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THE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, .-.IDAY, DECEMBER 10, The story thus far: Barbara Bush Atherton and . her sister Amy live with their father, Prof. Atherton, in a mo-_ dest little alow in Cotton. wood, Cal. coln 'Mackenzie, the richest boy in town and one of the nicest, is interested in Barbara, but she, much to Amy's disgust, shows a preference for Barry du Spain, poet and dream- er. Marianne Scott, pretty and sophisticated, comes to Cotton- wood to visit her cousin, Inez Wilson, Link's wealth attracts her and she uses her wiles to bring him to her feet. Almost against his will he falls in. with her. And at the. thi of Marirnne Scott becoming rs. Lincoln Mackenzie Barbara herself tably dis On. an impulse Barry and Bar- bara marry and go to his old ranch to live. Resolutely Barbara adapts herself to the varying ds of her Pp tal hus- band and is rewarded w his ar- dent love. One day Marianne and Link visit the Du Spains and their gag t, but Link does not seem very happy. INSTALMENT 14 Barbara's joyous enthusiasm filled the awkward little space. She jump- ed from her seat and went around the table to Marianne and kissed her, and Barry shook Link's hand, a broad grin on his face. : "Of course, I suspected!" exclaim- ed Barbara. "Every one does, But it is fun really to know." And presently, in a pause in the general babel she could ask: ; "But tell us your plans, When is the wedding to be?" "September," Link said promptly. Barbara looked her surprise. "September? Isn't that a long way off?" "Well, we might as well tell them the whole story, mightn't we, Link?" Marianne said then, impulsively, And, putting her two slender elbows on the table and glancing from one expec- tant face to the other, she began: "You see, I did a very naughty thing when I first came to Cottonwood last year," she confessed. "I was really --Mrs. Scott, but I was so depressed and discouraged and. down-and-out generally that I thought that it would be simpler just for a little while to be Miss, I wanted to be quiet! I wanted to be let alone!" Barbara, astonished, glanced at Link, who was smiling indulgently at Marianne, She could not remember any noticeable depression or any ob- vious desire for obscurity and quiet on Marianne's part upon her arrival in Cottonwood. She remembered flirting and dancing, and the Casino, and the instant revival of a long- dead gayety and hospitality, not only * in the Wilson house but in the whole neighborhood. A curious little change of feeling began to shake some of the oldest and most solid foundations in her heart. The Wil- sons -- the Mackenzies -- the great people at Cottonwood jolted, twisted, W.A. HARE OPTOMETRIST 8 KING -~IREET WEST Hun eas of pec .le wear with utmost comfort Hurc's Fa '!. Lenses refitted themselves into her scheme. They were just-persons, men and '| women, after all. And Link Macken- zie's girl, the girl who would be the social leader of the town some day, was something--just a hint--less than she had seemed. "I left my husband just a year ago," continued Marianne simply. "I've told Link all about it--I've told Link that no Yeli-rspecting woman could possibly have lived with Royal Scott. For three years--the best years of 'my life--I did my best. It was a silly marriage to begin with, and my own family was dead against it, but he had money and he was a reat sport, and he dazzled me--little ool that I was! We lived in an apartment for a while, and then in a hotel, and then he got running around with other women, and I jyst couldn't stand it. Cry? I almost cried my eyes out--I was heartbrok- en. So finally I went home to my mother, and she suggested that I come out here and visit Inez and Aunt Madge." "You divorced him?" Barbara ask- ed in the pause. She had glanced at Link's fine, sunburned, ugly, yet oddly likable and impressive face. But Link, flushed and with an ex- ression just.a little uncomfortable in is eyes, had fixed his gaze steadily upon Marianne. One of his big hands he had laid on herg, on the table. "No, I couldn't, there, Royal," Ma- rianne explained scornfully, "was al- ways very careful to give me no rounds for that. No, I just left im and came west. Where he is, or what he's doing, I haven't the faint- est idea, Nor do I care! I filed my suit in San Francisco, and I get my decree on the 1st of next September." "So that she's had a pretty rotten time of it," Link added, his look de- manding their sympathy, . "Awful!" Marianne said, with a shudder, "What women have to go through!" she added, shaking her head. "But anyway, that's the story. That's why we have to wait until September," she said, warming; "that's why Link's father has threat- ened to throw him out of the busi- ness and out of the house--" Her voice rose impatiently. "Now, now, now; what do we care?" Link soothed her. "Well, I do care, Link!" she an- swered agitatedly, "I do carel think he's a mean old devil, and I don't care who knows it! You built up that business; you are the real brains of the firm; you put your whole life into it, and he has no right to leave everything to your sisters--no father has any such right." "Oh, come-come-come}" Link tested, uncomfortable that Barbara and Barry should see her so excited, And Barbara perceived that they had been over this ground many times be- fore. "He'll forgive us some day, and all this will be forgotten." "He won't forgive me!" Marianne persisted viciously, and to Barbara's surprise she saw that the older girl was actually in angry tears. "For I'll never speak to him again, the old tightwad." Honestly, shocked, Barbara glanced quickly at Link, But Link was in- dulgently, if somewhat uneasily, smil- ing. His feeling for Marianne, Bar- bara realized, had affected: his vision of anything Marianne might say or 0, "Isn't she a spitfire?" he asked, i We Repair Aayibing Bought in a Jewelry Store BASSETTS JEWELLERS On Oshawa's "ain Corner w-- LOANS ON AUTOMOBILES and TRUCKS ALL MAKES Quickest Service and Lowest Rates Avail- able. Solve your ready cash problem. Greer & Humphreys 24", Simcoe St. N. Phone 3160 Open Evenings Felt Bros. 7 he LEADING JEWELER Zstab ished 1886 12 Simcoe St. South " For bettervalues in | DIAMONDS Bums' Jewelry Store Corner King and Prince. Case or Terms 1927 Chev Sedan HUDSON ESSEX DISTRIBU IOR: » Prince 5. Ushawa hope 11th. ing. And, patting her hand and speaking as if to a furious child, he said to Marianne; "Ah, don't get worked up; you know you don't mean that!" : Marianne looked at him, cooling visitly and beginning to pout. "Well, it's only because' he's so mean to you, honey boy," she re- inded him, softening "Some champion, isn't she?" Link tasked, looking at Barbara. "No, but he's the most wonderful boy in the world, and his little girl is crazy 'bout him, Marianne went on, supposedly. to the others, but really only to Link, who looked foolish, pleased and self-conscious at the same time. "And that--" said Barbara to Bar- ry when id the mellow twilight they were alone again and were attack- ing the accumulated dishes and. du- ties attendant upon a lazy, hospitable day--"that beats any. mushy-gushy honeymoon talk you and I ever at- tempted! That 'honey boy' stuff! Every time she said it I simply broke out in gooseflesh." "I can't see why you criticize her-- she seemed to me simple and nice and affectionate today, Barry reproached her, stiffly and loftily. Barbara changed her attack. "You can see i j. Mackenzie wild," she said. "In the first place, he belong: tion that loathes divorce, place you can imagine re'll be when the town thing." decent to your father, and put my- self out to give him a mice visit." " reasoned Barbara went over to him and perched on the arm of his chair and Deison alive. You were an angel to- ay. Barry's sulky face brightened and he tightened a big aim about her waist and iF down her cheek for Viole, ise » "Barberry there's nobody like Jou in the world, You're won- derful. I was so proud of you today, and the lunch, and the place, I'll bet it xaocked their eyes out. You looked prettier, sitting there with your red hair and your blue apron." There was a long interval of this. Then Barbara could resume: "Don't you think it was a rather rotten thing for any woman to do, come into-a community and call her- self 'Miss,' when she really was mar- ried?" ' : "Rotten. But then she is rotten," Bary said" frankly. "Oh, do you think so?" Barbara was pleasantly surprised, "Certainly she is. It would takean innocent boob like Link Mackenzie not to see it," Barry said scornfully, in his gman-of-the-world tone. "She'll lead him a dance before she's through with him, believe me." "Barry, don't you think they'll: be happy?" "Happy?" With that near Cleo- patra reddening her lips while they are being married and vamping the clergyman at the same time. Barbara's delicious wild laugh rang out and she leaned in a very gale of mirth upon the broom with which she was brushing the wide flags of the patio. : "Kind of pitiful, his breaking with his father, Barberry," Barry com- mented, "Terrible, really. It's awful, to me, to see Link Mackenzie, who was al- ways so cool and cheerful, excited and thin and so queer and quiet." Barbara commented, "He seems a changed person. Why, Link Macken- zie would have shot any one who called his father a tightwad a few years ago. He just seems mesmerized by her. He doesn't seem so terribly happ , to me." : : "If old Maj. Tom really kicks him out," Bar. reflected, jamming the patio door on the swollen earth, and freeing it, and jamming it shut again "they'll be worse off than we are. "Well, really, they will" And Barbara, finishing her sweep- ing in the dusk, had an oddly satis- fied fcoling, only half realized and not at all understood. Life was evening . the scores, after all. She, Barry's wife, was responsible, bur- dened, and puzzled enough, some- times, in' the new duties that the new state demanded. But she was far. ther along the road than Link, some- how; she felt nearer Link than she ever had felt in her life before, bet- ter able to understand him. He and Marianne had actually en- vied her and Barry today; envied them their youth and freedom to marry, their isolation from criticiz- ing eyes, their love and laughter, Barry's genius and the beginning of success, Barbara's capability and the comfort and picturesqueness of their gipsy home, Marianne Scott a divorced woman, Not even that, yet; she was a wo- man who would attract another man even hile tied to her husband. When Cottonwood knew that, a tit- bit of gossip affecting the most pro- minent families in town, there would be talking. "Barry, was there ever anything sweeter in this life than .a spring suaset? These are the days to live for, this makes all the long waiting through winter worth while." "I don't see where you get your energy, my good woman, I ache from head to foot." "That's just spring fever, that yawny, stretchy feeling, Look at our patio, isn't it beautiful, all swept and nice again? Barry, let's walk down to Abalone rock and get "the last of this particular day." "Well, wait, I've got a poem for you, I must have written it days ago, but I found it in my jacket pocket today." They walked past the blossoming plum tree, down a sunken lane, and came out on the cliff, opposite Aba: lone rock, The bigness and blackness of it stood up boldly against the 'sunset, the seas volleyed and charged and surged «against ir, brimmed solemnly and evenly over the filled pools in the rocks, and withdrew, ike a sweeping of satiny skirts, back to the measureless, restless levels of the dim wide ocean again. ; "Remember you walked .ver to | Tomas' ho .se last week and left me a note?" Barry, ready to read his poem, was demanding eagerly. "The day it poured so." "Yes. Well, this is what I wrote." 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