The Arvada enterprise., 1919-08-21

ard. she was the only woman there
Because she was Toms sistse, she had
. right to resent 1t, to refuse to meet
his eye. Small wonder Tom did not
come to the Deltal
Going In with MacLean, Jr., to the
messroom for glass Of water. she met
Rickard, on his way out. She man
aged to avoid shaking hands with him.
She wondered why she had consented
to give him the next waltx
"Hell not md me-" she determined.
MacLean followed her gladly to the
dark corner Of the deck where's Jose's
guitar was then syncopating an accom-
paniment to his amigos" voice.
To her surprise. Rickard penetrated
her curtain Of shadows.
'Our dance, Miss Hardinl Give M
'Sobr Las Olas,' again, Jose."
The hand that barely touched his
arm was stin with antagooism. She
told herself that he had to dance with
her-politeness, conventionality, de-
manded It But, instantly. abe forgot
her resentment. and forgot their awk.
ward relation. It was his DANCING. not
Gerty's, then. that was superb" Any.
body could fnd SKIN under tie leader.
ship Of that Irresistible step. And then
the motion claimed her. She thought
Of nothing: they moved - one to the
liquid failing beat
Tho music dropped them suddenly,
solating them at the stern Of the deck.
The silence was complete. Richard
broke It to ask her what she thought Of
the camp.
Her resentments were recalled. She
blundered through her impression Of
the lightnsss, the gayety.
"A work camp doss not have to bs
solemn. You'll nnd all the grimness
you want II you look bensath tie sur
face"
The guitars were tuning mp. 'shall
l take you backf have thiS dance
with your sister"
She thought Of Tom-on his lonely
cot outside his tent. 0hs forgot that
she had been asked . question. He
was dancing again with Gertyi Il that
silly little woman had no scfuplss. no
fne feeling. this man should at least
guard her. II he had been her hover,
he should be careful: he must see that
people were talking Of them. She had
seen the glanees that eveningi The
business relation between the two men
should suggest tact, II not decencyi L
was outraseouA
Rickard stood waiting to be dis
miased: puEsled. Through the uncer-
tain light. her anger came to him. She
looked taller older; there was Q aams
Of accusing passion In her eyes.
II was his minute Of revelation. 30
that was what the camp thought The
wife Of Hardin-Hardlni Why, he'd
been only polite to her-they were old
friends. What had he said to call down
this sudden scornf "Dancing-again-"
Had he been all kinds Of an asst
MY turn. Miss lnnesl" demanded
NacLean. Jr.
"Oh. yes" she cried. relief In her
tone.
Rickard did not claim his dance
with Mrs. Hardin. He stood where
the girl had left him. thinking. A few
minutes later. Gerty swept BY In the
arms Of Breck. Later. came lnnes
with Junior: tie two. thinking them
selves unseen, romping through two
step like two young children. He was
never shown that side Of her. Gay a.
q young kitten. chatting merrily with
MacLeaai Should her eyes discover
him. she would b. again the naughty
young woman!
He'd gone out Of his way to be 20
lite to the wife Of Hardin. What did
he care what they thought He'd IN.
Ish his Job. and get out.
A minute later. he was being rowed
back to camp.