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SEAFORTH ONTARIO
Branch Office -- Hernial;
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Phone 113 Phone 173
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SEAFORTH CLINIC
DR. E. A, MCMASTER,M.B.
Graduate of University of. Toronto
The Clinic is fully equipped with
complete and modern X-ray and other
np-to-date. dlagnoatie and therapeutics
equipment.
Dr. F. J. R. Forster, Specialist in
diseases of the ear, eye, uose and
throat, will be at the Clinic the first
Tuesday -in every month from 3 to 5
P.m.
Free Well -Baby Clinic• will be held
• en the second and last Thursday in
every month from 1. to 2 p.m.
JOHN A. GORWILL, B.A., M.D.
Physician and Surgeon
IN DR..H.H. ROSS' OFFICE
Phones: Office 5-W Res. 54.
Seaforth
MARTIN W. STAPLETON, B.A., M.D.
Physician, and Surgeon
Successor to Dr. W. C. Sproat
Phone 90-W - Seaforth
DR: F. J. -R. FORSTER
Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat
Graduate in Medicine, University oi'
Toronto.
• Late assistant New York Opthai-
mei and Aural Institute, Moorefield's.
Eye` aril! Golden Sgnare Thi~ oat- Hos-
pital, Iondon, Eng. At COMMERCIAL.
HOTEL, SEAFORTH, THIRD _•WED-
NESDAY in each month, from 2 p.m.
to 4:30p.m.; also at Seaforth Clinic
drat, Tuesday of each month. '53
Waterloo Street South, Stratford.
AUCTIONEERS
HAROLD JACKSON
Specialist in Farm and Household
Sales.
Licensed in Huron and Perth Coun-
ties. Prices reasonable; • satisfaction
guaranteed.
For information, etc., write or phone
HAROLD JACKSON,. 14 on 661, Sea-
fortb; R.R. 4, Seaforth.
W. S. O'NEIL, DENFIELD'
If you -want to realize greater re`=
turns from your auction sales of live
stock and farm equipment, ask those
who know and have heard me. Fif-
teen years' experience. 'Sales con-
ducted anywhere. For sale dates,
Phone 28-7, Granton, at my expense.
3979-tf
PERCY C. WRIGHT
Mr. Percy C.•,u.Wright will accept
auction sales pertainingto' farms,
`etgekhtimplements• and household ef-
fects. Prices reasonable, with an ex-
perienced assistant. Satisfaction guar-
anteed. Phone 90 r 22, Hensall•
LONDON and CLINTON
NORTH
A.M.
9.00
10.17
10.34
10.43
10.55
11.20
London, Lv.
Exeter'
Hensall,
, .,o. Klppen
Brucefleld
Clinton, Ar.
SOUTH
Clinton, Ly.
Brucefleld
Eippen
Hensel!
Exeter
London, Ar.
SUNDAY ONLY
Toronto to Goderich
(Via London and Clinton)
Toronto, Lv.
London
Clinton
Goderich, Ar.
P.M.
3.10
3.32
3.14
3.53
4.10
5.25
P.M.
6.00
9.40
11.55
12.20
C.N.R. TIME TABLE
EAST
Goderich
Holmesville
Clinton
Seaforth ••• • •
St: Coluiilban
Dublin
Mitchell ,,,
WEST
Mittheli
Dublin
St. Columban
Seaforth
Clinton
Goderich
A.M.
6.15
6.31.
6.43-
6.59
7.05
7.12
7.25
11.27
11,37
11.40
11.51
12704
12'.25
P.M.
2'.30
2.50
3.13
3.21
3.27
3.35
3.47
10.33
10.44
10.56
11.10
11.35
C.P.R. TIME. TABLE
EAST
Goderich
Ilrieneset
McGaw
Auburn
Blyth
Walton
McNaught
Toronto
P.M.
4.36
4.40
4.49
4.68
..... 5.09
WEST
Toronto •
14IcNatight . • . •
Watton
t Blytlt L
,Auburn
McGaw
�M.,r�e,neseyt.
A7L��ri�iti a.. rr,e.. i:.rte
k>7
' 5„21
5.32
9.45
A.M.
8.20
P.M.
13.04
12.15
12.28
12.39
12.47
12,64
1.90
(Continued ft's last week)
"What's the notion," said Gazi4lith •
gay."Let's drawn *Sr disappoi)Z -
ments in alcohol, swo `•presently, -,then'
we feed smoothed ort and , friendly , g14-
forth
qforth arm jn arm and•,, eat. Let's see
if we •can't dig up a pinen in ''plela.
the chef'sa genius. Tve always found
that mental dfaturbanices are greatly.
soothed, -by catering_ 0, pne's, tumWY.'
"I'm not an expert- la _mental dis-
turbanees," said Fai'quhar,, • "though
I'm going to, be, I• can see."
They`said no more until the drinks
came. They touched glasses, twice in
quick succession. Whereupon Gam-
lingay was. -sufficiently convalescent
to start t cigarette.,
"Row eld;; are • you?" asked 'Farqu
har, slowly Marling 'a pipe.
"Forty-five." •40m. The dangerous age:"
"Every. ' age isthe dangerous age.
There's no period in the life of a man
or a 'woman which is in any way safe.
Why should there be? That's life. I
.wouldn't be without a sense of uncer-
tainty for, anything you could pay me.
I love to feel that every time I 'round
a corner I may fall into a pit. Scraps-
bling out is good exercise and nursing
wounds a most magnificent training."
"Training for what?"
"For the next pit."
"It all depexds what you believe in.'
What your Isin is.h
"Personally, Iam absolutely con-
vinced !that life is merely an appren-
ticeship to several other ' lives." -
"Bosh, said Farquhar. ,
"Nonsense -nothing dies. Every-
thing has changes of life, that's all.
I mean: a series of deaths. There are
several places in front of us. Life is.
only the first., . I am not, at all sure
that the second isn't the hardest of
all. I am rather afraid that When we
die, as we call it, and go • "to number
two the pain of being earthbound will
be worse than any we've known down
here."
He looked up to see if Farquhar
was interested, and finding that he
was -that he was eyeing him_witha,
curious intensity -went on. •
"If I were to go tonight, for in=
stance -and after "these two aline cook
tails I very much hope I.,,shan't-I'm
absolutely certain that I should want
most frightfully to see your wife
again. I shouldn't be able to dig her
out of ' my heart. I should long • to
come back and touch her hand, open
the door of her car, hear her laugh-
ter, watch the gleam of her teeth,
and, if possible, help her from time
to time over the stony places. And
if ever she were to weep at my hav-
ing gone, how frightful to be power-
less to assure her that every tear
makes- a wound. . How about that
for •en apprentice zip to another ser-
ies of climbs? However, there are
bound to be compensations, There al-
ways are."
Farquhar moved a step or two near-
er to Gamlingay's chair. This man
was using his. word. • "How?" he ask-
ed.
"In the way of work, I think. Be-
cause of course, we go- on working.
I haven't a doubt about that. And
I'm quite sure that we improve in our
jobs. To take my case, I shall be
able to write a damn sight better, see
things more clearly, have wider sym-
pathies, a better style, more philoso-
phy and truth. How long it will be
before one dies again in order to
make the next grade., I haven't the
remotest idea.- A bit longer than is
allotted to us,_I expect, on this some-
times, happy plane. I greatly hope
'that the air will be freer of carhon)
monoxide, among other things, and
that there won't be telephones. Here's
.luck?"
He sipped the last of his glasses. A
pre -Prohibition cellarput a new com-
plexion on things. ,
Farquhar, was thinking while he
twisted 'his moustache:
"You're pretty cocksure about' all
this. Tell me. Do we fall in love on
your planes?" • , m'
"Well, rather! There's no life with-
out love, old boy.",.
"I see. But . how about Gbd?"
-Gamlingay flung up his hand.
-Ah yes, how about God? . . That
there is a God goes without saying.
I see Him in my garden, and in' ev-
erything . that grows. I have some-
thing of Him in me, and whenever I
remember it ant devoid of fear. ., .
There's too' much God on earth. Er
ery creed has a God. Every old and
new religion is made, up Of a differ-
ent God -and God Himself is lost. But
the beginning of Life -the Life -will
be at the feet of Gad, and it's a jolly
long way off. Up and over, on and
on, death after death. Finally, earth-
bound no• longer-unselfish,tolerant.
childlike, humble,at last -then God."
After which there -was a consider-
able silence. -
With his legs stuck out, wearing a
queer little smile, Gamlip.gay contin-
ued to smoke. And though Farquhar,
standing in front of the fireplace, was
not in the Least convinced, he envied
this man's convictions and was jeal-
ous of his faith..: Fie, himself, was_ in
the daxlc,_withoutany ideas or hone..
He had ne one,t Divine or human,
with whom to share the troubles that
he had stacked upon his .shoulders in
his feeble•attempt to be good. His
money, his reputation, his traditions,
the future of his name, his,;wife who
was loved by another man, his only
child who had cut loose -they made
up his-•,••1pads in these days , and he
was unaccustomed to loads. He' had
travelled lightly. If he were to die
that night he would remain the most
-earthbound pilgrim among all the
passing crowd, -His thoughts would-
be. anchored' to earth -divided be-
tween Jean and her.tr-ouble., and- .the
woman who ought to have been his
wife, and the boy his son. -
"Well," Said Gamlingay phesentLy.
"How about What?" -asked Perms -
"Food, My dear fele*, toed"
"Oh, I see, thotight you. wanted::
my. viewa-lalthough i'Ve none to of -
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Funny if ,he, should , 030i: vet what
was meant by compensation. from the
puan who loved his wife.
111
Farquhar waited, for Helen to tomo
'in that evening, He was always wait-
ing.., She was late. She was always
late. She was dining out at eight
.o'clock.. She had- ten minutes in
Which to dress.
She 'found him playing sentinel pit.
the top of. the stairs.
Odd creature. So, amazingly ' otic
eyed. A rather trying lover if he had
always behaved like this., ; Why, on
earth didn't' he, unbend, relax a lit
tle, go out and 'enjoy, 'himself?
She added and -waved ,her hand.
;It *as precisely what she would have
done if he had been a friend who had
been calling on her husband, if there
had been such a man in her life.
"I'm afraid Mowll have to hurry,"
he said, instantly expecting a jibe.
At which she laughed at hire. •
"No, .no, I never hurry, though I'm
always on the rush. I shall be lata,
but that's nothing. Everybody's late.
.Only provincials are punctual in New
York. The person' who keeps a hos-
tess waiting the longest is the 'one
who earns her most profound re-
spect.".
• "I see. Er ..s1 want a word with
you, if, that's possible.
"Any suggestions for fun?"
h'Not at the moment," he said. ,
"Then let's, put it off until tomor-
row. Always put. off till. tomorrow
what you don't want to do today.",
"I've been doing that rather too
long."
Because you -happen to' be a •con-
vert you needn't become a fanatic.",
"One always does," he said.:
A shadow passed over her face.
"It's Jean," she said, with a note
of 'anger in her -voice. "Jean, Jean!.
Can't you talk- about somebody _else
-for a change? About yourself -or me?
You may be astonished to hear, it but
I'm sick of the- sound of her name."
"I am' a little astonished," he said
dryly. "Was I wool-gathering when I
heard you say that you adore her?"
He chose ,to forget that the word'
came loosely from modern lips.
She went into the lift.
"Are you coming?" •
"No, I don't think so. What's. the
use? h can't go into your bedroom
while you dress, and even if I could
you're not in the mood to give me
your attention."
"I may change my mind upstairs!"
And she put her hand on his arm.
And so he went up; and opened the
door of the ..boudoir, -and watched her
with unwilling admiration -at- -.she
sauntered' towards her ,room. She
might have had an ,hour in which to
dress. She was very graceful, very
attractive, and how well she wore her
things. He paid her an inward tri-
bute for not being covered with dia-
'-iifonds and bracelets and baubles like
a Zulu woman, or one who was •ad-
vertising her husband and the amount
of money he made. •
"If you give the thing' a moment's
thought," she said, defending her ir-
ritation, '`}you'll understand my mood.
All the way along I've been a pretty
good mother to Jean; 'I mean so far
as .a woman can be a good mother
who is in society. At any rate, there
hasn't been a single day since I
brought her into the world during
which 1 haven't given her every mom-
ent of my leisure. Here and every-
where. You don't know this, because'
you've been looking after yourself.
But I give you my word, and that's
enough, that I've ' loved this child
dearly and brought-her"up .by hand."
Her voice broke and she turned her
'face away. '•
"I know," he said. "I know."
She snapped round upon him as
though he had, not agreed. She, too;
had been stung by Jean's letter -by
both her letters, and. by her desertion.
"A nice thing," she said, "at • this
stage of the game to be treated like
a poor old woman with one foot in
the grave calmly and insolently to
be told that one is a sort of relic of
early Victorian times. 'I'm not old, if
you are. I have lots of life in me
still. Don't •imagine that I'm going to
waste a moment of it on this ungrate-
ful child."
"I see," he said. "Well then, I'll
push off." , •
He understood. Jean's treatment,
had been adoniinable, alarming, al-
most beyond belief. But there was
nothing to be done. He started to
move to the door.
But she said: "No, stay here. If
you draw a chair up near my bel -
room . door you can talk to me .while
• I change:"
"Oh, thanks." he said, with a laugh
in his eyes. "That's kind.' But shall
we be able to say much that matters
with your maid taking everything in?
"Well, how about speaking Ger-
man?' Are you capable of that?"
"Hardly," ' he ,said. "Not. German:
How are you in Italian?".
"Oh yes, I forgot. Italian's your
language, isn't it? No doubt you be -
Zane pretty fluent by -saying gallant
things to your lady."
And having thrown that shaft she
went into ,her room.
"Yon missed • the putt," lie said.
"The lady and I -spoke English."
He heard a laugh, Ile heard'direc-
tions given. He suspected that ev-
erything had been ready for the nec-
essary. change. The maid must be
well accustoshed to his wife's lalat-
Minute returns. What a pity that
Gamlingay could not eats t.. him sit-
ting behind the partially open door
of his wife's .bedroom about to dis-
cuss grade family matters in al.lang-
uage unktiown to her maid. A damn-
ed good- chance for a writing' man.
Melen said in Italian what was
eijtiivalient tto "shoot." •
;.:And he Shot, , in what she ,,had
'oalTed "big language." He spoke bet
ter Italian -than She did, for a won
dor. Re remembered that she had' ah
"I've been thingshsher.Jea.n's letter,"
he aaid., "The lasthehe. There's' a line
in that in which Vhelieve there's; 'a
. clue. 'I begin thhthink it's. a Man.'
And in spite at'Aer declaration of
an absolute lack Or Concern her voieS
went high and SPOT. Evidently ' he
had touethed the -*eternal ehord.
"This pianist fellOw. Who do you
suppote he is? ,t! he been hunting
through the files ofthe Louden Times
at the Club this afternoen but, good
God, there are dahns of 'em. Coh-
page. She Writeir about music in a
. There was no. need to be in her
room to feel the sting of her sarcasm:
"A man and inisSic," he went on:
"It's a pretty bad combihation for a
young girl' in lean's' present state. I
-don't agree with Gemlingay about 'the
modern generation. Do you? I mean
as to being sexiesa?"
"Yes and no," said his wife. "But
honestly I can't pOseibly pose as an
expert. How. do 1 know what goes
on „when these children are out of
sight? in public -bathing, dancing,
driving, playing games -they pose as
belonging to one sexa-the intermedi-
ate sex. But when they're alone ..."
"Uni, that's it." And after a mom-
ent's pause, he added: "I'm certain
that Jean has spddenly discevered to
which sex she belongs. It isn't her
funk of marriage that has taken her
away. It's what she says it•is•-a man.
In other words, it's love. That's what
She's after, -I'm afraid."
"Well, it had to come."
"Thue enough. ,It's the only thing
that counts." He might have added
"it's -.compensation" if his brain had
been w$orkings norrnally. "But what
makes me sIeePlese:" he - said, "is
"No soa. Jean carry osh Her -
marriage is more important to tit
than ours was -to our united parents.
Have you conteihhd the possibility of
Jean'efalling in love with a bounder,
a cursed adventurer with a handsome
face and an empty pocket, who will
live on her money and rot about and
lay, everything to Waste?" h
"Yes, but Jean's a mosf sensible"
• "No girl's "tensible who's looking
for loha, aed is not Considering. mar -
• "But, geod heay•ens, you don't think'
do -You, that deaths' likely to live with
a man Without her marriage lines?"
"Have 'you never heard of example?
She may have inherited my careless-
ness" -and he might, if he had net
been Farquhar, have added "and
yours."
'!If If I had followed -my incline-
tioh this morning I should have book-
ed passage on any boat sailing on
Saturday. We, as Farquhars, are in
danger. She, as a poor groping kid,
is in danger. All this cursed money
of ours is a danger. What do you'
think? Shall, sail?"
He waited for her answer. Wait-
ing had become a habit. He heard her
shove -about her' room with quick
stens. A clock struck eight. It was
the •moment when she should have
been Qntering -the house of her hos-
tess. according to the rulea of court-
esy, if there are anyh each rules to-
day. He heard irritable -Words in
French. ti heard the seuirting of
Scent from an, atomizer:
At least ten Dalt:111We 'Went by.
Finally_Helen emerged. She wore a
frock that was the holour of forget-
me-nots, perfectly plain and simpls,
and the more expensive forjhat. Her
shoes and stockings 'were blue and
there was a sapphire'on her breast.
Her face had been repainted with a
most artistic hand. She wore no oth-
er jewels than a n..saow collar of
diamonds, on a throat as beautiful
and nearly as youngsas Jeaths.
He rosehbowed and said: "COngrat-
ulations. I'd like fo be going, wilh
you for the delight Of being seen in
Your tonipany."
Bat instead of shciwing her teeth
with pleasure, those' ,heautiful teeth
of hers, she turned away. She put
her hands on her breast -and closed
,her eyes. 'Phere were ether diamonds
on her eyelashes which were far more
"You haven't answered my clues-.
tion."
She looked him full in the face.
"I think you had better stay."
,She opened one Of her hands with
all itS fingers outstretched.
"It might be wise," She zaid.
But would his presence in that
house mean anything if, determined
to p -se every moment of her life, she
chose to pick up her affair with Garn-
lingay where Jean had broken it off?
She had lots of life' in her yet.
"If you•thiek that I can be of any
use I shall be glad to stay," he
• She went up to him With a sudden'
friendliness, alinost a suggestion of
yearning as though it were on her'
tongue' to say something sympathetic
and in harmony his suggestion
that they endeavour Ise 'pull together.
A curious shyness seiZed her and she
began to fiddle with -One of his but -
"You and count in'this scheme,"
she said, "in spite ,Of Jean's disloy-
alty and contemyt. Tna not going to
spoil my Sleep. DOA yeah Let he"
,go. Let her find one what it is that
she wants, She wantsc it;,''and what-
ever it is she'll get Vox know
that. Do'n't worry. • rt ebb were here
and under chit noses it hVOuld be just
the same. Kicking against the pricks
is frightfully bad fcit 'SIttieS3'
But he had comehalthilnit• way
,worry., He had bullied' life beau
Oader that he might hOtteentrate
,WOrty. He had atcepted fad that
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at
wollifl have taken al Ulan. with ,-polite opportunity .#11.10,1r
more knowledge of women tp hare affOrds of an, eXCha4g,e'Af' APeSi.„
guessed the words that were -on her passiou pnblic
lips. as she sat back in. her :car: ;Jils--had,•to confeAka7toltituselk;,h,,
"To son lo," she cried, out, eontinaz •iug lioneat, that he. -0001S17. regretted
ture uf 41e life,‘ We' fori'lahrthat, 'ARO
his beli0f ,a future see for Whieh,
'his preSent existence, was sueitely
he slitalld" not ':take "what 'sweeta 44:
could. along the road. HO ;had. said
;that lave was the only• thing, and it
was. Humanity was frail, and itc,was,
not good either .fot Mall Ph vicdhlal;
to acme. Helen needecilAsisisha,a,
much as he needea her, he thought'.
though thls was let to be spi/Oved.
they shonld.,paes like shine in the
; In his excitement at the new turn
he hardly knew how to kill the time
between nine o'clock and elehem If
he had been asked he would have
said that- he had niartied uss. one
chasm and down another at the
tire mercy of a green and red light.
stopping front tithe to'titne to look,
with eyes that1were turned inviarda,
at a thousand lighted windows in
which a million unnegessary tempta-
tions were cloverly displayed; that he
had passed threugh people and liois-
°sea, gust§ of Wind that sent papers
flying and indiscriminate smells.
Once, on 'his solitary amble, he had
gone beneath the walle of the Farqu-
har house and looked up at the win-
dott. of Helen's bedroom. with a wild
catch of his breath.
He thanked his stars when; finally,
precisely to the minute, he rang the
bell of No. 2 East 69th• Street. He
sent his name up to Helen and wait-
ed in the hall. But not for long. Al-
most at once .he .heard• her- voice --at
the top of the stairs and saw haer
small arched foot. She Was telling, he
knew,...a white lie in order to get
away. The absence -of MTS. Erskine
Dalbeattie Farquhar, the leader of
:New York society, would ruin the re-
mainder of the evening for whoever
the hostess was.
Helen, came down with a swift ahd
laughing rush and her most mischiev-
ous smile. She said:, "Quick. Let's
make a dash for it before any of -the
others see yeu." She made a motion
to the footman and told him to call
her car.
"Clean off the map," she saidh
He handed her in and thrilleh at
the touch of her 'hand. She need -not
have chaffed him about his eccentric
garments. But, for the too wide brim
oP his opera hat he was 1926. He was
one of those men who looked extreme -
ing ..to speak hia language.. "I have
cou:nted and I'll continue to, coon:tin
spite of family, rePtitation, dislike,
and a yoUng girths grasping needs."
And she told -the Maa who closed
the door to deliver •a message'to Ed-
mund Gamlingay. "Ask him to, call
for me without faiI at •No. 2 East 69th
Street at eleven o'elock tonight."
And. off she Went .to dinner' with
rebellion in. her heart.
Gamlingay dined •alone -but under
another roof. Not that he was fed.
up with Farquhar after haying lunch-
ed tete-a-tete at the Marguery and
walked about the cith 'with him for a
couple of hours, dodging a ,death of
•which he was not afraid. But he felt
that he needed to be alone in order
to think things oVer. He was 'bring-
ing himself hp reluctantly to the ;point
of beating a retteat from 'New York
-from America ha fact: He had not
discussed it with Farqahar, and,
therefore, did not know that this man,
this usually definite man, wat' in the
same state . of- bewildered indecision,
with his thoughts turned to the aed.'
The conversation cluriag lunch and
afterwards hed,, resolved itself, more
ohless, into a solo by Gamlingay. Far-
quhar was• not a talker, whereas the
English -novelist always had much to
sear and said it devilishWell. He had
made, a close study of all the troubles
which nohody in poor old Ertgland
seemed' to bp ,abIe to solve.. He couirl
talk with intellig•ence on. political ec-
onomy, foreign relationi,' the danger -
ten. growth of communism, induritrial
anrest, .welhas. on art and music,
literathrehand personalities. He was
not° one cif the writing Men who are
•
,absorbed merely in their own sub -1'
jects and sit with heir backs to the
window. ,
The -fact that' he liked l'arcinha.r.
more and niore, and sympathized with
him, had nothing to.do with his half -
formed resolve -to return to his house
ha. England. His instinct not to cheat
had 'weakened and 'petered out. It had
become a plain 'fact thaf, Farquhar
was not considerieg Helen as a wa-
Man, but only aS the mother Of Jean
He felt, therefore, that he was not
required to Strain at a point af honor
in regard to a 'woman who was only
a wife in name.
-gelen herself was responsible for
his growing desire for home. ht was
.abvious that she was playing. inermaid
with him, marking' time in order to
see how. far and how soon it might
be neeessary to combine forces. with
4.
it
-;,4:111 enr.d,o tahPer tistie:ice'klauts'e 0,'Sg." bio_uoiti:fitrook:11440,
_sweetness, a Surrender that,gavas•ey
that she had come. out: 4,0104
ning his fingers threstigh:hhersir
And when her eyes nieltedrand Tier
nostrils glittered; lie put. liWatta
round her shoulder and UPS' UPeli"he.„
night
lipa. Shp Was not', „like stole
They *ere afraid 'to speak after:
drove in silence -a: most'
uptown. In blazing:letters it announc-
ed itself as "Florida." It was amust
'nay' All the way round .the
room there; were Wind.OWs. like those,
there was pairited'a glorified view of
sea and beach, palm trees; yachts,
orange groves and-aolemaileirahlftihth '1 -
boats at anchor, motor boats driving 1
swiftly through the' 'bluest of wel6rs.:,.,
Numerous small tables,, crowded, with
people in day clothes, were arranged
p.11 .round the daacing space, It ,,wah
not the; sort of cabaret in which !Airs.
Farquhar was likely to be recogniz-
ed by one of her Set. It Was patron- •
ized by the hoi polio', •suany Of whom
were foreigners, swarthy and •hlack
Of , hair. Gamlingay's hathand coat •
-were taken by a girl in ;bathing
clothes whose skinhhad been painted
to represent sunburn. A nice touch
of local coior, he' thoughi.,
(Continued Next Week),
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