The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-08-10
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 Barry closed the kitchen door kicked at the wood basket. tested the lights, and said finally. Well shall we go back? We seem to bt more or less deserting our guests don't we?"
 Looking at him, Mona realized that he had not been conscious oi the pronoun. They went out on the veraDda and Barry locked the door replacing the key.
 You're shivering." he said abruptly. Wed better walk rapid. ly."
 Mrs Faxon joined the young people at luncheon. Elizabeth Barry's sister. had tclephoned. she said. Elizabeth, marrying early was the mother of four frolicsome children and kept in daily touch with the Townsend menaGe yet Mrs Faxon mentioned her call as if it were an occasion.
 '.Want anything?" Barry in- quired.
 Just to say hello. And to sug- gest that you might like to drive {. lover for dinner this evening" staa That reminds mel" Barry ex- ( exclaimed. T thought 1t might be a s~good stunt to have dinner at the 4& { .~ .~somewherc, aren't there? Jean lascould make"
 s&. "Splendid!" Mrs Faxon said de- snlightedly and took the reins of preparation out of Barry's hands :. I'll send Jimmy down to get the place warm and dusted." x& Turning to Mona she went on. sss.sYou should feel duly flattered. ssyBarry shows the camp only to his ts1ciosest friends. I've known of pco- pie to hint for weeks" VI Its my private thinking place, " ts Barry admitted.
 After luncheon the four piled lssinto Barry's roadster and made q s4stour of the countryside They %-stopped for tea at small inn and '. when they returned to the motor ..A car Barry drove with Mona beside taa1 him. Steve and Lottie, in the rum sAe ble seat, were apparently deep in ' some gay secret Stevc's chucklcs punctuated by Lottie's high pitched K. chatter, reached Mona in the front I.kseat.
 s~ The cor ran smoothly along s4athe highway, dipping with the hills. IT ii rising again amid rows of oaks and N naples. It glided past the care fully checkered meadows that made
 
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 sA Here all was luxury-no huddled towns of tiny houses. no glaring billboards, no small shops. ". As the road twisted and turned saAathe sinking sun reddened, danced ahead of them, danced to the left, then the right again and finally dis ..appeared. as if to terminate the {. ,. pleasant game of hide and seek ~thcy had been playing. Almost ~ Immediately they were back at Twilands, returning by new road :. N. Dusk was settling In the trees. The girls ran upstairs, laughing s3sand chatting.
 ss~ Hey you!" Barry called. ss- That's for me-" explained Lottie. s.'Didn't I tell you he always calls s@- me that?" She turned and said, ,s .yhat? 2"
 Hey you! Dinner is broiling. Come on"
 Mrs Faxon had gone ahead sas with Jimmy and Jean and the < s@shuge basket of supplies. Mona and " Lottie, Steve and Barry. set out to Y follow over the gently freezing Tyoad, then struck out crosslots for V tho camp.
 
 ' a~odor of broiling steak greeted them. ss v Jimmy, kneeling before the flame, was guarding the piece de resist ance tcnderly but relinquished his place immediately to Barry. Jean, " smiling from the kitchen door. was mixing salad dressing. The camp now was warm, coZy and de- t1ightful.
 Mrs Faxon. busying herself at 1.-the table, called them at last to sit <. v down.
 s~ When they had finished eating they turned on the radio and danced. Mona. puzzled at first, de- cided that Barry was avoiding her. {, z. When he addressed her he seemed .. to keep the conversation on il t4gencral note. The servants departed carrying the cmpticd hampers and Mrs Faxon. from her cretonne fire : seat. beamed on the little party : approvingly.
 "She likes us." Mona thought. And she was right. Mrs Faxon thought Mona exquisite and her friend, Lottie. refreshing and anus { ,. ing.
 @ Barry should have more good ,s-times like this" Mrs Faxon was telling herself. Loyal to each. the