Vilas County news. [volume] (Eagle River, Vilas County, Wis.) 1896-1927, 1923-04-11


pressed her in seeing him with them
was his difference Was it some mem
DRY Of his former life that seeing
these people had recalled to him,
which had affected his manner toward
her?
Again she looked at him.
Were you sorry to leave the club?'
she asked.
Il was quite ready to leave" he
answered inattentively.
1T must have been pleasant to you,
though, toto be among the sort Of
people again that you-you used to
know. Miss Furden'-she mentioned
one of the girls who had seemed most
interested in him, the sister of the
boy whose place he had taken in the
polo practice-"is considered a very
attractive person. Mr.. Eaton. 1 have
heard it said that man-any man
not to be attracted by her must be
forearmed against her by thought-or
memory of some other woman wnom
he holds dear"
I'm afraid 1 don't quite under
/ stand"
The mechanicalness of his answer
treasured her. Il mean, Mr. Eaton
she forced her tone to be light-"AIiss
Furden was not as attractive to you
as she might have been, beca use there
has been some other woman in your
| lffe-whose memory-or-or the ex-
| pectation of seeing whom again-pro-
| tected you"
Has been? Oh, you mean before"
Yes, of course" she answered has
tily.
"No-none," he replied simply. "It's
rather ungallant, Miss Santoine, but
I'm afraid l wasn't thinking much
about Miss Furden."
She felt that his denial was the
truth, for his words confirmed the i'm
preston she had had of him the night
| before. She drove on-or rather let
| the horse take them on-for a few
moments during which neither spoke.
They had come about a bend in the
road, and the great house of her IA
Their doomed ahead. A motor whizzed
past them, coming from behind. 1t
! was only Avery's car on the way
home; but Harriet had jumped little
in memory of the day before, and
her companions head had turned
! quickly toward the car. She looked
up at him swiftly; his lips were set
and his eyes gazed steadily ahead
after Avery, and he drew a little away
| from her. A catch in her breath
almost an audible gasp-surprised
her, and she fought a warm impulse
which had all but placed her hand
| on his.
"Will you tell me something, Miss
Santoine?' he asked suddenly.
| "What?"
Il suppose, when I was with Mr..
Avery this afternoon that if l had
attempted to escape, he and the chauf-
| feur- would have combined to detain
me. But on the way back here-did
you assume that when you took me
in charge you had my parole not to
try to depart?"
She was silent for a moment
thoughtful. do you mean that you
have been considering this afternoon
| the possibilities of escape?"
1T would be only natural for me to
do that, would it not?" he parted.
mo"
"Why not?'
Il don't mean that you might not try
to exceed the limits Father has set for
you; you might try that, and of course
you would be prevented. But you will
not (she hesitated, and when she
went on she was quoting her father)
sacrifice your position here"
"Why not?"
Because you tried to gain it-or-
| if not exactly that, at least you had
some object in wanting to be near
Father which you have not yet gained"
She hesitated once more, not looking
at him. What it was that had hap
pened during the afternoon she could
not make out; instinctively, however.
she felt that it had so altered Eaton's
relations with them that now he might
attempt to escape.
They had reached the front of the
| house, and groom sprang to take the
horse. She let Eaton help her down !:
as they entered the house, Avery
| who had reached the house only a few
moments before them-was still in
the hall. And again she was startled
IN the meeting of the two men by
Avery's triumph and the swift flare
| of defence on Eaton's face.
She changed from her afternoon
dress slowly. AS she did so. she
brought swiftly in review the events
of the day. Chiefly 1t was to the polo
practice and to Eaton's dismay at
his one remarkable stroke that her
mind went. Had Donald recognized
in Eaton something more than merely
good player trying to pretend igno-
rance of the game? The thought sud-
denly checked and startled her. For
how many great polo players were
| there In America? Were there a hun
dred? Fifty? Twenty-Five? She did
| not know; but she did know. that there
were so few of them that their names
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