The Washington times., 1931-03-27

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Delight listened, however,
without hearing. The Lori
mers were subtantial people.
Again she thought of safety,
protection, freedom from finan-
cial and other worries. She had
never thought to see Travers
Lorrimer again; had thought of
him, when she did so at all.
which was infrequent, as one
thinks of ones youth-vanish.
ed, regretted, never to be re-
gained; had thought Of him.
falling into flames toward the
furrowed earth, dying a clean
and valiant death, a young
Icarus.
But he lived.
If, when the stipulated week
was up, that strange, eager lit
tie perSon-what was her
name? Thurston? were to come
to her and tell her that Mrs.
Lorrimer was still determined
to ignore her existence, what
should she do?
The only sensible thing to do,
thought Delight, was to con-
front Mrs. Lorrimer, manage 20
see Lorry, carry the battle into
the enemy camp and see what
happened then. If. as far as
character was concerned. Lorri-
mer had not changed, Delight
thought she knew that he
would feel under a sacred obli-
cation. He had been a very
chivalrous boy, generous, and
idealistic, under the hard-boiled
veneer of war, the laughter, the
almost hysterical gayety Of
leave-time. She had been dread
fully in love with him, had Of
fered, because of her own surge
of emotions, half adolescent,
half forced into flower by the
unnatural circumstances of
war, to go away with him for
part of his leave. He had re-
sfused. He had insisted that he
didn't want her that way"
But wanted her as-hiS wife.
Delight Schemes
Was he still idealistic and,
well, impractical, she wondered.
She thought so, somehow, re.
membering Mary LOUIS almost
fantastic story of his fidelity to
a memory, his frantic search,
his unhappiness at a loss.
Yes, she would be all kinds
Of a fool not to take advantage
of this amazing piece Of luck
which had come her way.
If Mrs. Lorrimer changed
her mind and sent for her or
came to her. they would have
it out. If she didn't change
her mind-well, Delight rather
fancied she could change it
for her. Meantime, perhaps it
would do no harm to go out to
WeStmill, incognita, and see
how the land there lay.
She might catch a glimpse
of Lorrimer. She wouldn't
make herself known to anyone,
but she would rather like to
confirm what Evanson had
said,- with her own eyes.
Therefore, on the following
morning, which was Sunday,
Delight got up at, to her, an
ungodly hour, and proceeded
to Grand Central Station.
where she took q train for
Connecticut.
At the WeStmill station she
asked how far the Lorrimer
place was. On being told, she
looked for taxi. for she was
not in form, and hadn't been
for years, to walk several miles
even under the ideal conditions
formed by a sunny spring day
and a good road flanked with
tall budding trees. She had the
taxi set her down at some dis
tance from the gates Of West
wood House. She wanted, she
said, to walk the rest Of the
way, the weather was so delight
ful. The taxi driver meantime,
grown loquaciouS, after the man.
ner of his kind, had regaled her
with stories of the Lorrimers:
of Lorrimer's long illness and
his recent miraculous recovery:
of his regained interest in life.
The Journey Ends
why, he's even taken to fly
ing again." said the driver, in
awe. Il was talking to him
down to the station just the
other day. I guess after all the
burnt child don't dread the fire
none. He's got an awfully
pretty girl visiting him and his
mother. / remember driving
her to WeStwood House the day
she come here, last fall"
After having made careful
inquiries as to the extent Of
the Lorrimer place, Delight got
out of the cab, paid the talk
ative driver, and proceeded,
avoiding the gates. to walk
along the main highway which
skirted one side of the estate.