Evening star., 1928-05-27

tumbled hair and the one line of brown
| cheek and firm Jaw that we're visible
as he slept. And when she looked her
| eyes narrowed into q smile that had
| something maternal in It's affectionate
Indulgence, and a dimple deepened in
! her cheek.
Dan. the barbarian; Dan. the plebe-
| ian, was still Dan. the realest man she
had even known. Her magnificent
| father, her Cousin Harry, Sidney, and
| all the males of the tribe of Eyres and
! Chambers and Pages. had been men of
one type: educated affected, arrogant,
sure of certain facts in life Indifferent
; to the viewpoints of other people.
And Sidney had belonged to them;
distinguished by his genius and his
poverty, he had nevertheless made their
standards his own. When Sidney as
| Sumed evening dress. when he presented
his hostess with flowers, when he es-
| corted a group of women to box party
at the theater he was merely one more
eligible man among others.
Dan was different Society had at
| tracted him merely because IL had repu-
| dated him. He had. in a blunt and
angry fashion. forced certain doors; he
had quickly tired of the game
The moment--and the girl had seen
it arrive-when Deerbridges incest set
had seen fit to accept Dan Palmer was
also the moment when in rudenesS and
boredom and disillusionment he had
lost all interest in what Il had to offer.
What did he want? Patricia unused.
| watching him asleep. He had said
that he preferred his Dexter cows to
the Entire Nous. and at different times
he had mentioned that nc would like
to sail up the Nile" camp out for
six months in some Canadian forest
where there were still Indians" and
live for while among the workers
in a mining city to gct the thing
straight"
These would be strange dwelling
places for the last of the Chesebroughs.
But she knew now that wherever he
was, there here, happiness would be,
Or was 1t happiness, this pain and
hunger and eagerness. this boldnesS and
shyness. this alternate fever and chill?
Certainly Patricia had rot been all
happy in these last few days, when 1t
had rapidly and amazingly come to
her that Dan was all her world She
had still seen him for what he was out
wardly, restless and crude, ignorant of
the code of her world. Hut that code
had been dropping from her of late.
She knew how swiftly all doors would
open to Mr.. and Mrs. Daniel Smith
Palmer; how soon auntS and cousins
would forget everything but the millions
and turn the machinery OF their ostra-
cism upon some other unfortunate
aspirant
And Is years from now. perhaps,
Christine'S daughter, and Dorothy's
daughter. and little Patricia Palmer
would be loftily discussing the absurd
ity of the Smith girls or the Brown
girls social audacities
The half-formed thought of that
visionary daughter sent thrill through
her being. and made her heart stop
Dams wife--the mother CT this strong
mans children. For, of course, that
was her life. 1t mattered not where
she spent it. or what pain and change
1t brought her
The only thing that mattered now
was that she could hear, all day, every
day, that boyish and yet curiously au-
thoritative voice, and be free to advise,
praise. blame and share everything that
he did
The mere bracing association with
him had already had is effect upon
her. Dan. in his almost violent interest
in life. had somehow vitalized her own
He had taken her. just IN this last
month, to places of whose existence
once to a wrestling match. once to a
mass-meeting of street car strikers,
once to a city hospital. where a girl
of her own age lay dying by her own
hand. From a waitress In the little
restaurant into which they had gone
smiling for a meal. he had wrested
the story of her life: from policemen on
crossings ushers at the theater. dull
eyed boys who slouched forth TO pump
gasoline into the car Patricia began
confidently TO expect entertainment
when she was with Dan.
Tonight, sitting opposite him beside
the fire. as the talk had for a while
dropped to silence she had INDUCED
in little dream: she had seen another
cabin somewhere In the woods. years
from now.
If he had shared her dream. he gave
her no sign. For he had sprung to his
feet abruptly and had said:
We'll. I'll go into the Kitchen. and
when you're comfortable. call me. Don't
hurry. for I've got to bring up enough
wood for the whole night"
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