The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1922-04-03

lace The soft ruffies that made the
skirt we're cunningly edged with black
and there was a great open pink rose
at the belt.
Harriet put on this enchanting gar
ment, and as she did so she felt some
half-forgotten power rise strong with
in her. There was one trump In her
hand that she had never thought to
play in game with Nina Carter. but
she was glad to find it now.
At half-past two o'clock the car was
at the side door, and Nina and Amy
came downstairs with their wraps,
and Saunders and Ward ran about
laughing and confusing things. Blon-
din watched the performance lazily
from basket chair on the porch, but
when Nina called him a half-laughing,
half-daring, Were ready, Mr. B1on-
din T. he sauntered down to the car
with the regretful statement that he
was not going: vicious headache had
developed since luncheon.
Whatever the effect on Amy and the
young men, to Nina this was q stag
gering blow. She had triumphed all
through luncheon, had laughed and
chartered, had made Ward telephone
a dinner reservation for FIVE and had
assumed a hundred coquettish airs
Now all this crumpled, faded away,
and Harriet knew, as she stood be-
side the car looking down at the folded
light rug on her arm, that she was
ready to cry.
me, you'll have a far nicer time
without me-" said Royal, throwing
away his cigarette, and resting one
arm on the car 81 wouldn't interfere.
because l knew you'd all give it up
You just all have a perfectly wonder
full time, and I'll be down next week
end and hear about itl'
Nina stood irresolute; too choked
with sudden disappointment to risk
her voice. 1t was all hateful, madden
ing, horrible! Those two boys and
Amy-ah, there would be no ''fun"
now! She loathed Amy, getting in so
briskly, and saying, Come on, Nina !"
She hated Ward, she wished that they
were all dead, and herself, too.
The storm came at Good Ground,
and they all had to scramble with cur
tains, smelly" curtains, Nina called
them. And the dinner was eaten in
warm, sticky half-darkness on a hotel
porch, with horrible music making a
horrible racket, according to the same
authority. Saunders and Amy held
hands all the way home, too, and Nina
thought It was disgusting; everyone
was too tired to talk, they bounced
along silently and GROSSLY.
And upon getting home, Miss Har-
riet came out of the shadows on the
porch, looking perfectly exquisite in
her new gown, sweetly interested and
cheerful. She said that she was so
sorry the dinner was poor, they had
had such a nice dinner at home. and
that she had had a talk with their
father, and they were to go back to
Crownlands next week. Nina did not
see Blondin; for the first time in her
life she cried herself to sleep.
Harriet had assuredly triumphed,
but 1t was on terms that for more
than one reason did not entirely
please her. Richard, finding the
pretty secretary prettier than ever In
her blue gown, and warmed by a re-
Taxed day at the club and a mood of
friendliness, had specifically instruct
ed her that she was to dine with the
family on all occasions, and to dress
as the others did, and to regard her
self as "a member of the family And
this, Harriet was quick to realize,
placed her In a peculiar position made
difficult by Richards kindly cham
pioning no less than his mothers hos
tility, by the adoring sympathy of the
servants, and the affectionate famil-
iarities Of the Carter children. Rich
ards friends took their cue from him,
as was natural, and In the first early
winter dinner parties at Crownlands
Harriet could not but sparkle and
lead; she had reached her own level
mt last.
A sense Of well-being and happiness
began to envelop Richard Carter for
the first time In many years. He was
CONSCIOUS OF Q0Slr0 TO express his
appreciation to Miss Field. 1t was
natural that this should take the form
Of money; little present, in the form
Of q check. She had sister who was
not rich; she would like to go home
with laden hands. But the question
was, how muchf
He was musing over this very point
and other matters Of deeper moment
one morning when Harriet herself
came In. She returned his smile with
her usual bright nod, but he thought
she looked pale and troubled.
'Mr. Carter" she said, bravely going
to the point, "do you think Nina Ia
able. with your mothers help, to man.
age your houser
Richard looked at her silently for
perhaps two minutes. Then he said,
quietly:
'Mr. Blondin, eh?"