The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-08-04

again bne nao mad such dreams, only to bruise herself against the unyielding wall of his will. She turned toward the house. The moonlight had suddenly become unbcarably beautiful and a taunt.
 When Barrett appeared in Aiken. late the next dag he found what he had expected to find: Bob Telfare sat on the terrace with Eiinor, waiting for her to pour his tea. Barret saw them as the rick ety automobile he had hired at the station chugged and struggled up up the hill. Bentwell Stafford was nearby in wheel chair. He made a convenient blind, Barrett thought bitterly. A young man could appear to ask about the father and finger to make love to the daughter.
 Bentwcll Stafford turneN a thin, pale face toward the rising, wind ing drive. There's someone com ing" he announced. He had all ways spoken slowly and weakness intensified the old habit.
 "I wonder who it can be ?' Elinor put in, not carrying much She was strangely at peace. A bitter, sleepless night had been followed by an unusually pleas ant day Bob had seemed the understanding friend instead oi looking at her. as he sometimes did. in way that made her more miserable. Above all things Elinor did not want to hurt Bot as she herself had been hurt knowing how painful hearache can be. She had been happier too because her father seemed g little better that day
 Two Jumps, isn't it, Bot Elinor asked.
 Bentwell Stafford looked at the Bentwell understood. Bob reached quickly for a cigaret. He was | smoking too much these days, he realized.
 The motor was pulsing before l the house. Soon the maid would step from one of the French win. dows that opened on the terrace bringing card on a tray. Ther Elinor' would disappear. Bent well wasn't strong enough to see many visitors.
 Your tea, Bobby" A
 "Thank you" But the maid did not step from the long window. Instead Bar. rett Colvin rounded the corner of the house and moved swiftly toward the group. He called out with mock heartiness, Well, this is finem
 Elinor rose, flushing. Bar. rett!" she cried under her breath. Bob's heart broke. anew as he saw Barrett hold Elinor close and kiss her, saw her clinging to him while tears brimmed in her eyes. Barrett did not see those tears. He had turned swiftly blinded by the emotion of the mo- ment, to Bentwell Stafford.
 Its good to see you out!" Bar rett murmured, his hand in Bent wells.
 And it's good to be out"
 Bob" Barrett said next Short that greeting. and short the hand clasp.
 My Lord!" Bob reflected hotly Does he think I'm cutting in ? Does he think I could = with Any tea for mel" Barrett asked as he, dropped to a solid garden chair near the small table "Plenty! It's 500 good to see yOu!" she answered. She was sit. ting in. a wicker chair with g spreading peacock back. It framed her and made her seem delicatel, small. The gold of her autumn brown hair was accented by { jaunty sport frock of gold coloret linen. With her. abbreviated skir and flat heeled shoes she looked no older than 16.
 Barrett" she murmured, "this is the pleasantest surprise!" He said, "I hope so.' What he thought was, "You beautiful little liar!" 'rf.
 T had no idea you were com ing"
 1T know you hadn't" She did not catch the implication but Boh Telfare did and his level-looking eyes grew morose. If Colvin thought Elinor was that sort of q cheat, he decided, Colvin was a rotter and not good enough for her. t ,tg' rl 2
 He studied Barrett with an ab- sorption. that turned him man. Tierl9ss :Rarratt, felt the an.