Connecticut western news. [volume] (Salisbury, Litchfield Co., Conn.) 1871-1970, 1918-03-14
CHAPTER XIV.
The Dollar ChaaerR.

Granville took them to Its bosom
with haste and earnestness that
made Hazel catch her breath. Tact
| fully none so much as mentioned An
| drew Bush, nor the five-thousand-dollar
legacy-the disposition of which sum
still perplexed that defunct gentle
genial atmosphere Hazel concluded
to let sleeping dogs lie. She learned
from various sources that Bits for
tune doomed big, had grown by some
mysterious process of Granville tattle,
until it had reacbel the charmed six
| figures of convention.
There had been changes. Jack Bar
row had consoled himself with bride.
Moreover, he was making good, In the
popular phrase, at the real-estate
game. The Marshes, as she had pre-
viously known them, had been totter-
ing on the edge of shabby gentility.
! But they had come into money. And
as Bill slangily put it, they were using
their pile to cut a lot of social ice.
Kitty Brooks husband was now the
head of the biggest advertising agency
in Granville. Hazel was glad of that
mild success.
She was inordinately proud of Bill,
when she compared him with the aver
age Granville male-yet she found her
self wishing he would adopt a little
more readily the Granville viewpoint.
He fell short of it, or went beyond it,
she could not be sure which; she had
an uneasy feeling sometimes that he
looked upon Granville doings and
Granville folk with amused tolerance,
not unmixed with contempt But he
attracted attention. Whenever he was
minded to talk he found ready lis
teners. a -es..ss..-
Once or twice she conjured up a
vision of his getting into some bust
ness there, and utterly foregoing the
North-which for her was already be-
ginning to take on the aspect of a
bleak and cheerless region where there
was none of the things which daily
whetted her appetite for luxury, moth
ing but hardships innumerabIe-and
gold. The gold had been their re-
ward-a reward we'll earned, she
fully happy there at the Pine river
cabin, she remembered.
They came home from q theater
party late one night. Hazel kicked off
her slippers, and gratefully toasted her
silk-stockinged feet at the small coal
CRATE. Fall had come, and there was
sharp nip to the air.
IL 1T
far as you've gomez" he asked alb
ruptly.
"I think it's fine," she candidly adj
mitted. "Tm enjoying myself. / like
1t. Don't your"
"As diversion" he observed
thoughtfully, 81 don't mind it. These
people are all very affable and pleas
ant, and they've rather gone out Of
their way to entertain us. But, after
| all, what the dickens does it amount
to? They spend their whole life rum
ming in useless circles. should think
they'd get sick of it. You will"
Hardly, Billum," she smiled. Were
merely making up for two years of iso-
lation. I think we must be remarkable
people that we didn't fight like cats
and dogs. For eighteen months, you
know, there wasn't soul to talk to,
and not much to think about except
what you could do if you were some
place else."
You're acquiring the atmosphere, u
he remarked - sardonically, she
thought.
mo; just enjoying myself" she re.
piled lightly.
well, If you really are" he an.
swered slowly, "we may as we'll settle
here for the winter-and get settled
right away. I'm rather weary Of being
a guest in another mans house, to tell
you the truth"
"Why, I'd love to stay here all win.
ter" she said. "But thought you in.
tended to knock around more or less, ,
but don't you see, you don't partic
ularly care to-" he pointed out; land
1t would spoil the fun of going any
place for me If you were not interest
ed. And when it comes to a show
down Pm not aching to be bird OF
passage. One city is pretty much Hike
another to me. Well take a run over
to New York. I want to get some
books and things. Then Wen come
back here and get a house or a fiat
tell you right now" he laughed not
unpleasantly, "Pm not going to renis
on this society game. Fou can play n
as hard as you like, until spring. I'll
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