The Ordway new era., 1919-10-31
CHAPTER vIII-contInued.

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In the matter of coolness George
met Lucy upon her own predeter-
mined ground; In fact, he was there
first, and at their next encounter
proved loftier and more formal than
she did. Their estrangement lasted
three weeks. and then disappeared
without any preliminary treaty: 1t
had worn itself out and they forgot 1t.
The Major had taken a great fancy
to her. insisting upon her presence
and her fathers at the ANDERSON fam
lily dinner ut the Mansion every Sum
day evening. She knew how to flirt
with old people, he said, as she sat
next him Mt the table on one of these
Sunday occasions; and he had always
liked her father, even when Eugene
was terror" long ago. "oh, yes,
he vast" the Major laughed when she
demonstrated. "He came up here
with my son George and some others
for a serenade one night. and Eugene
stepped into bass fiddle, and the
poor musicians Just gave up! That
serenade was just before Isabel was
married-and don't you fret, Miss
Lucy: your father remembers 1t well
enoughi" The old gentleman burst
into laughter. and shook his finger at
Eugene across the table. 1.-THE fact
ts," the Major went on hilariously, ~
believe II Eugene hadn't broken that
lass fiddle and given himself away
Isabel would never have taken VIII
buri shouldn't be surprised If that
xvou about nj tho ron cop thot yUiIhrr
got herl What do you think, VIII
burr"
81 shouldn't be surprised" said Will
bur placIdy. "If your notion is right
I'm glad Gene broke the fiddle. He
was giving me a hard run r. n
The Major always drank three
glasses OF champagne at his Sunday
dinner. and he was finishing the third.
what do you say about 1t, Isabel7
By Jovei" he cried. pounding the
tabie, "she's blushing!"
Eugene was rs pink as Isabel, but
ne laughed without any sign of embar-
rassment other than his heightened
color. There's another important
thing-that Is, for me-" he said. "It's
the only thing that makes me forgive
that bass viol for getting In my way"
what Is it?" the Major asked.
Lucy" said Morgan gently.
Isabel gave him a quick glance. all
warm approval. and there was a mur-
muir of friendliness round the table.
Summer gllded by evenly and quick
ty enough, for the most part. and at
the end seemed to fly. On the last
night before George went back to be
Junior his mother asked him conf
IDENTIFY II 1t had not been a happy
summer.
lie hadn't thought about 1t, he an
swered. "Oh. suppose so. Why?'
IL just thought it would be nice to
hear you say so." she said, smiling.
Its seemed to me that 1t must have
been happy summer for you-a real
summer of roses and wine'-without
the wine. perhaps. Gather We roses
while We mayor was 1t primroses
Time does really fly. or perhaps It's
like the sky-and smoke"
George was puzzled. at strikes me
you're getting mixed. don't see
much resemblance between time and
the sky, or between things and smoke
wreaths; but 1 do see one reason you
like Lucy Morgan so much. She
talks that same kind of wistful
'mOony way sometimes-I don't NEAR
to say I mind 1t in either of you, be
cause rather like to listen to 1t
and you've got very good voice
mother. It's nice to listen to, no mat
ter how much smoke and sky, ant
90 on. you talk. Sos Lucy's. for thai
Datter; and see why you're con
genial. She talks that way to hel
father. too; and he's right there will
the same kind of CUFF. Well. it's al
right with me! I've got plenty tt
think about when people drool along =
She pressed his hand to her cheek
and a tear made tiny warm streai
across one of his knuckles.
~For heavens sakew he said
~what's the matter? Isn't everything
all right7"
:, "You're going awayi never can
hear to see you go-that's the most
oft. I'm q little bothered about your
father. too"
"why7"
TT seems to me he looks SO bad.
thinks So"
'sWhat nonsense !" George laughed.
Hes been looking that way all sum-