The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1906-08-09

AitI eNtd-tucy NtIt tue serene EYES
OF cool gray that take on slate blue
tints in strcssful moments-met his
dehantly
III you think that. withdraw my
objection" she said coldly Mother
and Penelope will be delighted, am
sure"
"And you will be bored. world with
out end" he laughed Never mind;
I'll be decent about IL and keep out OF
your way as much as you like"
Again she made the little gesture OF
petulent impatience.
you are continually placing me in
false position. Can't you leave me
out OF II entirely?"
II is one of the prime requisites of
successful mastership to Know when
to press the point home, and when to
recede gracefully. Ormsby abruptly
shut the door up on sentiment and
came down TO things practical.
1T il your every day comfort that
concerns me chiefly. l am going 20
take all three OF you In charge. giving
the dependable young person a we'll
earned holiday-a little journey in
which she won't have to chatter with
with the transit people. Have you
chosen your route to the western some
where?"
Miss Brentwood had the fair trans
parent skin that tells tales, and the
blue-gray eyes were apt to confirm
them David Kent's letter was hidden
in the folds OF her loose WASTED morn
ing gown, and she fancied II stirred
like a thing alive to remind her Of
its message. Ormsby was looking past
her to the old fashioned ormolu clock
on the high mantel, comparing the
time with his watch but he was not
oblivious Of the telltale flush.
There is nothing embarrassing
about the choosing of a route. is
there?" he Queried.
ooh, no; being true Americans. We
don't lsnow one route from another
in our own country" she confessed.
"But at the western end Of It We want
to go over the Western Pacific"
Ormsby knew the west by rail routes
as one who travels much for time kill
ing purposes.
"It's a rather roundabout COW path"
he objected THE Overland Short Line
is a good BIT more direct: not TO
mention the service, which is a lot
better"
But Elinor had made her small con-
cession to David Kent's letter, and she
would not withdraw 1t.
Probably you don't own any West
ern Pacific stock" she suggested. 1--WE
do; and we mean to be loyal 70 our
salt"
Ormsby laughed.
Il see Western Pacific has gone down
a few points since the election OF Gov.
Bucks. II | had any, I'd wire my
broker to sell"
I'VE are not so easily frightened.
she asserted: adding. with a touch OF
the austerity which was her Puritan
birthright: Nor quite 80 conscience
less as you men"
''All Of which goes TO prove that you
three lone women need a guardian.
But | mustn't keep you any longer
from Abigail and the trunks. What
time shall send the expediters after
your luggage?"
She told him. and went with him to
the door
please don't think me ungrateful,"
she said, when she had thrown the
night-latch for him. Il don't mean
to be-"
Il don't think anything OF you that
I,ought not to think; in that / am as
conscientious as even you could wish.
Good-by, until this evening. I'll meet
you all AZ the station"
As had come to be the regular order
OF things. Elinor found herself under
fire when she went above stairs to re-
join her mother and sister.
Mrs. Brentwood was not Indifferent
to the Ormsby millions; neither had
she forgotten a certain sentimental
summer at the foot OF Old Croydon
She was a thin-lipped little person.
plain spoken to the verge OF unfriend-
illness; a woman in whom the rugged,
selfreliant, Puritan strain had become
panic acidulous. And when the Puri-
tan stock degenerates in that direction,
IL is apt to lack good judgment on the
business side, and also the passivity
which smooths the way for incompe-
tence in less assertive folk.
Kent had stood something in awe.
not especially of her personality, but
Of her tongue; and had been forced
to acquiesce silently in Loring's sum
ming up Of Elinor's mother as a woman
who had taken culture and the human
izing amenities of the broader life
much as the granite Of her native hills
takes extraordinarily. and without
prejudice to it's inner granular struc-
ture.
"Elinor. you ought to be ashamed to
keep Brookes Ormsby dangling the way
you do" was the comment when Elinor
came back. "You are your fathers
daughters, both OF you; there isn't
drop OF the Grimkie blood in either of
you. do believe"
Elinor was sufficiently her fathers
daughter to hold her peace under her
mothers reproaches; also, there was
enough OF the Grimkle blood in her
veins to stiffen her In opposition when
need arose SO she said nothing
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