The Raymer enterprise., 1920-09-02
By HOLWORTHY HALL

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himself. nor Armstrong but wait
moment! Who was Armstrong?
Whence and whittier. Armstrong? A
newcomer to Syracuse (that Is. within
two years. and already proprietary
billiard frowned. and rubbed his eyes,
and wondered anew. He was q trife
amused and triie ashamed Of him.
self; was II credible that he could be
jealous Of man who had merely ap-
propriated what Hilliard had no fur.
Their interest int How Inconsistent
and Jet how superbly characteristic of
human nature! Hilliard chuckled to
himself In recognition Of II and dis.
missed the proposition MS unworthy Of
further attention. Dismissed II, YES
>. as q child dismisses a rubber ball
with nm elastic cord attached to II.
From below stairs a Japanese gong
chlmed softly and HilIiard, without de.
laying another instant. leaped to the
floor. Half an hour later. bathed.
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
hin cheerfully; and he was glad that
grief hadn't chung to their eyellds; 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
his duty as courier was over. there
was no need for long protracted mel
ancholy.
II was cheerful trio then, that sat
down to breakfast; there was no ex.
hl'aration about II, bur at least there
was no somber cloud Of mourning.
Angela. behind the coffee urn. had oc-
caslonal moments Of pensiveness. but
that was to be expected. and con
doned; indeed, billiard held himself to
be greatly favored by even this.
She was imaginative. and billiards
pose was calculated to appeal to live
iy Imagination. He treated her not .as
young girl. but with the respectful
Difference which belongs to mature
woman, a mistress OF household. and
hostess In her own right. She was
charmed and captivated. and 50 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
captlvated. that MS his limousine slid
quietly down the long. steep hill Of
James street. he found himself ascrlb-
Ing new degree Of credit to DIcky
Morgan for the simple reason that
Dicky Morgan had gained the full es.
teen Of such q friend as billiard.
A mighty nice young man. thought
Cullen. A man Of soundest judgment.
through and through. man Of bril-
liant intellect and razor-edged analy-
sis. Had he not said. and furnished Il.
lnstrafions 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
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 cigarette. He was enjoying.
too, this rare interlude Of respite; he
looked across at Angela. and thanked
his stars for the invitation which had
made 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 bushes.
II suppose you're going over
to Carols pretty soon." she said. con-
strained to say something and grasp
ing at the first available idea.
$50 anxious to get rid Of mef" he
asked, amused.
"Oh. MOI" Horror was In her tone
and modification. "Only :. wanted
to talk to you before you saw Carol.
Because Carol doesn't l don't
think she'll exactly feel as do about
this know she won't. Maybe
it's because Dick and ! were chums,
and she and Dick were !. oh. you
know. It's different. You ought TO
take that into consideration--whe
you talk to her. l mean. don't mean
| don't care. because do-terribly-
but can see what 1t meant to
Dick and l know how he'd have
loved It, and picked this out Of every
possible way. to end things. but
Carol she's different"
"Howf" billiards. voice was even,
but very low.
colder" she said, looking away.
"And and they were going to
marry each other some time"
'TBut wasn't that broken Oft"
"Yes. but she was waiting"
"Waiting?"
"Why, Of course"
billiards breath quickened.
II should have guessed that this Mr..
Armstrong"