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He shook his head slowly.

That's one too many for me. The
more you know and like a man the
less you want to marry him. Famili
arity breeds contempt guess that's
what you mean"
mo, no." she cried, but before she
could continue. a knock came on the
door.
His eyes, quick with observation
like an Indians, darted about the
room while she was out. The impress
sion of warmth aud comfort and beau
ty predominated, though he was un'
able to analyze IT.; while the simplici-
ty delighted him-expensive simplfci'
ty, he decided. and most of 1t left
overs from the time her father went
broke and died.
She re-entered the room, and as she
crossed 1t to her chair. he admired
the way she walked, while the bronze
slippers were maddening.
"I'd like to ask you several ques'
tions," he began Immediately. Are
you thinking Of marrying somebody
else?"
There isn't anybody else. l don't
know anybody l like we'll enough to
marry. For that matter, l don't think
| am a marrying woman. Office work
seems to spoil me for that"
1T strikes me that you're the most
marryingest woman that ever made. a
man sit up and take notice. And now
another question. You see. I've just
got to locate the lay of the land. Is
there anybody you like as much as
you like me?"
But Dede had herself well in hand.
That's unfair" she said. And II
you stop and consider, you will find
that you are doing the very thing you
disclaimed-namely. nagging. | refuse
to answer any more Of your questions.
Let us talk about other things. How
Is Bob?"
Half an hour later. whirling along
through the rain on Telegraph Ave
hue toward Oakland. Daylight smoked
| one of his brown-paper cigarettes and
J reviewed what had taken place. 1t was
not at all bad, was his summing up.
though there was much about 1t that
was bathing. There was that liking
him the more she knew him and at
the same time wanting to marry him
less. That was a puzzler.
Once again, on a rainy Sunday,
weeks afterward, Daylight proposed
to Dede. AS on the first time, he re-
strained himself until his hunger for
her overwhelmed him and swept him
away In his red automobile to Berke-
ley. He left the machine several
blocks away and proceeded to the
house on foot. But Dede was out, the
landlady's daughter told him, and
added, on second thought. that she
was walking in the hills. Further
more, the young lady directed him
where Dede's walk was most likely to
extend. Daylight obeyed the girls in
structions, and soon the street he fol-
lowed passed the last house and itself
ceased where began the first steep
slopes of the open hills. The air was
damp with the on-coming Of rain, for
the storm had not yet burst. though
the rising wind proclaimed its i'm
minence. AS far as he could see,
there was no sign Of Dede on the
smooth, grassy hills. To the right,
dipping down into a hollow and rising
again. was a large, ~full-grown eucalyp-
tus grove. Here all vas noise and
movement, the lofty, slender-trunked
trees swaying back and forth in the
wind and clashing their branches TO-
gether. In the squalls, above all the
minor noises of creaking and groan'
ing. arose a deep drumming note as
of a mighty harp. Knowing Dede as
he did, Daylight was confident that he
would find her somewhere In this
grove where the storm effects were sc
pronounced. And find her he did
across the hollow and on the exposed
! crest of the opposing slope where the
gale smote its fercest blows.
Its the same old thing" he said
II want you and I've come for you
You've just got to have me, Dede. fol
the more | thinF about it the more
certain ! am that you've got a sneak
ing liking for me that's something
more than just ordinary liking. AnG
you don't dast say that 1t isn't; now
dast you?'
please. please" she begged. w
can never marry. so don't let us dis
cuss it."
Daylight decided that action was
more efficient than speech. So he
stepped between her and the wind
and drew her so that she stood close
in the shelter Of him. An unusually