Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1933-05-03
CHAPTER 1
The Cary House.

Nf% 0HN -
Il Ensloe thought, alighting iron
the taxi and stopping before tn
gate.
Here wsz the double-pointed lror
fence enclosing the large yard. Herr
were the two stone lions guarding
the front steps; lions on whose
broad backs Geoff's mother and lit
tie Mona Cary had ridden some
thirty years ago. There at the lefl
was the garden with the antleret
deer, n %kneeling on delicate fore
legs, the other standing haughtily
erect. Time had been at work upon
the impressive length of their ant.
lers. but otherwise they were just
as Mrs. Ensloe had described them.
by George! There's the Identical
marble lady pouring water from the
tw%o-handled jug on her shoulder !
How | loved to hear about that
fountain when I was six and had
scarlet feverl"
He had eason to remember that
illness since 1t gave him more of
his mothers attention than be had
enjoyed before or since. Mrs. Ensloe
was not, as she herself frankly ad-
mltted, the maternal type of woman.
She loved her clever husband with
all her heart and soul, and as his
profession Of chemical engineer car
ried him to all parts of the world,
she had gone with him, leaving
Geof at first In the care of his
grandmother, then. as he grew old
er, at various schools and summer
camps.
John Ensloe was dead now, and
Geoff was following In his fathers
professional footsteps. Mrs. Ensloe,
however, did not suggest accom-
panying him to Denver where he
was to spend a year in laboratory
work before returning to take his
fathers place In the New York firm.
Instead, she settled down to finish
the book Properties and Uses of
Hydrofluoric Acid" which her hus-
band had begun and which his pub
fishers considered could be com
pleted satisfactorily by his widow.
"You must look up the Carys In
Denver" she told Geoff. 1.-THE Ayles-
burys, / suppose | should call them
now. Only Captain Cary is left. |
used to visit Mona Cary every sum
mer when | was q child. Her ia
ther had large mining interests there
and my father had business with
him."
Il know" said Geoff. Have you
forgotten how you used to tell me
about the big house and the lions
and the lady in the garden? | even
know that there was a blackheart
cherry tree back of the house and
you and Mona made yourselves sick
one year eating them"
His mother looked amused. I'D
forgotten I'd told you all thatl | al
ways intended to get back and see
Mona after / married, or have her
come here. l always remember to
send Cynthia a birthday gift each
year." she added hastily.
Geoff grinned at her. "You re-
member Who was it reminded you
last month and went down with You
to select the gift? A corking jade
dinner ring it wasl AS a godmoth-
err" he r%eproached her, you leave
something to be desired"
"As a mother, too, perhaps" she
said quietly, though | must say
you've rather thriven under neglect.
Mona Carey, now-Nona Aylesbury.
] mean-will fulfill all your dreams
OF an adoring maternal parent.
She'll fuss ver you, pet you, worry
about you II your little finger
aches-she vas a perfect little moth
er even when we were children to-
gether."
you talk as If you expected me
to live with herr" Geoff, interested
in this implication, did not heed the
faint bitterness In his mothers tone.
1T might be a good thing for
everybody concerned" she an
swered. i rather imagine the Ayles-
burys are having a hard time inan.
cialiy. Captain Cary was never a
business mamie inherited his
wealth from his father, who came
from Virginia and made a fortune in
his old age. / believe Nona's hus-
band put his own money In with the
Captains, and when be died-Mr.
Aylesbury, | meant seems to me
there was some sort of financial
crash. Your father and | were in
Spain" She stopped abruptly. her
eyes dark with memories.
Geof, however, was very much oc-
cupied with the present. 81 hone
you haven't committed me, to living
with them?" There was alarm In
his voice, the alarm of a young man
who has had rueful experience with
ambitious mothers of pretty young
She shrugged. "Think 1t likely?
managed your own affairs
a great many years now. But |
know you hate hotels and boarding
houses, and the Cary place used to ]
be delightful
Mrs. Aylesbury went back to 1t {
her husband diad ~ =