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the train pulled into, the station saun-
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CHAPTER VIII
SYNOPSIS
One Ordway, nineteen, is shock-
ed to find that David Ellicott, old
famlily friend, is in love with her
beautiful mother, Elinor. Anne
adores' both +her Parente. One
night Anne and Garry Brooks
meet a strange ytoung man mak-
ing
aking coffee over a lire in a mea-
dow. Later, the stranger sees
somrebody through a second 'story
window in Anne's house take
something from a 'dressing etable.
Next morning Anne's pearls are
gone and Garry suggests the
young man may have taken them.
He is identified •aa Charles Pat-
inertsion, •whose, wise la bringing
sensational divorce charges
against him. Elinor confesses to
Vicky, Anne's companion, that
she took the pearls aid Vicky re- •
:deems them.. Anne's parents are
to be divorced and Anne goes to
stay at Vicky's. farm home.
Charles, living nearby, goes. to a
tea room one day, and meets
Vicky and Anne.
"No, no," she said sharply. ""I
shall never' Marry. Marriage makes
peopUe unhappy. Look at your life.
Look at Daddy and Mother. Do
you think I'd dare? But there have
been great friendships, like the one's
we've read about. We might never
see each other, but we could write,
write, and it would: be wonderful."
"More than wonderfuI."
So it was agreed. They would
write, but they would keep apart.
Charles would go on with his book,
and Anne would find some work to
fill the emptiness of her day's.
"But they will not be empty
now," she told shim as he left ler.
"Nor will mine," he said in a
moved voice.
Margot Patterson• rode often in
the park. She was at her best on
thorseback, and she loved the rhythm
of it.. , The old nursery rhyme was
running in cher mind this morning ;n
the midet of the whirling storm.
"The north wind doth blow and we
'shall have snow." How well she re-
membered her old English nurse
teaching her that song as they had
watohred the snow from the window.
She thought of therself as a child.
A pretty child. Spoiled. Not by her
nurse, but by her mother and father.
And then in Uater years by Charles.
Mat had been the trouble. If he
had boesed her or bullied her there
would have been at least the excite-
ment.
Weil, she had excitement enough
with Bart. His youth and energy
had kept 'her on her toes. That was
the charm or him. He dominated,
and even made her doubtful of her
power to bold • him. She had never
been doubtful of Charles. So she
bad let him go.
He still, she was sure, loved, her.
She could have him back when she
wanted. But she did not want shim.
She wanted Bart. And as she rode
on 'through the snow her thoughts
ran ahead of her to meeting him
that night at dinner and a dance
afterwards.
She rounded the top of a hill and
looking down saw a car with the
snow failing heavily about it and
as if to provide for her the excite-
ment which Charles bad always
failed to provide, the wind suddenly
blew the snow away and showed
her husband, and against his shoul-
der ,the head of a girl.
She had thought Charles inconsol-
able, and here he was consoling
himself with youth and beauty! The
temptation was great to confront
him now, but she thought better of
it and rode on, cher mind not onBart
but on Charles and the girl in 'his
arms.
She did not see Charles again un-
til after the decree was granted and
she was a free woman. She met him
in the office of his lawyer. She was
"And to the pretty girl I saw yo
with one afternoon?"
In spite of himself he showed his
surprise.
"When?"
"I was riding in the park and
came on a charming scene."
I -Ie said stiffly,, "I prefer not to
talk about it."
"But I want to talk about it. Who
is she, Charles?"
"Why bring her into it?"
"You mean you're ashamed of
her?"
With a quick gesture he stopped
her. "There is' no reason why I
should not tell you her name. She
is Anne Ordway. Her father and
mother were divorced some weeks
ago and It has brriken her heart. If
I dared ask her to marry me, I
would do it, but I don't dare. For I
am !barred with the same brush as
her parents."
"You mean you love her?" she
asked incredulously.
"I am not here to discuss that," he
said.
He deft her then. He had given
her what she 'asked, but she was not
satisfied. In three weeks she and
Bart would be married and would be
off to Lonon on Charles' money.
Bart had no money of his own.
On Christmas Day Charles had
written to Anne:
u en a shimmering street to the ame-
thyst of the' horizon,, the sands en
which the children apnea. were pale
gold under ,their twi'nleling feet.
To tee children Anne was, that
morning, more than ever like the
fairy prineese in their story books,
The children danced until they
were tired, then were pet to rent
while Anne and Vicky went back ie
set forth on a long table fruit and
sandwiches and milk.
Thus it happened that the chil-
dren, wide-eyed, were the first to
see a slender dark-haired mean de-
soend from a shining roadster and
walk towards them.
"Where is Miss Ordway?" asked
the man.
"Over there," said one of the
children, pointing. "She said she
was expecting a gentleman-"
Then Anne came running up.
"Garry!" 'she said. "Where in the
world did you come frons?"
"I'm just back from Italy. I called
up your gather and got your address,
then motored down to Vicky's and
they directed me here."
Anne's mind was in a turmoil.
What meddlesome fate had brought
Garry here on this day which was
to have been Charles,' own?
She found herself saying, "We're
having a picnic lunch and you must
help us eat it."
"It is: not of food •I am thinking.
Anne,• why didnrt you —answer my
letter?"
"I told you not to write. I wanted
to be away from everything."
"And everybody — including my-
self? Well, you needn't think you
can lose nue. I've come back more
in Love with ytou than ever, my dar-
ling."
"I'm not your darling."
"You have always been. You can't
make it different by saying so. And II,
now, when are you coming home?"
"Home?"
" o Carroll County."
"I'm not coming back."
"But you can't- bury yourself here
forever."
"I'm not buried. And I mean
what I salt--tbrat I am never going
back to Mother and Daddy. I am
done wale them."
"Anne, how can you be so hard?"
"I'm not hard. Things are simply
over. That's
"But you're not done with me?"
"I'm afraid I am, Garry." Then,
as a whistle blew, "Vicky is calling
us to lunch. We can talk later."
The children came to the table,
Vichy said grace, and Anne brought
a little tray for herself and-, Garry
to where he sat ashort distance
from the table. -
Ile said moodily. "I'm' not hungry.
I want to see you alone."'
She made him eat, .however, be-
fore she went on with him to 'where
a curve of the beach hid them from
the others.
Then Garry •-said abruptly, "What
other man were you expecting?"
"How did you know there was
another man?"
"The children told me."
There was red in her cheeks as
she said, "If I must tell you, it is
Charles Patterson."
He stared at her. "Patterson ?
Why should he come?" '
"Why not? We are very good
friends."
"Friends?" incredulously. "Is• he
making love to you, Anne?"
She parried. "Don't ask foolish
que•s'tions, Garry."
"Well, he'd better keep away from
you! I saw his wife in Paris. He
had told her about you. She said he
was madly infatuated, but that it
wouldh't last."
When she did not answer, be.
turned and Looked at hes. She was
gazing seaward with a Light fn her
eyes such as had never been for
him.
"Last night as I stood. in front
of my log fire, the scent of the
woodsmoke brought back to me
the night when you came to me
through the moonlight. How lit-
tle I knew when I Iighted that
fire in the meadow that it was a
sacred flame, symbolizing all that
was to come after. Perhaps that
thought isn't clear, but I am try-
ing to say that there are things
we can't explain, but which are
as definitely a part of us as the
`realities' of which we moderns
talk so much. The moonlight,
the stars, the woodsmoke rising,
these are ail as tangible to you
and me who love beauty as are
bricks and mortar and sticks
and stones to those with less. im-
agination."
And Anne, writing on the same
high note, said:
"All my world is wonderful
because I know that you are
in it."
For month their letters went
back and forth. Charles was free,
but that fact did not change the
quality of his friendship with Anne.
They were content to share at long
distance the ecstasies which belong
to those who soar above , the earth
to skies that reach to far horizons.
Charles, swayed by deep emotion
and inspired by Anne's belief in him,
found his book gaining in depth and
strength. And Anne, eager to match
:his endeavors: with her own, planned
with Vicky to open• a school for the
countryside children who needed
care while their mothers worked.
So the months passed. Charles
read of Margot in the society col-
umns of the daily papers. She was
in London. But there had been no
news of her wedding.
As for Anne, she knew now what
he wanted and he meant to have it.
They had drawn out their fine spun
theories to a vanishing thread. The
time • had come for more than
theories.
The years stretched before them.
Years in which Anne must sit by
his fire, smile at him across the
table, sail with him under the stars,
see dawns over the desert.
He wrote to (her that he was com-
ing on the first `of May to see her.
"I want you for my own, my
dearest. We must not let our
fears rob us of our future."
When she had read his letter
there came to Anne a sense of the
richness of a life such as she had
"When you came to me in the moonlight„"
asking for a lump sum of money in
lieu of alimony, so that she might
have a gay and gorgeous season in
London and in Paris. The lawyer
had advised Charles against the
change., "As soon as this is spent,
she'll be asking for more." But
Charles had agreed to everything.
She was debonair, smiting, called
him "Carl," and asked him to lunch
with. her. When he declined she said,
"But there is ne reason why you
shouldn't. Divorced husbands and
wives do, don't they?" I •
"Perhaps, But I want to get
back."
"To your ducks and your dog?"
"Y08, +•
never known. He was (ler own.
Margot belonged to his past. "His
present is mime and his future," was
the way she put it to Vichy.
"Then yod are going 10 marry
"I think I am, darling,"
And Vicky, torn by doubts but
not voicing them~ kissed' Minsk and
said, "May God be good to you al-
ways."
Cherries was to come in the after-
noon to the beach to see the school,
then Vicky would take the children
away, leaving • him alone with Anne,
There hal never been more per-
fect day. The wind blew through
silver grasses, tate water stretched
(Continued Next Week),
When the m.itlion applaud you, ser-
iously ask yourself what harm you
have done: when they `censure you,
what good.
* * •
It itrorett to all of us to have,
but not to hod; shall we say, "to
share, to spread, to develop in new
uses, to apply to new problem, to
cast a ray into dark places, to pass
to others, if they will accept it."
I like to think of these paragraphs
as rays from the lantern of a travel-
ler on the road of life, and the
thought brings, not a little satisfac-
tion as I couple with it the hope that
others may catch an occasional glim-
mer as they journey towards the
same goal.
• * •
ft is almost amazing to read about
and come in contact with those who,
in all walks of Life, are creating new
circumstances, and .actually making
new jobs and positione by doing all
manner of things to make possible
the bovines of iving—and doing it
honestly and faithfully. Call it pluck,
initiative, optimism, or whatever you
like. It is probably all of these com-
bined. I cannot help ,thinking, how-
ever, that we need more than these
as a steadying influence.
* * *
Life is a stnugal.e; it always has
been and it always, will he. Let us
not fool ourselves, on that score. It
is a round of struggle, sacrifice and
sretf-denial ,which, accepted in the
spirit of service Linked with faith
and courage and a, firm belief that
ultimately right will triumph., will go
a long way in bringing peace of mind
which Is ever the reward of eonqueet
within. If we are not sometimes
conscious of this as the normal
healthy state of our thinking, then
all our talk of good timed^ and optim-
Ism for the future Is cheap and mean
dnglesaa,
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