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hands and held 1t firmly. 'ls there anyone else? Am trcspassing? Have you found someone else for whom you care?"
 Fay shook her head.
 "rhere-there is ho one" she said faintly. "Then am sutisfed,' He lowered above her and laid both hands gently take my chance. Oh, my dear, my dear, l shall make you love mel"
 II must not let you go away with that thought, Mir. Clayton. l can never care for you, not in the way you mean"
 He smiled.
 We will wait.'
 CHAPTER ".
 The scene with Kenneth Clayton had taken all the glow and wonder from that earlier meeting with Cap tain Warren. and Fay felt dispirited and dimly lismayed as she lay awake. She had come to look upon Clayton las a family friend; now all at once he had shattered that point of view and she felt as though he were a stranger.
 Soft footsteps nearing her door and a whispered good night" aroused her from her troubled thoughts. She turned her head as the door opened and Laurel tiptoed in, shimmering vision in her pearl-beaded gown.
 Goodness! Are you awake yet, Fay?" she whispered.
 II don't feel sleepy" Fay respond ed.
 There was q curious hesitancy in l.aurel's tone, the same nervously tense attitude that Fay had observed on the day of her return. I'm glad you aren't sleepy, for there's some thing that I want to tell you; l want ed to ever since you came home, but didn't know how you would feel about it."
 Fay raised herself upon her pill lows.
 Tell me" she said. "Is it some- thing about yourself?"
 Laurel nodded as she stepped out of the shimmering gown and slipped a kimono over her shoulders.
 T wouldn't for the world have you think that I had been a deceitful little cat and deliberately set out to take away from you someone you cared for, while you were sacrificing your self over in France" Her voice was very low, but she raised her head a bit defiantly as she let down her rtp- bling dark hair. But people can't |help changing sometimes; they can't help the dictates of their own heart.'
 Whatever are you trying to tell me, Laurel?" demanded Fay. Some one I care for!' I cannot under stand"
 Its Harry" Laurel blurted out. When you misjudged his motives so terribly you simply killed his affec- tion for you, and you may as well know it! He says that you don't care either. any more; that you told him so flatly at the beach yesterday morn- ing. and l do hope for your sake, Fay dear that it is true.'' Tt is," Fay affirmed. I'd forgot ten he was alive until you mentioned him the O her day You don't mean to say that you-you-"
 Yes" ,eplied Laurel slowly. Alt CT you had gone Harry turned to me for sympathy. I did think that you had treated him very badly. Some thing drew him to me and he saw at last that we had been meant for each other from the very beginning"
 She uttered this highly original ex planation in dreamy, ecstatic voice, and Fay restrained a smile.
 Pm very glad" she said soberly. Harry and l never really cared for each other, Laurel dear; we only thought that we did. I hope with all my heart that you will be happy. Does Aunt Clara know of this?"
 "No. You see nothing was settled until you came back and Harry and I could find out how you felt toward him. He wanted to tell mother to- night but we couldn't get her alone to ourselves a minute!' Laurel giggled. "Mother must have had a pleasant hour! The Pattersons