White Bluffs spokesman. [volume] (White Bluffs, Wash.) 1907-1938, 1930-10-31
CHAPTER vI1-Continued


bis yellowed teeth. you've taken to
playing about with the lads A bad
sign in a womanl You're not old
enough for that"
"He admires you'll" Linda cried
scornfully.
HE does, eh? Well, then, he'd bet
ter let you alone" There was some
thing half threatening, lyful in
his voice that left scratch upon her
soul. Now and then he had let her
feel the tightening of bond that did
not actually exist, and she always re-
sisted like desperate fly caught in
web.
"You cannot choose my friends |" she
cried furiously.
"But | shall have word to say
about your lovers" he smiled, delight
ed by her impotent anger.
But he decided that Brian Anstey
must be sent out of the way. One day
he had talk with Simon, and found
the financier strangely reluctant to fall
In with his plan.
"The boy has been keen about
career" said Fentress, "but l don't
know-I don't know. Politics has
ruined many a man and he'll be fine
institution some day If something
money, or vanity, or women, don't put
an oar in and spoil what is we'll be-
gum"
you've changed your tune consid-
erably," Converse said rudely. He
could afford to be rude to almost any
one.
"Well, perhaps l have. But second
thoughts are sometimes lot better
than the first. My daughter thinks"
His daughter Converse nearly
laughed aloud. What a fellow this
Anstey was! One woman holding him
back and another sending him on. He
was bitterly envious of the others
youth and at the same time con.
temptuous. Why should women care
for a igurine pushed about here and
there at the will Of others?
"There are dangerous women at
home as WE'LL" he said significantly.
He told Linda of this conversation.
"Why, the fellows q id sawdust
DOLL" he cried. "He hasn't enough
backbone to choose for himself"
But she, knowing what she knew
smiled.
What a game of blindman's buff life
can be, she thought. Cross purp0sed
Brian Anstey was so far from weak
that he was ready to give up his am
billions because they came to him from
Simon Fentress' hands; Fentress, who
was his friendl Yet he would blindly
accept tie same gift from Converse
who tossed his name about like 6
childs bubble and would set his hee
upon 1t when it pleased him!
She tried to warn Brian subtl!
against Converse's seeming friendship
but she discovered at once an un
looked for opposition.
"You are all woman in your judg
ment," he told her. Gle is rather I'm
lovely, I'll admit, if you consider ex
ternals, but as man, he's big Thinl
of the things he's done. To be spon
sincerity"
Linda lowered her eyes. Were mel
always blind to one another? she won
dered. Could they never see with {
woman's eyes? She caught her breatl
with sensation Of dread. remember
ing back to the time when she ha.
first known Converse. Had 1t beel
she who led the way, tantilizing hin
with glimpses of desire that woul,
never come to fruition?
She was appalled, by the fleetin
vision of what she saw Love wa
unwilling her eyes. Am like that :?
she asked herself with sharp con
tempt.
The appointment was settle
thing Brian was going to Madrid
Brian had stepped over the heads o
men who had spent years in the serv
ice. 1t was beautiful appointment
far enough away from the seats of tn
mighty to veil his lnexperience; clos
enough for him to benefit by the mis-
takes and failures Of others.
Daisy Fentress, the one objectol
was becoming reconciled.
"Father says that If Brian make
no mistakes, no false moves, he vii
be made in few years." the youn
girl said wistfully.
Her secret was there In her eye
for all to read. She was a humbl
little hero worshiper In spite of he
millions and her undoubted charm
She would have been quite content t
be doOrmat for the man she loved
II he had wanted to walk upon her.
IF he makes no false moves" sh
repeated as If the words bad som
balefuI charm.
Linda stirred restlessy.
"What possible mistake could h
MAKE? The stage Is all set for him.
Daisy chanted, "Father says ther
are so many pitfalls for a youn
an-extravagance. the wron
friends the wrong woman"
Their eyes met Daisy's were