The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-03-06

It had been like a door opening
unexpectedly on place lovelier
than she had ever dreamed of.
His voice: His way of speaking.
His way of looking at her. All so
different. ~.
It was pleasant to sit on the
hemlock needles. her arms clasped
around her knees, and watch the
river. Across the way the spires
of a village were visible. There
was a picture postcard prettiness
about the whole thing. faint
tangy scent of evergreen, a lulling
silence, not broken but made
more profound by the soft swish
of the, needed branches over
head. 1t was all that gave Lovely
a sense of peace andaclosed her
mind to the uncertainty of the
immediate future.
"Well!~~Did they leave you be-
hind? Or am l dreaming?
Lovely recognized the voice in
stantly.
81 came back" she said simply,
smiling up at Roger Cosgrave.
Game back?" Curiosity in his
voice as he dropped down beside
her. "How Gomez"
"Yes, you see it's like this. When
you have so many invitations you
can't decide which one to accept
and you're afraid of offending
those you turn down, you run
away to the country for a few
days! Just like that!" Her hands
moving in gay gesture.
81 see," from Cosgrave who was
regarding her with f1atering in
tentness. so Lady Luck smiles
on me."ik .5f
eff you'd call it that" the
brightness of her smile wearing
down a little. Lovely was tired.
She was beginning to know she
hadn't eaten breakfast. Yet some
thing about Roger Cosgrave gave
her a safe, secure feeling that
brought relaxation.
Bacon And Eggs
CHE looked down, sitting fra
- grant hemlock needles through
her fingers. His gaze was little
too searching. Not unkind or
critical. But too thorough. Lovely
was afraid he was reading things
in the little details of her. No
fresh grooming. Exactly the same
clothes. Evidence of WEAKNESS.
They talked a little. The estate
the woodland was part Of was his
fathers, had been his fathers be-
fore him. There'd always been a
Cosgrave there. And Haverstraw.
the spires of which were visible
across the river, was where Jim
Farley came from. The sound
of a bell. tolling came clearly
across the river as they listened.
This &tas really Oscawana-if you
could call it a town. And a little
way upthe river was quaint YER.
planck. an old fishing village,
where every spring thousands of
pounds Of shad were taken from
the water.
"I'd love to see it" dreamily
from Lovely.
"You shall. Don't ever say any
thing you don't mean to me be-
cause I'll take you up instantly
on it. But first / could do with
some bacon with eggs on the side.
And maybe a piece of toast with
guava jelly and as many cups of
coffee as the need of the moment
dictates. And you're going with
me-" arr
He was. on his feet, stretching
out his hands to her. Lovely
looked Up, trying to smile over
something perilously near tears.
How did you know / was
hungry" she asked.
We'll" both standing, his eyes
as he spoke just little above the
level of hers, II saw a look in
your eyes that made me think
you and / might agree some
times" IN
Thank something for that look
then if it means bacon and eggs"
There was no use pretending with
him. No use pretending ever with
any one, Lovely had decided long
ago. So
well go up to the house and
I'll get a car"
For the first time Lovely
paused. She looked down at her
Stacks. -.t.
Like this? Ican't. Not to your
house"
Roger considered a minute. II
might be better for her introduc-
ton TO the house to be little diff
ferent.
'Then wait around there on the
stone wall at the drive" he said.
Il won't be minute"
He was as good as his word.
The luxurious roadster was a far
cry from the gaudy. rafting
| jalopy Lovely had driven that
road in the night before. She sat
beside the tanned youth with his
| air of accustomed wealth in a sort
OF trance. Could il be real7
Roger turned south on the Al
bany Post Road. Lovely looked at
each stand they passed expectant-
ly and was a little startled when
he swung the car into the drive
| OF Tumble Inn, gracious old stone
| pile rambling comfortably along
a crag above the Hudson.
mot place like this IN these
| old pantste she protested.
MY dear. you look 81 70 be
presented TO Queen Elizabeth"
They were shown. and quite
tremendously, TO a table on the
glass enclosed piazza and no
glances az Lovely's slacksl They
| had a sweeping view OF the Hud-
son and fresh flowers Ia low
vase were brought 10 their table
Roger sitting opposite, watch
ing Lovely, thought: She's lovely.