Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1940-09-04
CHAPTER III.

Liz was making coffee for Carl in
the private dining room when Brick
burst in upon them. She had almost
forgotten what a superior type he
was-one of those clipped, blondish
young men whose excellent taste IN
good, conservative clothes COM
plemented his manner of having the
world in hand. But there was some
thing about him which she had not
seen before-a slight deepening OF
the worry lines about his alert eyes.
He crushed her in his arms with
"Glad to see me, dear?"
"Oh, terribly, Carl" she replied,
more to assure herself than him.
at has been six months-long ones,
too, out here
Liz brought in cream and sugar
and glazed doughnuts, and without
looking at her daughter she said,
Brick will take care of you now,
Carl. I have to make box lunches
for a group that is riding over to
Cinnamon Buttes. I'll be seeing
you later, and remember that
Chuckomovi is yours"
With that she left them and Carl
asked, Must Liz do things like
that?"
"She loves it. Try and keep her
from it," Brick felt no need to
tell him that Liz had suddenly de-
cided to put the family to work this
season and therefore had not hired
the regular quota Of help. Il was
surprised to get your wire. You
always argued that the West was
for dudes and Indians"
"And not for you, sweet"
at expected you yesterday"
Certain important things kept
me in New York so I decided to
fly. That also gave me time to
run into the Tabor Cove district to
look at a house a contractor friend
of mine is building to SELL
you aren't thinking of buying a
house?" she asked with sudden
dread.
why not? Apartments aren't
for people like U.s."
Brick Is Alarmed.
Brick frowned, heeting express
sion of alarm. She was engaged to
Carl Jamison but she had not be-
gun to think of it as reaching the
HOUSEKEEPING stage. When a man
started talking that-she changed
the subject with enthusiasm. Il
have loads planned for us while
you are here. How long do you
think you can stay at Chuckomovi?"
"Two-maybe three days. That
should give us time for everything.
After all what is there to do around
a place like this that can't be done
In two days?"
She moved away from him little,
beyond the reach of his hands but
not his eyes, that regarded her
alertly over his cup of coffee. She
said brightly, very innocently, 1.-TWO
or three days won't begin what I'm
planning. Day after tomorrow al
most every one here will be packing
into Chiricahua to see the Indian
snake dances"
There was a sudden tightening
of his mouth you know I haven't
1OT 0dllCCS, oCdl
Bill broke an awkward moment
by poking his red head in the door
followed by his stiff, self-concious
entrance. "Oh-excuse me. Hello,
Carl. I heard you were here
"Oh, hello. Bill. You have GER
tainly grown since I saw you a
year ago"
Bill polished his hand on the leg
OF his Lewis, but Carl didn't offer to
shake hands. yeah, things do grow
out here in Arizona. It's the climate,
I'm told" He turned to Brick II
just wanted to tell you that Steve
is taking a bunch over to Pinon
Canyon before lunch. Wanna 90
along?"
Brick glanced at Carl and said,
"No-I think not, Bill" although
she had not been in Pinon Canyon
this year and it was one Of the
shorter rides she seldom missed.
Carts Decision Crisp.
Carl broke in with, "Of course,
we'll go. How far is it? Will we
be back in time for the IL o'clock
market quotations?" His voice was
crisp with decision,