The Raymer enterprise., 1922-02-09
CHAPTER X.

Alexandra Strickland, coming down
the stairway Of the valley house on an
April evening. glanced curiously at the
door. Only eight o'clock, but the day
had been so long and so quiet that she
had fancied that the hour was much
later, and had wondered who knocked
SO late.
She crossed to the door and opened
1t TO darkness and rain. and to a man
in n raincoat who whipped of spat-
tered cap and stood smiling In the
light Of the lamp she held. Instantly,
with n sort Of gasp Of surprise and
pleasure and some deeper emotion, she
set down the lamp. and held out her
hands gropingly and went into his
arms. He laughed joyously as he
kissed her. and for a minute they
clung together.
"reter!" she said. "You angel
when did you arrive and what are you
doing. and tell me all about It!"
'But Alix-you're thin" |" Peter said,
holding her at arms length. "And-
and" He gently touched the black
she wore, and fixed puzzled and
troubled eyes upon her face. "Allx-"
he asked. apprehensively.
For answer she tried to smile at
him, but her lips trembled and her
eyes brimmed. She had led the way
into the old sitting room.
"You hearl-about DadT Alix fal.
tered, turning to face him at the man.
tel.
"Your father!" Peter said, shocked.
"But hadn't you heard, Peter?"
my dear-my dearest child, I'm
just of the steamer. l got In at six
o'clock. I'd been thinking Of you all
the time, and / suddenly decided to
cross the bay and come straight on to
the valley, before I even went to the
club or got my mail! Tell me-your
father" -,.s ~.
She had knelt before the cold
hearth, and he knelt beside her, and
they busted themselves with logs and
kIndling In the old way. A blaze
crept up about the logs and Alix ac-
cepted Peters handkerchief and
wiped a streak Of SCOT from her wrist.
cutie as II she was a child again, as
she settled herself in her chair.
Peter took the doctors chair, keep.
Ing his concerned and sympathetic
eyes upon her.
HE was well one day" she said,
simply, "and the next-the next, he
didn't come downstairs. and Hong
waited and waited--and about nine
o'clock ] went up-and he had fallen
he had fallen"
She was In tears again and Peter
put his hand out and covered hers and
held II.
"He must have been going to call
some one said Allx, after a while,
they said he never suffered at all.
This was January. the last day. and
Cherry got here the same night. He
knew us both toward morning. And
that-that was all. Cherry was here
for two weeks. Martin came and
went"
"Where is Cherry nOwI' Peter in.
terrupted.
Back at Red Creek" Alix wiped
her eyes, "She hates It. but Martin
had a good position there. Poor
Cherry, 1t made her H."
"Anne came?'
'Anne and Justin, OF course" Peter
could not understand AlIx's express
sion. She fell silent, still holding his
hand and looking at the fire.
He looked at her with u great rush
Of admiration and affection. She was
not only pretty and clever wom-
an; but, In her plain black, with this
new aspect Of gravity and dignity, and
with new notes Of pathos and appeal
In her exquisite voice, he realized that
she was an extremely charming won.
an.
Before he said good-by to her, he
had asked her to marry him. He well
remembered her look of bright and In.
terested surprise.
"D'you mean to tell me you have
forgotten your lady love Of the hoop
skirts and rlnglets?" she had de-
manded.
"NO," Peter had told her, frankly.
Il shall always love her, In a way.
But she Is married; she never thinks
Of me. And / like you so much, Alix !;
| like our music and cooking and