Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1935-02-07
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mot tonight Don't forget to put
out the lamps when you 60 to bed"
"Pn see to It," Janet said.
you won't come in, sir?" Payne
asked. He had noticed Haskells re-
luctance on other occasions to linger
In that library.
mo. / have work to do--in my
room"
Berenice looked after him with
speculative, half maternal air. II
hope when I'm of his hands he'll en-
Joy life little"
Must everything 60 on like this I'M
til you are twenty-one?"
"Or until marry-if marry before
! am twenty-one. Then the guardian
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES to my hus-
band until am twenty-one-then to
me absolutely"
Mrs. Denver laid down her knitting.
my child, why don't you marry?"
A nervous silence followed this re-
mark. Payne put his hand over his
eyes as II to shade them from the
light, and Arthur and Janet looked
like people at play just after the
curtain has gone up. Mrs. Denver re-
sumed her knitting. Berenice stirred
the fire-and great tongues Of fame
sought the black case Of the chimney.
Then. feeling strangely juvenile to-
gether and as II skirting the dark
wood Of fate. they drew around the
ilre telling stories.
Then Payne said, Someone must
be delegated to get fudge"
EN- co. said Berenice, rising.
"Pll so with YOU"
"No. please"
Payne waited; gave her little start,
then followed her. At the foot Of the
staircase she turned. not toward the
Kitchen, but toward the room where
the figures were kept.
"Berenice," his voice had a stern
yet tender quality. She started vio-
lently. looked back. "Oh, why did you
conner"
Because thought you might do
this. You watched the door too much"
II was getting afraid again. sup
pose the anniversary and Mother Mar.
tha's tolling the bell depressed mel
wanted to see their dear faces-be
kept from thinking they could ever
harm me. It's foolish fancy-but II
came. and I thought l would look In
there first before ] got the fudge"
He walked with her down the pas
sage. "Will you take one Of the
lamps from the brackets?"
He lifted 1t down. She turned the
handle. "Why, it's locked. and there's
q new lock- Oh. he must give me the
key: he must"
Don't you think It's just as well
to have this room locked? The fig-
ures are safe from prying eyes and
;neddIing hands-and ! am sure your
guardian will give you key"
HE may not. He is very firm at
times"
maybe he thinks it's better for
your health and spirits not to go there
too much"
Perhaps he is rlght-and after all
NOW you will think me foolish again,
there was something else beside fear.
suppose I've been like little girl
with her dolls who doesn't want them
to be lonely or unhappy. even though
she knows they are not alive"
Later In the evening she showed
him some old diaries kept by her IA.
Their. '''ve often thought they ought
TO be published; he put down so many
comments on current events, as well
as the academy news. Would you look
over them for me some time-and tell
me what you think could be done with
them7'
he promised her to look through
them. The four had played cards,
eaten fudge, chatted. with Mrs. Den.
yer placidly knitting In the back.
ground. They thought her quite ador-
able In her faculty Of being with them
without any of the mlddle-aged stric-