The Arvada enterprise., 1923-10-18
CHAPTER Il-contlnvsd.

II Joan had stayed long at Mrs.
Upper's, she would have begun inev-
itably to modal herself on Maud. who
was, In her eyes. . marvellous thing
Of beauty. But. Just q week after her
arrival. there came to the inn Pierre
Lands and for Joan began the strange
and terrible history Of love.
In the lives Of most women. Of the
vast majority. the clatter and clash
Of housewifefy prelude and postlude
the spnng song Of their years. And
he rattle Of dishes, Of busy knives
and forks, the quick tapping Of Maud's
attendant feet. the sound Of young
and ravenous jaws at work: these
sounds were in Joan's bewildered ears.
aad the sights which they accompa-
MED In her bewildered eyes, Just be-
fore she heard Pierre's voice. Just be-
fore she saw his face.
II was dinner hour at the hotel. an
houf most dreadful to Joan because
" the hurry. the stranGeness and the
crowd. because Of the responsibility Of
her work. but chiefly because at that
hour she expected the appearance Of
her father. Her eyes were often on
the door. II opened to admit the
young men. the riden and ranchers
who hung up their hats. swaggered
with . little Jingle Of spurs to their
chairs; elean-faced. clean-handed, wet
haired, and lifting to the faces Of the
waiting girls now and again their
strange, young. brooding eyes. bold.
laughing and afraid. hungry. pathetic.
arrogant. A. the eyes Of young men
are. tameless and untamable. but full
Of the pathoa Of the untamed. Joan's
hut when Pierre lifted his eyes to
her. her heart stood still. She had
DOT seen them following her prog
resa around the room. He had come
b late, and finding no place at the
long, central table sat apart at
smaller one under high. uncurtaineti
window. by the time she met his eyes
they were charged with light: smoky
blue eyes they were. the iris heavily
rinRed with black. the pupils dilate,i
q little For the FIRST time II occurred
- Joan. looking down with a still
heart into his eyes, that man might
ne beautiful The blood came up from
4er heart 70 her face. Her eyes
struggled away from hia
"What's yer name. gelr murmured
Piarrs.
Joan Carver"
"You run away from homer He
too had heard Of her.
Yea"
"win your father be takin' you
baekr
Il won't b soin' with him."
ne was about to pass on. Pierre
cast . swim look about the table
VT hsads and busy hands. eyes cast
6evn. ears, hs knew. alert. II was
Q la1d of few women and Of many
Dsu. He must leave In the morning
saSfy and for months he would not
- hack. Hs put out . loag. hard
AanA. caught jeans wrist and gave II
. aSess. urgent shake the gesture Of
% inpatient and beseeehins child,
"win you he comm home with me,
eslr asked Pisrre hurr,edly.
she looked At him. her lips apart.
and she shook her head
Asud's voice screamed at her from
the Kitchen door. Pierre let her 20.
ne went on. very white.
ehs did not sleep at all that night.
Her fathers face. Pierre'a face. looked
at her. In 'he morning Pierre would
be gone. She had heard Maud say
that the queer Lands feller would
be maxim tracks back 10 that ranch
Of his acrost the river" Yes, he
would he gone. She might have been
going with him. She felt the urgent
pressure Of his hand on her arm. in
her heart. II shook her with such
longing for love. for all the unknown
largcsse Of love. that she cried. The
next morning pale, she came down
and went about her work. Pierre was
not At breakfast. and she felt sink.
Ing OF heart. though she had not
known that she had built upon seeing
him again. Then. ns she stepped out
At the back to empty bucket. there
he ~ne'
Not even the beauty Of dawn could
lend mystery 20 the hideous. Uttered
yard. untidy as the yards Of frontier
towns invariably arr. to the board
fence. TO the trampled haif.acre of
dirt. known a. "rhe Square" and to
the ugly frame buildings struggled
about Il: bot Il could and did give an
Snsarthly look Of bleasedneaa TO the
hare, nay-brown buttes that ringed
the town and q glory to the aky. while
upsn Pierre. waiting At his pony'a