Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1921-04-05

They were at. the a r she must
Ing. finding a certain grave siEnif1.
canoe. a certain acceptance, in his
manner.
Wife and baby well, Martin ?'
Very we'll, thank you, Mrs. Breck-
enridge."
Still in Belvedere, Hills?"
well. just at present, yes,
You see. I am lookins- for suitable
quarters for all hands," Doctor
Gregory said. his laugh drowning
hers. his eyes feasting on her. de-
licious confusion. She, was aware
that feminine yes from the house
We're watching her. Presently she
Warren had put his man in the tom
neau; he would take the wheel him.
self for the three hours run into
Goodbye. my dear" said the old
lady. adding with an innocent vacuity
OF manner quite Characteristic Of
Quaker Bridge. Let me know when
the weddin's goin' to be-"
TN let you know right now" saio
coated, was busting about the car,
deep in the mysterious rites Incl
dental to starting. "1t's going to be
tomorrow"
Good grief" exclaimed Mrs. Dim
I1r lex delightedly.. "Well,' she added,
folks down here think. you've got an
awful1y pretty brides"
I'm glad she's up to the standard
down here Warren Gregory observ-
ed. Nobody seems to think much
of her looks UP in the city"
Rachael laughed and leaned from
her place beside the driver to kiss
the old lady again and to wave a gen.
eral. goodbye to Florrie and Chess
and the group on the porch AS
smoothly as if she were launched in
air the great car sprang into notion;
the storm-hlown cottages, the batter
ed d~ooryards,. the great shabby trees
They passed the turning hat led to
|Clark's Bar. and a weather.worn
sifn-post that read Quaker Bridge.
one mile" It was not q. dream, it
was all wonderfully true: this was
Greg beside her, and they were going
to be married!
Rachael settled back against the
deep. soft cushions in utter content.
To be flying through the soft Indian
to actually touch his big shoulder
with her own. to command his inter-
est. his laughter, his tenderness, at
will-after these lonely months it
was a, memorable and an enchanting
experience. Their talk dfifted about
uncontrolled, az talk after long 3D.
lence must: now 1t was a waiter on
the ocean liner of whom Gregory
spoke. or perhaps the story of . small
Rachael. They spoke Of the roads,
splendidly hard and clean after the
rain, and Of the villages through
which they rushed.
But v c their late luncheon. in L
roadside inn, the talk fell into deep
er Erooves, their letters, their lone
illness, and their new plans. and when
the car at last reached the trafnc Of
the big bridge. and Rachael caught
thousand smoking chimnsys. there
had entered into their relationahip I
new sacred element, something In
hnitely tender and almost sad. = de.
|pendence upon each other, Z oneneas
in which Rachael could set = fore.
taste Of the exquisite communion 20
soon to be.
They were spinning up the avenus.
through q city humming with the
f1rst revtv1ns breath Of winter. They
were at the great hotsl. and Rachael
was Laughing in Elinor vanderwalEs
embrace. The linen shop. the mill
liner. a dinner absurdly happy and
one OF the new plays sunshiny
morning when she and Elinor break
tasted in their rooms, and opened
box after box of gowns and hats-the
hours fed by like q dream.
Nervous. RachaeI?" asked Miss
vanderwall Of the vision that looked.
out from Rachael's mirror.
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