The Glenwood post., 1923-03-08

~You Needn't Wait for Him Unless
You Wish; III Drive You Back"
She Offered.
answered inattentivefy.
ut 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 a man-any man
not to be attracted by her must be
f0rearmed against her by thought-or
memory of some other woman whom
he holds dear"
"I'm afraid ] don't quite under
stand"
The mechanicalness Of his answer
reassured her. II mean. Mr. Eaton"-
she forced her tone to be light-"Miss
Furden was not as attractive to you
as she might have been, because there
has been some other woman in your
life-whose memory-or-or the e1-
pectatlon of seeing whom again-pro-
tected you."
"Has been? Oh, you mean before"
eyes, of course" she answered has
tily.
"No-none," he replied simply. "Its
rather ungallant, Miss Santoine, but
I'm afraid 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
ther loomed 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 warm impulse
which had all but placed her hand
on his.
"Will you tell me something, Miss
Santoine?' he asked suddenly.
"What?"
II suppose, when l was with Mr..
Avery this afternoon, that II I had
attempted to escape, he and the chauf-
feur would have combined to detain
me. But on the way back here-dhd
you assume that when you took me
in charge you had my parole not to
try to depart?'
She was silent for moment.
thoughtful. ''Do you mean that you
have been considering this afternoon
the possibilities of escape?"
at would be only natural for me to
do that. would 1t not2" he parried.
mo"
"Wny not9'
~ don't mean that you might not try
to exceed the limits Father has set fol
you; you might try that, and of course
you would be prevented. But you viii
not" (she hesitated, and when she
went on she was quoting her father)
"-sacrifice your position here"
"Why not?"
because you tried TO gain lt-orN
If not exactly that, mt least you had
some object in wanting to be near
Father which you have not yet gained. u
She hesltnted once more, not looking
at him. what 1t was that had hap.
pened during the afternoon she could
not make out; instInctively, however
she felt that 1t had so altered Eaton's
relations with them that now he might
attempt to escape.
They had reached the front of the
house, and Il groom sprang to take the
horse She let Eaton help her down
rs they entered the house Avery
who had reached the house only 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 defiance on Eaton's face.
She changed from her Afternoon
dress slowly. AS she did so, sht
brought swiftly in review the events
Of the day. Chiefly 1t wns to the pole
practice and to Eaton's dlsmay a
his one remarkable stroke that hel
mind went. Had Donald recognized
In Eaton something more than merely
a good player trying to pretend igno
rance of the game? The thought sud
denly checked and startled her. Fol
how many great polo players wert
there In America? Were there hun
dred? Fifty? Twenty-Five? She die
not know; but she did know that there
were so few Of them that their namea
and many Of the particulars Of theil
lives were known to every follower o.
the sport.