The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-09-16

cruel. You know / want to know
about you and you turn off my
questions with the gentle breeze of
your words. You make me feel
completely Intellectual. Don't you
know that think about you, won
der about you?
She didn't say any of those
things.
Nor did she say that she was
thinking: In little while he will
be gone and then there will be an
other week or perhaps longer I'M
til / see him. And in between times
I'll wonder if he has enough to eat.
A gentleman of the road. Yes,
he was definitely a gentleman. You
saw it in his face and in his man.
ner. Cecily corrected the word
manner to manners. Anyone could
have manner. Manners meant
breeding. Philip Callen had man.
ner. She did not admit Philip to
Locke's category.
Then suppose you know the
habits of the little wild things, the
birds, the bees and all that?"
Il know a place not very far
from here that I think you'd like.
You walk through a pine wood TO
get to it and suddenly you come
on a cove where the waves pound
on white beach and there's lots
of dried Seawood for a roaring
blaze. I also know how to cook
fine steak and bake potatoes in
that fire."
Near here?" she asked eagerly.
"It's secret hideaway of mine"
he cautioned. "It'S long walk,
long enough to work up an appe-
tite. And after you've rested your
weary bones and filled the inner
man-not to mention the inner
Woman-with the salt of the earth
and little of the seasalt, you lie
back on the sands and watch the
stars fill the bowl of the heavens.
Would you like to see it,"
Cecfly'S lips parted and her eyes
glowed.
"Yes," she said softly.
Strictly Business
"CUNDAY?"
~ Sunday"
"Great! No high heels and no
powder puffS. Well adventure life
IN the raw, in manner of speak
ing. Got a good stout pair of
boots?"
Yes, and a warm sweater"
II see. You're experienced such
a great adventure before?"
mot like this one" she said
truthfully.
I'VE shall see," he answered.
Now, then, all else that you will
need is a good appetite, a long
stride and a stout walking-stick."
For walking or protaction?"
only for walking" he said re-
assuringly. and Cecily felt en-
harrasSed.
She fastened on. "What time
will you come by for me?"
I'm not coming to Darelea," he
said. I'll meet you at the fork
leading to the North road at three
o'clock. On?"
why won't you come to Dare
! lear" fffss
He looked away from her. his
face setting. Then he looked back
and he was grinnirg. Have you
forgotten the posse?"
Locke left Cecily at the gates Of
Darelea. He stood in the shadows
until he saw the big door open to
let her in. If she could have seen
his face then, she would have seen
that the bantering light had left
his eyes, that the lines beside his
laughing mouth were set reso-
lutely.
He fingered there for a few
minutes. Then-when the door had
closed behind her - noiselessly.
with an Indian tread, he entered
the gates. His feet made no sound
on the pebble path. He left the
path where it turned toward the
porch and swung around to the
side of the house. Toward the side
where the long drawing-room
windows showed slit of light be-
tween the drawn curtains.
UnobServed, he peered into the
room that Cecily had entered, then
quietly faded into the night.
Cecily sank into chair.
"Well," Philip inquired bright
ly, how did the party come off
without my scintillating pres
ence?"
at wasn't a party" Cecily re-
turned. 1T was strictly business
arrangement and it was quite
success"
"Olivia"--Philip appealed to his
hostess by the name she had in
sisted upon-"what am I going to
do with my little career woman?
Do you suppose when we're mar
ried, that she's going to take her
work seriously?"
Under his lids, he flashed a
mocking glance at Cecily. Cecily
wanted to slap him.
You know Cecily better than !
do, Philip" Olivia answered. "You
must know that she is not the flip
pant type. ! trust that you'll be
able to handle that situation when
the times comes"
A lot he knows me! Cecilv,s
thoughts would have scared Philip
not to mention Olivia--had they
known what was passing through
her mind.
She thought: Every day this
situation gets more difficult.
ought to speak to Aunt Olivia, but.
if I do, I'll only make her un-
happy. It would sound so terribly
silly of me to have done such q
thing as to lie about Philip.
She realized that it would an
pear to be more than silly to
Olivia. And thinking of IL she WAS