The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-12-11
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CHAPTER XIV

eS@e@S@ young man coming up the walk grimly. Scott Stanley was not as
 handsome as Ronnie Moose. He had not Ronnie's regular features or Irish-blue eyes. And his clothes, though well-tailored, were not the ultra-s,nart type Ronnie wore. Nev- ertheless Scott Stanley had an air of distinction. He was well-built. His gray eyes held teasing light which was not to be discounted in summing up his attractiveness. The men in the Stanley family had al- ways played the devil with the hearts of women.
 Scott was a young man to make an old woman uneasy. Mrs. Gamer on was uneasy. prepared to be driven by fear out of her role of austere politeness.
 Aunt Ellen, recognizing the signs of battle in the thin line of her sisters mouth, f1uttered away from the scene like a moth fearing singed wings.
 Scott spoke pleasantly. He was hatless, as usual. But there was a polite difference in his manner that would have served him well on any other occasion, in lieu of the hat in-hand gesture Mrs. Cameron found so gratifying.
 "Is Dana at home, Mrs. Cam eron?" he asked.
 "Yes. Please be seated, won't you? I'll tell her you are here"
 Scott took a seat. But instead of going to Dana. Mrs. Cameron sat down again. Her dark eyes bored into Scott's.
 He thought, "What in the devil is the old lady staring at me about?" But he met her eyes coolly.
 "Now's my chance" Mrs. Cam eron decided. Young people never now their own minds. They had no judgment. One had to be ruth 1ess in order to save them from themselves.
 "Youre no fool, Scott Stanley, and I'm not one either" Mrs. Cam eron began.
 q assume that remark has some thing back of it." Scott replied easily.
 "It has," Mrs. Cameron said. 'Tt has my granddaughter's happiness back of it. And yours, too."
 "I'm afraid I'm still in the dark. Suppose we get to the point"
 every well. I'm objecting to your visits here. I want you to stop see- ing my granddaughter, monopoliZ- ing her time."
 Scott's face was white. Does Dana know of your obiections?" "She does. We had talk yester- day"
 Did she agree with you?" Scott's voice was stiff with anger.
 "Dana's an impressionable young girl, but she has sense. She told me she knew she'd make a poor poor wife"
 Scott's eyes blazed in his white face. "You might tell her for me that she's a little premature in her decision. AS I recall, the subject of marriage has never been dis cussed between us."
 He bowed mechanically, and went down the steps. Mrs. Cam eron watched him get into his car and drive away.
 She did not feel any too comfort able over her victory. That young man had spirit and 1t would be a long time before he forgot this blow to his pride. Dana actually had said that about being poor mans wife. Of course she hadn't said it yesterday when they were talking about Scott, as he had in ferred. Grandmother Cameron had intended for him to infer that. Be- sides, it all amounted to the same thing. Dana knew she wouldn't be happy depriving herself of the 1uxuries and comforts her friends had. Yet, there was chance she might be swept of her feet by 8 fascinating young man. Or rather, there had been a chance. Knowing the proud Stanley stock, Grand mother Cameron felt almost cer- tain that Scott would leave Dana entirely alone from now on.
 The girl might nope for 8 time, but she had pride, too. And soon Ronnie would come back, and Dana would forget all about Scott Stan ley.
 Dana did nope. Mixed with her sense of loss, was a feeling of hurt and bewilderment. She had not felt like this over losing Bonnie. There had been an explanation for