The Daily Alaska empire., 1933-01-23

dancing in a crowded room isn't much fun. You feel too tattered."
 She brought the Devalet to a standstill. A second car rattled past them and it's lights showed him the faint rose staining her cheeks, and the darker gold where the night-wind stirred amongst the Iroots of her hair.
 Sure you're not cold?"
 Mot a scrap. Will you turn her or will you trust me not to scrape lanything?"
 Have a cigarette first. It's ra- ther pleasant here. Isn't it along this bay that there's a cove called Bobey's? And didn't Mrs. Lodely organize picnics there and tell us that the Bogey was hiding in a cave and would eat us if we wad- ed too far out? I remember hop ing that he would just peaceably let me drown, instead"
 She had accepted one of his cig-
 
 arettes and he put a box of match es into her other hand. He watch ed, historically, the miracle wrought | by the little point of flame. Out of the crisp darkness, sprang her glowing curve of cheek and chain, her childish tip of nose, her wo- mans red lips. He thrust both hands into his pockets and held tightly to the keys and coins he !, found there.
 T want to know two things" he said with determination. The first 1 is-why don't you call me Farrell, when it is obvious that only by &C., cident did we miss playing togeth- er in Bogey Cove? And the sec ond is, why not go down to Bogey Cove? I'm going back to Town tomorrow and I want to see the Bogey before I go"
 Yes, if you like. And certain | ly I'll call you Farrell, if you want me to. Only, when we've looked at Bogey Cove, could you drive me to Toxeter?"
 ITO Toxeter?"
 To my-our new house, where Mark and are going to live. A good many of our possessions are there already, and amongst them is a cupboard of which Mark has lost the key. I believe I've found Ia key that would fit it and I want so much to try it."
 "Tonight?"
 "Yes, Then if we can open the cupboard, you can see more of Marks work I believe there are some portraits there. Don't you want to go to Toxeter?" Farrell flung out his cigarette "On the contrary, it's Bogey's Cove that I no longer want to go tto."
 "Oh, but why? Of course, Tox- eter's quite in the opposite direc- ton"
 "Quitep said Farrell, stepping 1 out in order to go round to the drivers side. Well leave out Be- 1 gey Cove until-some other time!' Wherefore, he shortly brought the car to rest before the gap where Barbara's gate would be and helped her out. He looked reflec- lively around him. The road that led past her house was not yet completed. The last lamppost was sixty yards away It was all dark and uncomfortable and new. He disapproved of everything. He loathed the neighbors' snug little curtains and he loathed the distant cathedral. What he had seen of the rest of Toxeter he spurned likewise. He followed her silver slippers across the grav- |el that strewed her front path way, and into the house. She put up a hand and switched on the light. There was laid bare l to Armitage's inimical gaze big room, inadequately rugged and curtained. Some battered furni- | turel filled one end and there was la gas fire. Shivering little, Barbara asked for a match. I'll see to it." said Armitage shortly. You know you've got a ghastly bad habit of not making men fetch and carry for you. It's 1 got to stop"
 She laughed. It was the first | time he had heard the sweet, mer- | ry sound. The match burned down to his finger tips and he had to light another.
 I'm nearly always with Mark, I suppose" She was sober again. And he, of course, can't fetch and carry"
 l Armitage lit the fire and drew the curtains. At once the room held semblance of loneliness. One could imagine it full of people, of | foho opncppnln nf uAinac ~x,ax 0f