Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1930-07-09
Continued From Yesterdays Starr
THIRTEENTH INsTALMENT.


appratSingly; the man, with
eager, devouring eyes. AnnaSsa
L. at last broke what had become
an uncomfortably long pause:
who are you?"
"Your stable boy, if you will have
me-"
It should have said, what is your
look at her SO strangely. In a minute
shed be blush1ng, provincialism
which the members of her set had
given up years ago.
David" he answered, still adhering
to that economical, close clipped
phraseology.
pulling teeth.
CULVER, sternly suppressed, played
mouth.
Smith, Jones, Robinson. Take your
pick
If 1t had rot been for that glimpse
of the boy beneath, Annassas red head
would have had something to say to
this. As it was she took plenty Of time
to simmer down. Then:
David was a little man.
But only in comparison with Go
Hath"
The modernist's way of reading new
ideas into the Old Testament. She
could not help wondering who this
David's Goliath might be, and whether
he had already prepared sling with
which to STAY him.
Must you keep up this air of mystery
with me? I am willing-eager-to be
your friend
He stopped her.
why are you eager to be my friend?
After all, what do you know about me?"
Yes, that had been a mistake. She
had not meant to go as far as Offering
friendship to a person she knew so
little about But something In the dark
eyes which had never left her face
would not let her say so. Instead, she
found herself murmuring:
Il know that last night you saved
son. mere matter of being on hand
at the right moment The time, the
place and the man.
And that you rode my horse, ORA
cula," she went on, needless of his
proteStations, which gives you two of
the first requisites for friendship-re-
sourcefulness and courage" AS an
afterthought, And you've just added
another-modesty."
Her tone, rather than her words,
seemed to touch him. For the first
time the broad shoulders relaxed. An
invisible barrier fell away.
Don't" he begged with disconcerting
earnestness. Don't say you'll be my
friend unless you mean it."
No use trying to back out now. But
at least the situation should be handled
with as light touch as possible. So:
THE fact that fate has thrown us
together on this ghost-ridden farm
establishes a sort of bond. And any,
way" = here came the light touch -
better friends than enemies"
oh" he said shortly. And after a
moment 1T was your idea, you know,
not mine"
There was an uncomfortable silence,
broken by David.
you've every right in the world to
distrust me; and you do, 1 can see It
in your eyes. Admit now, you're not
quite sure whether ] had anything to
do with the two murders or not"
AnnaSsa was frank enough to admit
she had had her doubts. Today, since
coming to the red barn, to be exact
those doubts had begun to seem ridicu-
lous
Her companion studied her admir-
ingly.
why should be? Are you?"
t'Lord. I don't knowl"
He drew a breath through lean
nostris and looked down at her from a
height of six feet and four inches.
Whatever brought girl ike you TO
a place like this?"
Annassa gave to her reply more con-
sideration than the question deserved,
or so she thought.
Il came to right a wrong"
A look Of incredulity was ger reward
And how are you getting on?"
Badly" she admitted. Very badly!"
With sudden savage gesture he
planted his clenched fist against the
wall.
Damn it ALL Brides House can't
hold its secret forever. 1t shan'tl hi
tear the place apart. Shingle by shingle.
I'll"
She put her hand on his arm. Her
voice was tense with excitement.
Then you came on the same errand
that brought me?"
Instantly the old air Of caution re-
turned.