The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1935-05-09
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, In a good humor now, Kathar-
inc palloped the mare the last few
naces of that stretch of lane which
would presently cross the Shore
road which was Innicock's mann
artery. This far out, 1t was a
broad ribboned highway, thanked
nv red and white gas stations and
an occasional mammoth sign. a
mile or two back from the SOUND
if became Innicock's Main Street
with tall naples shading old wnite
houses with green shutters. Fur
Their down still was the bank, the
white-painted church, the library
Miss Matilda's nursery SCHOOL,
and q grocery store. InnicocI was
an old village, sleepy, comfort
able, leisurely. Katharine otten
said, with passion, that she hated
it.
She lived in one of the oldest
and LARGEST of the stone houses
down on the Point. 1t was set IN
the midst of park-like &"reS Its
Norman turret Yves hung with IVY.
and in summer clematis dropped
mournfuIly from its portico. With
in it was dark with seasoned OAK.
eastern rugs, bronze lamps and
red velvet hangings. Twenty-Five
wears ago it had been a show
nIace." and in the eyes Of hath-
arine's trim, modern stepmother
it was that still. Her father, white
haired, portly, a lawyer down in
the city, never thought OF chang
ing anything about it.
Katharine said to herself that
she hated it. When she came in
to her mothers money--that
would be next March, and she
was looking forward to it - she
would find herself 4 gay, modern
apartment down in the city and
would furnish it in the modern
manner-tweedy fabrics, chairs
fashioned of chromium tubing,
angled tables with glittering mir
rOreQ SuIldCcS.
Her father and her stepmother
had no idea what went on under
those smooth fair brows. Inward
ly Katharine seethed; outwardly,
at least, she was calm. This rid
ing club of Michael HeatherOe's
had given her a much needed out
let lately. When things palled on
her. when life seemed 'too utter
" poisonous" to bear another
minute, she would slip into her
riding things and drive over to
Shady Ridge where the good
smell of trampled earth, the
stamping of horses in their stalls
satisfied something in herself.
Not that she would acknowledge,
even for q minute, that she was
interested in Michael. :.
A glance at her watch now
warned her that her hour was
nearly ended. She spurred the lit
tie horse back in the direction
from which she had come.
Fury paused obediently now at
the intersection of the bride path
and River Road. Michael had
taught her to do this and even
though Katharine's touch on the
bride urged her on, she esitated
nervouSy paving the red earth.
Katharine, reused from her
thoughts, stared unseeingly for a
moment into the eyes of the girl
in the little green car which had
drawn up as Fury emerged from
the green tunnel.
"Zoe Parker! When did you get
back"
The car door slammed and Zoe
ran forward uttering shrill cries
of greeting. Zoe, Katharine told
herself critically, was really love-
ly. Those glittering white teeth,
that charming warm blush of sun
burn, those bright blue dancing
eyes, Pity Zoe was such a crash
ing fool!
''Hel-lo, darling!'
Zoe was in white linen with a
vest of dark blue linen, dotted in
white. Her shoes, her hat. her
gloves were all unbelievably
crisp.
"You look smart"
Thanks. You do, too, darling!
Zoe cried. "We just got in last
night. was going to cali you
How are you and what've yor
been doing?"
ooh, the usual" Katharine
i drawled.
"I'm crazy to see everybody,
Zoe declared. Everybody knew
that Zoe's ambitious mother hat
whisked her to Europe in Ma!
in order to avoid scandal abou
Gibbs Larkin. Gibbs was 35, hand
some in a thoroughly dissolut,
way. constituencies. Zoe had fal
len headlong in love with him
with all her lightning impetuous
ness. Gibbs, people said, woul
never marry. He was one of thos
II L1 hoobalorc ubo Gin Swaot