Evening star., 1923-03-16

Come on. Bruce" she cried.
He walked faster. Cherry drove
more rapidly
He stopped. so did Cherry 1t was
an enjoyable game for her. a most
eSasperating one for him.
It's a long walk to Poughkeepsie,
but you can make it by 10 o'clock if
you hurry. I'll pace you. Bruce"
You will-.' he cried and made
a furious dash toward her, covering
But Cherry had moved farther up the
road and the sound of her laughter
was disconcerting.
"You said this car picked up very
fast. 1t does, Bruce-adorabiy. But
1t doesn't pick you up"
oh, quit kidding, Cherry. won't
I'm not kidding. You can see for
yourself And she sent another
cloud of dust in his direction.
He looked as crestfallen as she
hoped him to be.
Cherry" he called, "Iet me get in.
no. / won't Walk! or run if you
like"
I'm sorry won't do 1t again j..
II know YOU won't. MeanW While-
and she waved a hand-"Tve got a
dinner engagement.
Putting on speed she left him stand
ing. sheepish, in the middle of the
road.
She had no intention of deserting
him. but il amused her TO drive away
and leave him to his six feet one of
injured dignity. Besides 1t would
give him time to cool Oft. Bruce
Cowan was one of the few men whose
very presence provided her with a
sense of subdued excitement. 1t was
this which attracted her-his bulk.
his square chin and the mystery that
lay behind character which was less
familiar to her than those of the boys
whom she had always known. Bruce
Cowan was a man, full-grown, and
tough his heavy voice snacked of the
barrack room, she thought no less OF
him because of that. She hked TO
tempt the furies that lay chained in
his eyes. for be was really magnifcent
when he was angry. He appealed to
something primitive in her. that must
have been her heritage from pre-
vious incarnation.
But it was ridiculous how easily
she had vanquished him. She grinned
complacently at the occupants of a
passing "f1ivver." drove few miles
further and then turned the car and
waited. thinking.
why was it that peril always fas-
Wilberforce. Danger. Excitement.
Always to go one step further with
out coming eropper. Bruce CoWan
had sworn dozen times that ne
loved her but he had never Kissed her
before. His kiss had only left her
cold. cunning and resentful: She
wanted him to be in love with her
of course, more even than she had
wanted Dicky or Harold or Ted-be-
cause he was forbidden. 1t was
rather gorgeous to be loved by a cave
man The sense of her power fasci-
mated her, but she didn't In the least
wish to be in love with him She
liked the constant danger of his maui
ing her but she would have died
rather than let him do it. To tame
him-to keep him tamed-that was
game worth playing which made the
small talk of the Carringtons dinner
table seem a most trivial amusement
A feather of snow came out of the
dusk and moistened her cheek. re-
calling her to a sense of time and
obligation. Twenty minutes had
passed since she had left him. So she
drove back rapidly, spearing the dusk
with her searchlight. which al last
picked out Bruce Cowan sitting on a
fence rail, smoking a cigarette. She
stopped well" she asked calmly,
"are you chastened."
He climbed down deliberately.
NO" he muttered, lust chilly"
"Oh, then perhaps Id better drive
off again"
Just as you please" he said with
shrug.
She stared at him In silence for a
moment, her fingers on the clutch. her
toe poised above the acoelerator
lfanklys though she knew that he