The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1933-06-13

- At the door, which Higgins held
open, Barrett turned again and as
he did SO saw girl hurrying up
the steps of Miss Elias house. A
pretty picture she made with her
young grace and energy.
''One Of the Tmopes"? he asked
Higgins.
no. Mr.. Barrett. That is Miss
Elinor Stafford. She's grown a
deal these four years. sir"
Barrett nodded. His smile wild
ened. He remembered Elinor Stat
ford dimly as a gawky youngsteE
with 4 brace on her teeth, young
Ster with an especial talent for
stumbling. He had met her at Miss
Elias house-the golden shrine fo-
all those relatives who felt they
should be remembered in the Sex
ton will.
The hall and Fig@ir shu tirg
the world away with a closed door.
How good it was TO be home. The
same dTmmed, lovely tanestry. The
same ancient hat rack that Barrett
kept because. looking ut it. he
could sometimes fancy nc saw
has fathers hat on the black mar
bic surface, his mcther'S small!
gloves and card case.
"It's good to be here again. Hrg-
gins.
And it's rood to haze you,
sir"
Barrett saw that Higgins eyes
held tears and hc laid strong
hand on the old mans arm. With
Il gentleneSs that. combined with
his strength, hcckonrd too many
weak mortals his way, Barrett
asked. II hope you've been well.
HigginS?"
Yes Mr.. Barrett. Now and
again Il bit loncly--not that |
mean to complains, sir. think
you'll find everything rs you want
il. Mr.. Barrett"
I'm certain cvcrything'5 in fine
shape"
The harbor was roggy, / pre-
sumo, SIR" HIGGINS asked as he
took Barrrtt's coat, weighted by
the wet in the days air.
pretty thick"
Quite four hours late. you are,
sir; I've been watching by the win
dow"
Lucky to get n at ALL"
II presume so. You've unched,
Eyes: thought I'd better BY
the way, are there any lettcrs?"
a number, sir. On your desk"
A few minutes later when Bar
.rett was poking through the mail
frankly and naireIy surprised
at its bulk-Marcia came mrrying
i'm. "Darhngw she called from
the doorway of the big, dark room.
He turned. rose and she was in his
arms. crying, laughing, clinging to
him.
THE same huge thing" she eX-
claimed breatnIeSSly. stand i n .
away. "aud so famous, dear. You
don't know what your" IN for. /
haven't been to Il dinner this win
ter that someone hasn't said. so
Barrett Colvin is your brother?
How rcmarkahirr dent suppose
| 10 look rs though / could posi-
bly, be related 10 anyon" 50 hrainy.
On, it is good TO see you, dear"
She pressed close AGAIN and for
a moment hid hcr face against tn"
top button Of his waiStcoat. Then
she drew away and raised her face
to let him see her smile and hcr
miSted eyes.
Pm so frightfully happy she
admitted. "Dick'S such = perfect
husband! And to think you haven't
even met him! Darling-may |
have cocktail?"
Barrett rang for Higgins, at the
same time studying Marcia She
had grown lean, hungry-looking,
nervous. He hadn't remembered
those sudden, angular maneriSmS.
"You're pretty stringy, Marcia, "
he said perpleXedly.
Darling, everyone is! You'll mo-
tice it. May | have Il cigaret?
Thank You so much. I've been
tearing all day. Always so much
to do"
She dropped to 4 chair as Hig-
gins appeared at the doorway.
"GOod afternoon, Higgins. Will
you bring me Manhattan"
Higgins mmmured greet / n G,