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means to grandchildren. It's not
actually odd. He gave me a bit Of
my own way, in letting me go on
painting, instead of being the &C.
tive heir to the steel-rail business;
and generally speaking, he hates
to give anyone his way, when it's
been in opposition to his. To con.
cede, makes him feel old. So as
payment of my check for winning
once, I have to dance attendance
on him like a governess companion
the rest of my time-of his time,
rather.
meanwhile, I have an excellent
allowance, charge accounts that
get sent to his Office
She interrupted again: 1T isn't
the least concern of mine, Keith"
1T might have BEEN"
That, she didn't answer.
He said then: Strange that
you alone of the fairly long sue.
cession of debutantes to whom I've
sent flowers. and paid compli'
ments, should have stood for some.
thing so wonderful"
1T is strange you've liked me
I'm not a snowy beauty at all" At
those words in voice not like hers,
voice hard, light, cool, he let her
arm go. She stood UP. He stood
and faced her.
Denise was tall, very slender.
Their eyes we're almost on a level.
He thought the most irrelevant {:
Not an obvious beauty, but she
will be when matured." And could
think of nothing to say to her, ex-
cept: I'll call you tomorrow, De-
Mise. Shall we have luncheon?"
There was the most curious tu-
multi of emotion in her young face.
Her mouth-so soft it was, when
he'd kissed it, as he had kissed it
recently, quivered and steadied
then. Her face smoothed out. She
looked for an instant more adult
than he had ever seen her. In that
instant she was like some one he
did not know. She was just girl
with deep blue eyes and hair with
bronze lights in it where the last
sunlight touched it, girl in a gray
fur jacket and a tweed suit, and a
hat the color of pale violets. A girl
who said: mo; let's not go to
luncheon, or dinner, or to dance,
tomorrow or any other day. Let's
never see each other again" A
girl who said, "Good-by," quickly,
and turned and left him.
CHAPTER II
Keith started to follow her.
Then he stood still. Her light
swaying figure went round a curve
in the path, and out of sight. He
sat down again, and thought:
But what else could have
done?"
But it seemed to Denise Rem
dale, walking through the first
dusk, with her heart aching
dreadfully, that he could have
done so many things. Have faced
his father-or have ignored his
father, and chanced poverty with
her.
All the year they had known
each other began sliding through
her head with kind of troubling
rconsecutiveness - evenings he
and she had danced. Dance tunes
ana the remembered colorS of her
evening dresses spun around dis
waltZes, rhumbas, a
REQ frock, silver metal frock he
haQ much admired, a white frock,
a turquoise satin; and the vistas
of the Starlit roof, and the trees
in bloom outside the Casino
windows.
She said: "I cannot bear it. I
always thought, until today, that
he cared as I cared. But he never
did. Never, never, never"
There was the winter weekend
of Long Island house-party.
They skated under cold stars,
very thick and clear, with the icy
wind in their faces and her heart
singing. That was the first eve
nlne that he said he loved her.
She had waited, through a
spring, through summer, through
a summers waning, and now until
October, to hear him ask: when
shall we be married?" Only today,
too plainly, had he shown he did
not want to marry her.
She said to herself, What
shall I do? I can't get on without
him." and was afraid she had
Saiu the words out loud, so she
caught herself, made herself walk
on fast, made herself think of the
half-Seen faces of paSserS-by, of
her sister Felicia. who would be
poised and Indifferent as ever to-
day, though doing what she could
about their parents, in Felicia's S
offhand manner.
So she came to her fathers
house, a narrow high white stone
house, crowded between two large
apartment buildings.
Townes opened the door for
her as he had opened it ever since
she could remember, as he would
open it no more after October 81,
to which date his wages were paid.
Mrs. Dayne is waiting for you
IN the library"
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