The Dolores star., 1920-08-27
By HOLWORTHY HALL,

newcomer to Syracuse (that is w,tbi,
t"U yehrs) and already proprietary
hiiliard frowned. and rubbed his eves
and wondered anew. He was tia.
amused ana a trihe ashamed of him
SER was 1t credible that he could be
jealous or man who had merely an-
propriated what Hilliard had no fur.
ther Interest In? How Inconsistent
ana yet how superbly chnra cterlstjc NJ
human nature! Hilliard chuckled to
h'nisef In recognition of 1t and dis
missed the proposition as unworthy Of
further attention. Dismissed If ves
''. as child dismisses rubber hall
win an elastic cord attached to IT,
From below stairs a Japanese ,o,o
cr'ihed softly and Hilliard, without de-
laying another instant, leaped to the
hoor. Half an hour later. batbed
shaved and dressed. he descended
complacently; the second day of his
remarkable performance was begun.
The Cullens, father and daughter.
were waiting for him. They greeted
him cheerfully; and he was glad TINT
grier hadn't clung to their eyelIds; he
would have felt depressed, even al
though he would have sensed the hid
den compliment. Quick to grasp the
nearest handle Of diplomacy, he saw
that cheerfulness on his own part
would help the situation, for now that
MS duty us courier was over, there
was no need for long protracted mel
ancholy.
1t was cheerful trio, then. that sat
down to breakfast; there was no ex-
hiIaration about It, but at least there
was no somber cloud of mourning.
Angela behind the coffee urn, had oc-
casional moments of pensiveness, but
That was to be expected. and CON
doned: indeed Hilliard held himself to
be greatly favored by even this.
She was imaginative. and billiards
pose was calculated to appeal to live
ly imagination. He treated her not as
Il young girl, but with the respectful
Difference which belongs to a mature
woman. mistress Of a household, and
hostess in her own right. She was
charmed and captivated. and so was
her father-most assuredly he was!
SO charmed. in fact, that instead of
leaving for his office at half-past eight.
he fingered until half-past nine; so
captivated, that as his limousine slid
quietly down the long. steep hill Of
James street. he found himself ascrib-
Ing new degree of credit to Dicky
Morgan for the simple reason that
Dicky Morgan had gained the full es-
teen of such a friend as Hilliard.
A mighty nice young man, thought
Cullen. A man of sOundeSt judgment,
through and through. A man of brill
liant intellect and razor-edged analy-
sis. Had he not said and furnished H.
luStr,tions from his broad experience.
exactly what Cullen himself had said,
In regard to labor. and materials, and
transportation. and production, these
half dozen years? Cullen sat back
and smiled triumphantly. 1t does a
man good to hear his pet convictions
approved expanded and laid down as
axIoms by another wise man.
Back on the wide veranda Angela
had curled up comfortably in the ham,
mock and. beside her. Hilliard was en-
joying n cigarette. He was enjoying,
too. this rare interlude of respite; he
looked across at Angela, and thanked
his stars for the invitation which had
mnde this quiet hour possible.
She lifted her eyes. caught Hilliard
smiling at her and blushed furiously.
not for any shame accruing to her. but
because she had arrived at the age of
easy blushes.
81 suppose you're going over
to Carols pretty soon" she said, con-
strained to say something and grasp
inr at the first available idea.
$50 anxious to get rid of me?' he
asked. amused.
"Oh. no." Horror was in her tone
and modification. "Only ...l wanted
TO talk to you before you saw Carol.
Because Carol doesn't l don't
think she'll exactly feel as l do about
this / know she won't. Maybe
IFS because Dick and l were chums,
and she and Dick were oh, you
know. It's different. You ought TO
fake that into consideratlon-when
you talk to her, l mean. l don't mean
| don't cnre, because | do-terrlbly-
but can see what 1t meant TO
Dick and | know how he'd have
loved 1t, and picked this out of every
posslbe way, to -. end things, but
Carol she's different.
"How?" HiilIard's voice was even,
but very low.
colder" she said, looking away.
"Aud and they were going TO
marry each other some time
"Rut wasn't that broken off?"
eyes. but she was waiting"
"Waiting?"
"why. of course"
Hllliard's breath quickened.
az should have guessed that this Mr.
Armstrong -, ~
"Oh. but that wasn't until she
thought Dick wasn't ever coming oack.
And besides, she isn't really crazy
-, him-tust lonesome"