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CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
ELAINE CHALMERS. kissing
L Teddy Van Harrington good
night in the car in the small hours
Of Sunday morning refused to let
him come in.
Don't hang around Teddy" she
told him petulantly. I'll be here
till Monday. We've still plenty Of
time 20 quarrel
Il thought YOU were going back
TODAY" he said. Didn't you say
you had classes Monday morning.
so I did and 50 I have she
rctortod brightly. but I'm staying
over anyway. 1 can see you for
cocktails this afternoon and then
till all hours tonight. Run along
nov and let Elaine sleep"
When a sleepy houseman had let
her in She sat in the dimly lit draw
ing room and thought of Ohio. She
had decided not to 90 back to cob
lcge at all before the holidays.
A thrce-day absence prior to
holiday would not be investigated
That much at least she had gained
by her progress from boarding
school chit to college woman. d.
Shed pretend to 60 to Graycastle
Monday. but instead she'd take a
train for Worthwhile. In that way
she'd gain three extra days for con-
quest Of John MCNEIL. She felt
vcrv happy and clever.
III not risk applying for a rush
train pass. she decided, or engage
a drswtnc room. Higate's secretary
gets wind Of everything. No, I'll
buv a ticket and travel like any
poor girl who doesn't own a share
of railroad stock to her name
Tt did not occur to her that some
girls are too poor to buy even a
railroad ticket. So far do the worlds
of the very rich and the very poor
lie apart
When she finally went upstairs to
bed. a tired servant trailed her
putting out the lights. Elaine did
not think of thanking him. After
all. wasn't he paid regularly?
NNthe following afternoon. which
~ was Sunday. Ruth Woodson felt
moved to explore the flower garden
hack If The library. It had tempted
her from the first. Two long win
dows i'm the west wall Of the library
oDaned on the garden and stone
steps led down from the window
led~oS
Ruth was Interested. Once the
beds had been formally planted
with paths. stone seats and a sun
dial to enhance the effect. Now
everything was a tangle. Paths
we're Overgrown with weeds. Shrub
berry ran riot. Climbing roses aud
vines entertained and matted. Yet,
I'm spite Of all. the asters and chrys-
anthemums struggled through to
bloom as individualists
Futh found a few rusty tools in
a little shed. chose a hoe. and be-
gan to use it on the flower beds to
srraighten their borders. She was
so cr~r0ssed that she tailed to hear
the hedge being parted and John
McNofl stepping THROUGH
Did I frighten you?" he asked.
Sorry"
Ruth laughed You did startle
me a little. vas afraid it was
Penny come to call me down for
trespa sSinC in her garden.
John asked "How'S Penny con-
Quoting herself. by the way?"
VERY comfortably Ruth assured
him. But therere a couple Of good
yarns about her that I've never told
you
Lets have them" John urged.
Ruth said. wipipg a smudge Of
dirt from her wrist. She swiped a
set Of Stevenson from the library
and stuck some other books in their
place I was reading one Of the
StevensOnS at the time and it made
mo wild When I asked her about
them She pretended not to know
what 7 was talking about. She
can't read. of course. on account Of
her sight"
"Um-m," said John. drawing on
his pipe. Go on
We'll. the other incident is
louder and funnier. It's about a
cake I made for her The day after
her birthday she got her quarterly
check from New York. She vent
down town to bank it and 10 lay
in a supply of staple groceries. When
I saw all the outlay she'd had sent
home. I offered to bake her a day
late birthday cake. She vas as
thrilled as a child and asked me if
could manage to make tie icing
pink I did. by using beet water as
ColOrinC If I do say so. it was a
beautiful cake
And then she forgot to thank
yOu?' John guessed.
Mercy, no! She was terribly