The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-03-23
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"You'd be lonely here after Mother
has gone" 1t was pleasant to be able
to love Celia again. She had been
so dear and unaffected ever since
Father was hurt. II couldn't bear It,"
she added, ito be so far away. I'd
rather stay here with you"
Funny little brown GIRL" Celia did
not look at JAMIE. She was using
lipstick lightly. Her hand trembled
little.
There were lights in "Sportsman's
Hail." Aunt Lucy met them at the
| door.
Carter Shelby, tall and graceful and
dark, had left the group around the
| fireplace, was walking to meet them
across the hall.
ats nice to see you again." He
was smiling down at Celia, holding
| both of her hands.
"Thank you, Carter" Celia lifted a
wan lovely face. We've had an I'M
happy time"
"And this is-Janie."
Good evening, Mr.. Shelby" jamie
| greeted him stiffly. She hated it be-
cause Celia had given him both of her
Aands Hugh was at home in the office
and Celia was letting this Carter
| Shelby hold both Of her pretty hands.
But she mustn't spy on Celia. It
wasn't exactly fair.
A maid took their wraps. They
! Joined the group around the fire. There
| were introductions. Tom pushed for
ward chair for Celia. jamie sat on
| cushion and Rugged her knees in
her arms. Carter Shelby devoted him
| self to Muriel The rose of her velvet
frock made faint color In her cheeks.
Her eyes, when she glanced at Carter,
were warm and family amused.
Tom and the two sleek young men
| from Washington, whose names were
Ted and Jerry, devoted themselves to
| Celia.
| She sat with her hands linked loose
ly in her lap and talked very little.
| Occasionally she smiled at one Of the
attentive young men,, Her eyes strayed
at intervals to the shadowy corner
where Muriel sat with Carter Shelby.
jamie wondered what she was think
ing. 1t was impossible even to guess.
| Dolly presently turned the radio
knobs Music crashed into the quiet
of the oak-beamed hall. Carter Shelby
drew Celia up from her chair. jamie
slipped into the vacant place beside
Muriel. Tom Joined them.
"You can fight for me, children"
he said.
"Too lazy" Muriel ficked the ash
from her cigarette.
Tom laughed. He bent his curly
dark head.
Gamble for It," he said. "Who-
ever pulls out the longer hair wins"
Couldn't think Of it." Muriel
smiled. "Your hair is your greatest
beauty"
The sacrilege was prevented. Uncle
Frank called from the library door.
"Can I speak to you, Tom"
Certainly, Mr.. Grove" Tom turned
away from the fire, strobe briskly
across the hall.
Remember when Tom used to NOW
the grass?" jamie asked, settling her
self comfortably on the long uphol-
stored settee.
HE was the Sir Galahad of my
youthful Dreams" Muriel said with
sigh. II think he's splendid. l shall
always be fond Of Tom"
"Does he know you like HIM" jamie
presently asked. Some men were
stupid about such things. There, for
instance, was Hugh.
HE should" Muriel said frankly.
1--WE told him dozens of times"
"What does he say?"
HE calls me a forward brat or
something equally tender" Muriel
smiled at jamie. Il get discouraged
at times.'
They watched the dancers moving
about through the dimly lighted hall.
Celia and Carter were handsome to-
| gether. The others suffered by con-
trast. Celia's small blond head glinted
against Carriers well-tailored dinner
coat. He bent little toward her.
They danced slowly, rhythmically, out
of shadowy corners, through pools Of
| shaded light, into the shadows again.
"Does Celia love Hugh?" Muriel sud-
denly asked.