke of the 'gypsies' camp fires, 'ante heard 'th'e vague aauurmtur of dtonaany voices, 'bust, avoid'in'g ;the vagrants, she 'book her •way through tlse forest by a winding path. This teitiunetely led her to a 'spaviou's';bade, in the 'centre sof Which stood a dozen or more rough Monolith of 'mossy 'gray and weather=worn 'stones, 'disposed lin a Icirel'e. Probably these were ;all that 'remained of sone Druidical temple, .and• .archaeologists icame :from far and near to view the weird relics. And In the 'middle of 'the cirole stood the c'atbage: a !tlhatched dwelling, 'which 'mi'gh't have 'had to 'd'o with :a .fairy take, with its whitewa's'hed walls tcavered with ivy, and. ins llatticed wititdows, on 'the fl'e'dges of 'w'hi'ch stood pots of homely flowers. There was oo fence mound' this musts dwelling, las the monoliths 'stood as !guardians, and the space between the 'cottage 'wa'ils and the ,gigantic !stones mas'planted thiic'k- ly with 'feagraatt English f'lowe'rs. Snapdragon, 'sweetwilliam, marigolds, and scented clove carnations, ,were :all to Ibe found 'there: also there was Thyme, paint, sage and other plot herbs. And the whole !perfumed space was (girdled by trees old and young, which stood !back 'foam the 'ern e"raid,beau ty of untrimmed lawns. A more ideal spot 'fat' 'a dreamer, or an artist, or a hermit, or for the 'straying prince of a fairy 'tate, it .would have !been quite i:at'possiele to (find. Miss Gredby's :rig- °rens entad 'course personality seemed to ;break in a noisy mann er—al though he did not utter a single word—the enchanted :silence of the'solita'ry place. However, the intratder'was 'too 'mat- ter-of-fact to tete "able alaout the se- queetered liveliness of this unique dwelling. She ;strode across lawns, .and passing tbepoied the monolith,, march- ed like an invader tip the 'narrow path between the radiant flower -beds, From the ton ;green door she raised the burnished knacker and 'brought 4 down with an em'p'hatic hang. Shortly the door !opened with a 'pettish tug, a, though the person Ochi id was rather annoyed by .the noise, and a .very tall, well-huile alien young man nnatle 'his appearance on 'the 'threshold. Ile !held a 'p'alette on the thumb of one 'hand and 'c1•tuched a sheaf 'of !brushes, while another 'brush was in lois anauth, and luckily impeded a rather rough wel- come. The look in pair 'of keen blue eyes certainly :Deemed to resent the intrusion beat at the eight of Miss Greehy this irritalbahty 'changed to a glance of .suspicion. 'Lambert. from old associations, 'liked this visitor very well on the Whole, but that 'feminine intuition, which all creative natures passers, warned him That it was wise to kep her at ,arm's length. She !had never 'plainly told her love; but she had aessatrediy'hinted at it mmore or 'less by eye and manner and ,undue •haunt- in'gs of This footsteps when eneLondoe. He could not .tru'tl fitell•y hell himself (that the was glad of her unexpected .visit. For quite half a animate . they stood staring at lone !another, anti Miss Greeby's 'hard :cheeks •flamed" to a pop- py red at the sight of the man she loved. "Well, Hermit" she observed, when he 'made no remark. "As the mountain would not 'come to Malmme't, the pr+ophet 'has dome to the iramrtain." "The mountain is welcome," saki Lambert diplomatically. and shod aide, so that she might enter. Then adopting' the bluff and breezy, rough - and - ready - mean - to - 'man attitude which Mics Greeby) like to 'see in her friends, he added: 'Come in old ,girl! It's a pal come to see a pal, isn't it?" "Rather," assented Miss Greeby. al- though. womanlike, she was not to tireiy pleased with this unnomatic wee - 'coon. "We played as brats together, didn't we? 'Yes," glee 'added 'meditat- ively, when following Lambert into into his ,studio, "I think we are as 'chummy as a 'matt and wtomam 'well tan be." "True enough. !You are 'always a good sort, Clara, 1 -low 'wen you are looking --more of a mean than ever." "Why?" Lambert raised his eye- brows. ' A:c a 'girl you always liked to be 'thought "manly, and !said again 'and again that you wished you were a dray." I 'find that 1 a aan a woman., after all," +sigthlted 'the visitor, dropping into a 'chair .and looking around; "with a woman's feelings, too." "And very nice those !feelings are, since they iaave 'influenced you to pay ane a visit in. the ,wilds," remarked the artist etapertutibably. "What are you 'doing in the wilds?" "Painting," 'was the laconic retort. "So I tee. Still-life ;pictures?" "Not 'exactly." He pointed :toward the easel. "Behold and approve." Miss Greeby .did tbeih'oid, but • she certainly 'lid trot approve, because she WAS 0 'woman 'and in love itt was Only a pictured head the saw, hut the head was that of a 'very beautiful ,girl, whose lace 'smiled loom She canvas in a subtle, defiant ' way, as if aware b1 its wild loveliness. The raven hair 'masculinity upon which site 'prided herself. Noel Lambert wanted a womanly woman, and Lady Agnes was his ideal of what a wile shoved be. Miss Greeby Iliad in every 'possi'ble way offered herself for the post, abut Lambert had never cared for her :suf- ficiently 'to endure the .Thought of pas - sine theough life with her beaside hint, He :aid s'he wee "a good 'start;" and when a moan sacs that 'a1 a Boman, she unay he to 'hint at good 'friend, ,or einem a platonic chum, hot she 'cyan never he :t desirable wife in his eyes. What elio, Greeby lacked was 'sex, and lacking that. lacked ever}•thin(. It we:: str«itge that with her rough screech sense slit 'could not grasp t''i- want. But tete thought that Lam- le.rt required what she could never gee -mainly. the feminine tenderness of ,-'r strettg'ta,cnline natures love— tie ver uc ;ed her veru clear and matlieniatiettl ntittd, t os.he et - bent 'mon a fools er- rand at, elle strr,de toward: the lblt't s Wood. although she diel not know- it. tier aim was to capture Lambert a, her buebaud: and Iter plan t, eceemplish her wt -h by working on the heart -hunger he moo its tI a 1iy felt. vowing to the 1ns s of .Agoes Pine. Id .he hoed that lady in a chivalreru. fashion—and Mips Greatly !believed that he did- she was absolutely levet to '!tint as •the wife of another •matt. Lambert 'would never de -grade her into a divorce court appear'mce. And perhaps, after all, as 11iss 'Greehy tlmu'ght hopefuely, lois love for Sir Hnhert s wife ,might have tamed to scorn that she had .preferred nawtey to true love. Bot them, again, as Miss Grecby eentettthered. with a 'darkening; face Agnes had 'married the million- aire so as to save the family estates from theing sold. Rank leas its oblig- ation. and Lambert 'night approve of the sacrifice, since 'he was the next heir to the Garvington title. "We shall 'ave what his attitude is." decided \hiss Greehy, as ,she entered the A'bbot's Wood, and delayed arranging 'her future plans until the folly understood his feelings towards the woman be had lost, I:n 'the meantime, Lambert would want a comrade, and Miss Gre- eby 'was prepared to sink her *man- tic feelings, for tlae time being, an or- der to be one. The forest 'which belonged to Garvington, to Piing as he paid :the in- terest on the 'nsortage—'was not a very large one. In the old clays it' had been 'of greater size 'and well stocked with wild animals, so well stocked indeed. •that the abbots of a near monastery had used it for .many hundred years as a hunting ground. But the anon- actery had vanished staff the 'face sof illy earth, as not even its ruins were •left, and the 'game had' .disappeared as the forest 'grew smaller and the district around 'became 'more papulatee. A Lambert of the Georgian 'period --.the family name of Lord Garvington was Lambert -shad acquired what .was left 'of the monastic 'woad by winning it at a' game of cards from the nnoble- ntan who had then owned it. Now it. was 'simply a longe patch of green in the middle of a somewhat .naked .county, for Hengishire is not remark- able for woodlands. There were rab- bits and birds, 'hedgers, stoats and ,such -like w'fbd things in it stili 'dnnsapic- .uous by their absence, Garvington !coked after it about as !much as he 'did after the rest of :his estates, which wag not saying clouch. The fat, round little 'lord's 'heart 'was always '4, the 'kitchen, andhis 'he'preferred eating tea falii•ning his !duties as a landlord. Con- sequently, the Abbot's Wteod was more or les's tpubiic 'property. save when Garvington turned .crusty and every O w :and then cleaned out all interlopers. But 'tram'ps 'came to sleep in the wood, and gypsies damped in its glades, while !connnaer time b'rou'ght many artists to rave about its ;sylvan beauties, and paint 'pictures of ancient trees 'and silent pools, and mugged lawns 'besprinkled with rainbow wild 'flowers. 'People who went to the Academy and to the ,various art ex- hibitions in Bona 'Stret't 'knew the streamed.straightly down 10 +111,e .shoulders—for the Ibnst of Pone 'model was slightly indicated—and 'there, 'bunched out into .curl's. A red.and yel- low handkerchief was (knotted round 'the brow's, and 'dangling 'sequins -add ed to its 'barbaric eppearatvice. Nose and sips wed eyes, ,and coaatou:rs, were :all perfect, and it really 'seemed as +c4 (beauty. It was 'gypsy 'countenance, and there .lurked in its 'loveliness that wild untamed look which 'su'g'gested unrestricted naamings and rthe !spac- ious freedom of the road The sudden, (jealous " fear (w'hich sunged mato Miss Greeley's (heart climbed to her throat .and 'choked her +stpeeioh. But she ;had wisdom 'enough to check unwise words, atad (gl'an'ced round 'the 'studio to 'recover :her com- posure. The 'roam was .snnall 'ata'd bare- ly ifurni'shed; a Icou'oh, two 'deep arm- chairs, acrd' a small table 'filled its lino tied area. The 'walls 'and roof were 'painted a pale green, and a carpet of the same 'delicate hue 'covered the 'I,>loor. Of course, there were .the 'u'sual painting ,materials, Ibeaslhes and easel and Palettes 'and 'tribes of calor, +to- .gether with 'a slightly raised platfaran near one wiaad'ow 'w'here the model could sit or 'stand. The window itself had no 'curtains and was filled with 'plain 'glass, affording plenty of 'light. "The 'other windrows of tlae cottage are latticed," said Lambert, seeing his visitor's eye's wander in that 'direction. "I !tads 'th'at glass p'u't ie'when 1 'canoe here wronth ago. No sight man filter through lattices—in 's'ufficient quantity that its—to 'see the 'erne 'tones tot the Colors." "Oh, bother the 'win'dow!" muttered Miss Greeby restlessly, 'for elle bad not .yet gained cotanntancl of 'her emotions Lambert laughed and looked at his picture with his 'head on one side, and a very handsome head it was, as Mies 'Greeby thought. "It bothered ole until I had it !part right, I assure you. But you dont seemed pleased with my crib." 'I't's not .good enough for you "Since when have I 'been a (sybarite, Clara?" "I 'mean you rcisdtt to think about," your position." • rejoined Lambert, throwing. !himself on the couch and .producing his 'pipe. "May I smrake?" "Yes, and if you Have any decent Cigarettes 1'11 join you. Thanks! "She 'deftly •caught the silver case 'lee threw her. "But yoter position?" Five 'hundred a year and no oc- cupation, since 1 have been 'brought up to neither trade noir profession," said Lambert 'leisurely. "Well?" "You are an heir to a title 'and to a large 'property," "Which is heavily mortgaged. As to the title" — Lambert 'shrugged this •shou:iders — "Garvitagtaa's wife may have 'children." "I don't think so. They 'have been 'married ten years or more, You are certain to 'conte in for every 'thing." "E'verythin'g consists of nothing," -said the artist coolly. "Well," 'drawled Miss Greeby, 'p'uf- fing luxuriously at her cigarette, which was Turkish .and soothing, "nothing .may turn into soanething when these mortgages are 'cleared off." "Who is 'g'oin'g to clear them?" "Sir Humbert Pine." Lambert's (brow dontracted, as she knew they would when this name was mentioned, and be 'carefully attended to filling his pipe 'so as to avoid meet- ing her chard, inquisitive eyes. "Pine is a .man of Ibusmces, and if he 'nays off the 'mortgages he will take over the (property ass security. I don't see that Garvington 'will he any better off in that case." "Lambert," said Miss Greehy very decidedly, anti determined to 'know precisely what he felt like, "Garving- ton only allowed his (sister to marry Sir Hubert 'hecau.'e the was rich. I don't know 'far certain, of 'dourse, 'but I should think it probable that he made an arrangement with Pine 'to have things put straight because of tthf marriage." "Possible and 'probable," said the artist 'shot -1,1y, and wincing 'but told friend as you are, 'Clara, 1 don't see the necessity of 'tal'kin'g about ;business which does not .concern me. Sp'ea'k to Garvington," "Agnes 'concerns you." "How dbjecti'onatbly 'direct you are," exclaimed La'nttbert in 'a vexed tone. "And (how utterly wrong. Algn'es .does not, 'but 'concern m'e in 'the feast. I bowed heras 'she 'ch'ose to maiiy Pine, why there's n'o more Ira Ibe said." "If there was 'nothing snore to be salol," observed lass Greeby Shrewd*? "you 'would not lbe burying yourself (here." `Why not? I am fond 'of nature and art, and may income is not enough to permit airy living 'decently in Lo^ndom. I ,h'ad'to !caws 'the army Ibecawse I 'was so 'poor. Garvington (has 'given nt this 'cartage rent gree, so I''m jolly enough with may tplainting and with Mrs. Tribb as :h'ousekeepr and cook Sli:e' a perfect !dream of a 'rook:" ended Larnlbnt thoughtfully. Miss Greeby shook her red head. "Yost Can't deceive me." THURSDAY, AUGUST 31, 1939 "Wlao wants to, anyhow?" deman- ded the than, umlconsci'ously American. "You !do. . Yon wish to snake out drat you prefer to !camp here 'instead of admitting+ that you would like to be at the Manor (because Agn'es—" Lambert 'juin'p'ed nap 'crossly. "011, leave Agnes out ,of 'alae 'question. she is Pine's wife, so that settles 'things. It's no nese +Drying for the moon, and•— "Then you still'wish for the 'moon," interpolated lh'e 'woaateri quickly. . "Not even you have tihe right to ask me such a question," 'repl'ied Lam- bert 4 a quiet anti decisive tone, "Let as 'change the subject" Miss Greeby pointed to 'the Ibeauti- •fud'face snzilfng'on the 'easel, "'I advise you to," she said cignifi'camtly. "You 'seam to (have Dame •here to 'give me good .advice," "Which you 'won''' :take," she retorted, "Because it isn't needed." A mean's a Imam and a woman's a woman." "That's 'as true as taxes, as Ma. Blarkis (observed, if you are acquainted 'with tills writings 'of the 'late Oharl•es Dickens. Well?" Again Nliss 'Greeby pointed to Shat picture. " She's very pretty," "I shouldn't have painted her otlaer- wise," "O'h, 'then the "original 'of that 'p'ar- trait does exist?" "anted you scall it a portrait if an original' 'didn't exist?" demanded aded the young 'Haan tartly. ''Sint you want to know so much, you .may as well some to the gypsy encampment on the wood and satisfy yourself." He threw 'on a Pana'm'a 'bat, with a ,cross look, "Since when have you comae to 'the 'conclusion 'that I need a dry nurse?' "01a, don't 'talk 'bosh!" said Miss 'Greeby rigorously, and springing to her 'feet, "Yon take taae at the foot of the letter -and too seriously, I only carne drere to see how my ole! pat was 'getting on." "I'm ele right and as jolly as a sand - boy. Now. are you satisfied?" "Quite. 'On'ly don'tfall in 'love with :the 'original 'of your 'portrait." "Lt's rather late in the day to warty ane," said Ilamatbret dryly, "for 1 hate 'kn'ow'n the 'girt for six mouths. I 'net her in gypsy caravan when on a walk- ing tour, and offered to' paint her. Sloe .15 'down there with her people, and yon 'can see her whenever you 'leave a mind to." "'1There's no time like the present," said hiss 'Greeby, .accepting the offer with alacrity. "Cone along, old 'boy." Then when they .stepped out of the cottage garden on 'to The lawns, she asked 'pointedly, "What is her name?" "'Cha'idea." "Nonsense. That is the uaante of the country." "I never denied that, my dear 'girl. But 'Chaldea was 'born in tlae country whence she takes' her none. Down Mesopotamia way, I believe. These gypsies wander far and wide, you knew. She's very pretty, and has the temper of the foal 'fiend 'himself.Only Kara' can keep her in order." "Nelho is Kara?" "A Servian gypsy who plays the fiddle like an angtl. He's a crooked - [backed, 'black -faced, 'harry ape of a .dwarf, but highly popular on account Iof his music. Also, 'he's 'crazy about •Chaldea, and loves her to distraction." "Does she dove 'him?" Miss Greeby asked in her 'd'irect 'f'ashi'on. "No," replied 'Lambert, 'colouring under this tan, and closed his lips firm- ly. He +waas a very presentable 'figure of a natant, as he walked beside the un- usually tall 'woman. His :face was un- deniably (handsome in a fair Saxon 'fashion, and, this eyes were as blue as those of Miss Greeby herself,'while his ;complexion was much more del- icate. 'In fact, she considered that it was munch too good a complexion akar one of the male sex, but admitted in- wardly that its 'possessor was any- thing but effeminate, when he 'had 'such .a heavy jaw, such a 'firm chain, and .swell set of 'lips. Lambert, indeed, at .first sight 'did 'indeed look so ami- able, as to appear for the torment quite weak; but ,clanger always stiffen- ed 'hien into a dangeeou's adversary, and his face when aaoused was most unpleasantly fierce. 'He 'walked with e, military swing, his 'Shoulders 'well set (back 'anud iris head !crested like that of a striking !serpent. A rough and 'warlike hide would !have 'brought out his !best points of endurance, .cap- ability 'to pian and 'stri'ke quickly, and iron .decision; but the avant of o'pp'ar- ettsnity 'and 'the enervating influence's of civilized existenct, en•ade iaina a man of possibilities. When time, and place and chance offered he could act the 'tlae hero with the best; but tacking thtse things' he remained imsaoououe Tike gunpowder wihich'has no spark to fire it. best; 'bet 'lacking these things the re sriainecl innocnuous hike 'gunpowder which has ,no spark to .fire it. Thinking ,ef these things, , Miss Greeby abandoned the •subject of Cleal'dea, and of her possible dove for Lambert, and .explained impulsively 'Why 'don't you 'chuck cfvileration and strike the lout -trail?' (Co/Ahmed) PROFESSIONAL CARDS MEDICAL SEAFORTH CLINIC Dr. E. A. McMaster, MB., Graduate of University of Toronto. 3, D. Colquhoun, M.D., C.M., Grad- uate of Dalhousie University, Halifax. 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