Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-06-17

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ceal. Molly suddenly realized that she
was always aware Of secrets behind
Brent's look, Of things which he did not
choose she should know. Already lit
tie sore at the attention he paid Mrs
Lee. more puzzled than she would own
at his refusal to do anything" for his
country, she now felt sudden revul-
sion against all ways that were not
simple and straight and plain. Her
feeling that restfulness and strength
were 10 be found in simple unintellec-
tual honesty such as his
For the moment the glamour that
Chris had over her wavered and grew
uncertain.
The camp proved disappointment in
that all the men had left for a destina :
tion unknown the night before. Only a
few not going on active service remain
ed behind to tidy things up. Still, to
Molly. new to such things. even the
traces of the camp held interest and a
certain magic. Here were black scars
made Of charred soil and ash. where the
fires had been. Across the fields khaki
clad figures were bringing in wagon
loads of fodder. Round gypsy pot
slung over some embers a group OF
men sat in trousers and shirts; one or
Two were cleaning their rifles, sight
men having gone. Molly was allowed
10 wander where che would. and q
chatty young territorial. bank clerk
from the town, showed her and Percy
the little there was to see, and Molly
could not help noticing that. though he
treated her with certain patronizlng
politeness. he evidently looked up TO
rennicuik Would he have respected
Chris, she wondered, II he had ioumsed
over the camp, eyeglasS in eye! Ihen
she told herself that it didn't really
matter what a young man. who Kept
on referring to the ladies, did or did
not do.
Glad you enjoyed it," the youth re-
marked to her as they parted. Il know
the ladies always like seeing these
things. They love a uniform, don
they?" This last to Pennicuik, as one
male to another.
Wei. that was rather disappointing.
I'm afraid" observed Percy as they left
the trodden field for the road once
more. Still. of course, it's always
something for you. as the fellow said.
You haven't sen anything OF soldering;
have you"" The next moment he could
have shaken himself for his tactiess,
ness, fearful lest what he had said
might seem deliberate sNsht on
Brent
Molly did not take it that way. NO. l
haven't yet" she said. Il say: Percy
what do you think OF Mrs. Leo
Molly was still at the sage when the
question of Brent's prediction Tor an
other woman was more important than
enlist or not.
OF Mrs Lee" echoed Percy, his mas
culine mind quite failing TO connect up.
II don't know I don't think anything
"Oh, nothing. only she interests me.
Shes very fascinating. think don't Sou'
Percy?"
81 don't care for red hair myself" re-
old; and l like woman to dress more
quietly, | must say" Percy came from
the same suburb as the Ioiiocks ana;
While his ideas on the way girl shouii
dress We're rightly taken from MoiiS
pretty but simple frocks. his notions OF
what was becoming to an older woman
we're unfortunately derived from long IN
tercourse with his mother.
Curiously enough. instead OF pelns re-
lieved by Perey's verdict. Molly was de
pressed still further by it, for she could
see that it was not lack of charm on
Mrs Lees part. but the intelligence io
appreciate 1t upon Pennicuik tnat riaae
his opinion.
persisted Molly stubbornly. II think SO
anyway. and so does Chris" she thre"
this remark off casually. as VINO shouio
say You see how broad minded am.
quite realize that he sees things 10 az !,
mire in other women, and I don't NINA II
a BIT"
Then he ouehtn't to-" said Percy
whose opinions on the personal equations
OF love and marriage were the same a.
Molly's. And you know you don't quite
IKE it. either" he went on, and you ar,
behaving splenddly about it ana aoou'
everything else. Molly. you aren't nanpS
I'm sure you are not. and ! can tel
you how rotten it makes me reel u u,
ANYTHING to make you happy. you know
They had come to place ~here
winding path led down the low, sandH
cliff to the beach. and both instinc,iveis
turned their steps toward u. So mn
sation was not possible while Percy
was helping Molly down the steep pam pam
The soft, pewdery sand at Inc Gun
FOOT looked so inviting that thes sd
down on it to rest for while molly
fingers played mechanically with tui.
OF rustling thrift. and she stared out
with troubled eyes. Percy. sitting be-
side her. was acutely conscious OF her
nearpess and of the slender curve OF
her throat and chin and her sort, nroop-