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Thursday, May 9, 1940 INDIAN VALLEY RECORD L I B LID L THE STORY THUS PAR J Charming, wealthy Gabriella (Gay for short) Graham, engaged to Todd aneway returns to a cabin in the Maine woods accompanied by a friend, 'Kate Oliver. The idea of a stay at the cabin occurred to her when she received key to it following the death of her godfather, Uncle John Lawrence. The two ~rls notice that someone is living in the cabin. Kate suspects that Gay knows me identity of the mysterious occupant. The mystery man returns. He is John Houghton, a young doctor whom Gay had known in previous years. Immediately aggressive Gay asks him by what right he is in the cabin. His right, she finds, ls greater'than her own. He, too, possesses a key, but more than that, is heir to it from his Uncle John, Gay's godfather, Gay is high handed with him, and he States courteously that he will leave. Looking at him in the doorway, her old feelings return. She knows that he is more necessary to her than is Todd Jane- Way. the man she is to marry. Gay asks John to reconsider his decision to leave. The next morning brings a different feeling, and John decides to remain ~or his vacation--one more week. The night before Gay and Kate are to return Ome to New York John gets an urgent request to call at a nearby farm. Gay accompanies him while he cares for the patient. CHAPTER IV--Continued "Youshould have gone back," John said as he slipped in behind the Wheel. "They would have taken me or I could have stayed here all night. Do you realize that it's nearly three O'clock?" He released the brake and the car moved out into the road. "What do you suppose Kate is think- ing?" "The worst, probably." Gay moved closer to him in the narrow seat. "What is it. a boy or a girl?" "A boy." She was unconscious of having moved toward him, he thought. Wonderful to have her here very close to him. wearing his sweater, waiting for him to ride back to the cabin. Not real, of course, a Piece of a dream, a part of the strange intimacy of this night they had spent together. "I heard it." Her voice was hushed. "It sounded like a furious kitten. I'd like to have seen it. I've never seen one so--small." "They improve with age. He had close shave. It's the first one and there were complications. I'd have given my soul for hospital equip- rnent. That--" He broke off abrupt- ~ly, then added with brusqueness in- duced by embarrassment and the fear that his enthusiasm might bore her. "I shouldn't have let you in for this. I didn't know it was a baby. Why didn't you take the car back to the cabin hours ago?" "I wouldn't have missed it," she Said, still in that hushed and won- dering voice. "Nothing as real as this ever happened to me. I should think that doing what you did tonight Would make you feel like--God." "Good Lord!" he said, trying to Conceal the pride and pleasure her Comment gave him. "I didn't do anything she couldn't have done for herself. Made it a little easier, pos- sibly. There's too much sentimen- talizing over doctors," he concluded severely. "Oh, John, don'tI" she cried with soft vehemence. "Don't he ashamed of--enthusiasm." "I'm not actually," he admitted, moved by the sincerity of her voice. "Only you're always so controlled and--detached. You've made me feel that enthusiasm is--naive." "I knowl I hate it!" she cried. "We're all th,at way, my friends, I mean. We think it's smart to be bored and disillusioned. We avoid any display of emotion as we would void a plague. Even Todd and I--" She paused. The roadster dipped down into a hollow where fog moved before the head.llghts in wraith-like shapes. John felt his hands trembling on the Wheel. "Don't talk about it. You needn't, I mean. There's nothing you're obliged to explain." "But I want to," she said earnest- ly. "I could have gone away let- ting you think what you pleased of me but someone else is involved. This--yesterday morning when I pulled my act on the float I must have given you a very unfair im- Pression of Todd. I'm not being forced into this marriage." John gave a short laugh. "I could scarcely have that impression," be Said, "'None of the things you probably think are true," she went on. "We didn't merely drift into an engage- rnent. It wasn't propinquity or the fact that both families hoped and expected that we would marry. I suppose that would have put us off each other, if anything. We're nei- ther of us lambs which could be led to a sacrifice without, ~ood deal of bleating." Presently she continued. "I like Todd better than anyone I've ever known," she said, as though she were explaining the situation to her. self as well as to him, "We enjoy being together. We think the same things are amusing 5r sad or ex- citing." "I should think that would be an excellent foundation for marriage," John said as she paused. "But it isn't enough. It's all too-- What were the words you used?- controlled and detached. We hold things too lightly." Mounting pas. sign flamed in her voice. "Todd shouldn't have let me come here," she said, "Let you?" "Oh, I know." She gave a low rueful laugh. "He couldn't have pre- vented my coming. But if I'd cared enough for him I wouldn't have needed to come. If he'd cared enough for me he Would have tried to keep me there with him. If--" she broke off, and added: "I meant to correct the unfair impression of Todd I'd given you. I'm not doing a very good Job." He ignored that. "Why did you come, Gay?" he asked. "I've wanted to tell you." Her voice was quiet, now, very thought- ful, wholly sincere. "I've been afraid to try. It doesn't seem reasonable, even to me. I had no idea that you would be here." "I know that." John was uncon- scious of the fact that he had slack- ened the speed of the car. With his eyes still fixed on the road ahead, he waited for her to continue. "I'm not afraid now," she went on after an interval of silence. "To- night, while I was waiting for you, I thought of Uncle John." "Yes?" he said, bending toward her. "Do you suppose that when you are---dying," she asked simply, like a child puzzling over a mystery be- yond its comprehension, "that some especial wisdom is given to you?" Her phrasing of a thought he'd had, startled him with its similarity. He remained silent, his weariness gone, every nerve in his body sud- denly tense and alert. "I thought of that tonight," she went on without waiting for a reply to her question, "while you were bringing that baby into the world. When realities touch you, pride seems unimportant. I'm not afraid to tell you now. I wanted to come back to the cabin because I'd felt intensely here. I'd been both happy and unhappy and not ashamed of either, no hidden emotion beneath mockery for fear I'd be thought sen- timental and naive." "But you were so young then, Gay." John drew in at the side of the road and stopped the motor. "And have you--succeeded?" "I was disappointed the night Kate and I arrived. I realized how fool- ish I'd been. The cabin was as I remembered it, but I had no feeling about it until--" Her voice which had been com- posed trembled to a faltering stop. ~She glanced up at him and he saw, in the light from the dashboard, the tears on her lashes, the uncertain half-smile on her lips, the melted stars in her eyes. His arms went around her, drew her close. "Gay," he said. "Darling! I love you. It's a relief to say it. I'm not afraid either. Oh, Gay." She turned so that her cheek touched his. Her arm went up around his neck. "Johnl" she cried softly. "Oh, I was afraid it wouldn't happen. I was afraid I'd go away without hav- ing really been with you. Or that you would. We're both o stubborn and proud and ridiculous." She laughed, half sobbing. "John[" "I couldn't have gone while you were here," he whispered against her cheek. Her arm tightened. Her hand moved in gentleness from his tern. ple down along the thin line of his jaw. "I couldn't have either. It was always you. It was because you had been there that I had to come back. I loved you awfully that sum- mer and have always since. I thought Just being here-- But it wouldn't have been any good. The night Kate and I came---the cabin was just as I had remembered it. But I had no feeling about it until I found your sweater, this sweater, and knew it was you 'who was there." "That old sweater. It was new the summer you were here. You rememberedl" "I remembered everything, how you had your hair cut short so it wouldn't wave, your hands--I could have drawn them from memory-- your crooked smile that disapproves of me, the way you walk, all the things that make you--you." "Oh, Gayl You make me--I can't say--" His love for her, so long held in check, broke through the re- straints he had set. Logic and com- mon sense we~ lost in a rushing flood of tenderness, passion, relief. They k ad this time together, now, tonight The past was blotted out and th, future obscure. They were I M 0 MACRAK SMITH CO. WNU SERVICE together on the small secure island of the present. "I've wanted you so," he said in shaken phrases. "I've ached to hold you like this. CHAPTER V Kate roused, opened her eyes, blinked at the light coming in througl~ the window beside her bed. She had forgotten to draw the shade when she had retired, she thought. She had forgotten to undress, too, apparently, since she seemed to be fully clothed. That was a little care- less, to say the least. She stretched under the blankets, blinked again and remembered. Her eyes, wide awake now, flew to Gay's bed at the opposite end of the room. The counterpane was drawn smoothly over the pillows and Gay's white wool robe lay flung across it as it had lain since yester- day afternoon. Kate glanced at her watch. Nearly half-past seven. She threw back the blankets, sprang from the bed, stood listening. She glanced in the mirror above the low chest of drawers. Her face, colorless from anxiety and fatigue, glared back at her in the morning light. What a fright she lookedl Not that it mattered. She was glad she'd done what she had. She'd t "~mhl "You've made me feel that en- thusiasm is--naive." wondered, last night, how she would feel about that this morning. Gay would be furious. Let her. There were limits to patience and toler- ance and being a good sport. Last night, at least, she hadn't let her sympathies run away with her com- mon sense. How treacherous sympathies werel Kate, brushing her long sandy hair, felt hers stir beneath anxiety and exasperation as she thought of Gay and John. They were so obviously in love with each other, romanti- cally in love which was more dan- gerous than a mere physical attrac- tion. Not that he wasn't physically attractive. He had charm and good breeding, His characteristic gravi- ty, lit by flashes of humor, was ap- pealing. He was sensitive, but Gay couldn't dominate him, which, for her, must be unique and intriguing. In that quality, call it strength of character or stubbornness as you through the two east windows lay over them, a promise, a seal of ap- proval, a benediction. They were not aware of Kate standing in the doorway. Their faces bent over their separate tasks were absorbed and smiling. As she watched, their glances lifted and met. They broke into soft laughter though no word was exchanged. Leaning toward her, his lips brushed across her hair. " The light caress, significant of a new relationship, banished sympa- thy and sentiment. Kate stiffened. "Welll" she said crisply. "For two people who've been out all night--" "We didn't expect to be so long," Gay interrupted. "John had a baby. It took all night." "WhatI" Kate's hands grasped the sides of the doorway. "A Mrs. Whittaker had a baby," John said. "I merely assisted." Kate drew a steadying breath. "And what did you do?" she asked Gay. "I waited for John outside in the car." "I'm surprised you didn't--as- sist." "I wanted to. John wouldn't let me." Kate felt her lips twitching in spite of the very real dismay that weight- ed her spirits. "I'm glad he had that much sense," she said. "You couldn't have telephoned, I sup- pose." "There wasn't a 'phone." "I am sorry, Kate." John roused from the trance-like state so alarm. ing to Kate. "You must have been frantic. I tried to send Gay back. But you know how she is." "Just a spoiled brat." Gay glanced up at him, smiling. "The toast is burning," Kate said. "Heavens, yes[" Gay snatched the rack up from the stove. "Can't you keep your mind on your work?" John took the rack from her. Their hands touched, re- luctantl'y parted. Gay gave a laugh- ing cry. "Can't you? The bacon is burned to a crisp." "Good Lordl" The rueful smile widened into his engaging grin. "Will you cook this breakfast, Kate?" "I'll have to, I suppose," she said grumpily, "if I'm to have anything fit to eat." She took the skillet from John's unresisting hand and marched to the sink. "After you've had breakfast you'd better get some sleep. We can't start for New York today." A sudden hush fell upon the room. Kate could not see their faces. She was scraping burned bits of bacon from the skillet into the sink. "The Northfleld garage couldn't cope with the generator," she went on. "I left the car there and that boy with the teeth brought me back here last night. They kindly offered to take the car in to Machine to- day. That means, I suppose, that it won't be ready before night. I'll be glad to get back to civilization again where it doesn't take forever to get something done." She turned. "Where's the rest of the bacon or' have you--" (7'0 BE CONTINUED) Liquid Helium Is Puzzle To Scientific Observers Liquid helium If, one of the most peculiar substances ever observed please, lay, she supposed, his strong by scientists, acts as if it defies the attraction, laws of gravitation that apply to all What was that? Kate dropped her other substances. Entirely under brush on the top of the chest. They its own powers it can rise against were here. They were laughing to- the pull of gravity and flow into a i gether, somewhere, close at hand. !Her first reaction was a light-head- ed sense of relief. She opened the bedroom door into the main por- tlon of the cabin. i The sound of laughter reached her more clearly. She smelled bacon frying and toast and coffee. Relief sharpened into indignation. They were laughing, were they, having breakfast, while she worried. Kate's :back stiffened, As she walked through the living-room, she glanced at the telephone against the wail She was glad she had done it. she told herself, steeling her sympa- thies, resentfully forcing from her mind an unjustified feeling of guilt. But she wasn't so sure she was glad when she came to the doorway of the kitchen. Sympathy, for a sentimental moment, took prece- dence over indignation and anxiety. They had built a roaring fire in the wood range and were cooking break- fast together. Gay, wearing his sweater, too large for her, the sleeves rolled back to free her hands, was toasting bread. John, standing beside her, turned bacon in the skillet. Steam rose from the coffee-pot, curled in a wreath above their heads. Sunlight streaming in vessel at a greater height than its own solution. This phenomenon was described by Prof. H. Grayson Smith of the University of Toronto, at the Boston meeting of the American Chem- ical society. It was first ob- served at Oxford university. 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