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He has disapproved of his father's wedding and is not on speaking terms with the couple. Declining to stay at Mrs. Rose's. Gibbs drives Ellen to the station. They miss the train and Gibb? undertakes to drive the girl to Port Washington. Their auto i» wrecked. Kllen Is hurt, but it Is not thought to be serious, and she and Gibbs part He has been attracted by the girl, and she by him. Ellen's injury proves to be Fpvere, and for months she is an Invalid. Recovered, she is taking part in the town's Memorial day festivities when Gibbs Josse- Ivn. on a yachting trip with a friend, George Lathrop. meets her again. The feeling of mutual attraction has strengthened since they parted. They leave Port Washington man and wife. Nearly seven years later Gibbs and Kllen Josselyn. with their son Tommy, come back from France to New York. They aro welcomed by Josselyn, Senior, and his beautiful wife. IJ'lllan." the old Ill-feeling forgotten. Gibbs and Ellen make their home with the elder Josselyns. at Wheatley Hills. Just outside New York. Gibbs Idles, ostensibly looking for a studio In which to resume his portrait painting. CHAPTER VI--Continued riet appearing at that moment, he held Ellen's blue coat for her, and watched her button It over her plain pongee gown. An hour later, when they were coming home, he asked Harriet aboat her. "You've taken a fancy to young Mrs. Josselyn, baby, haven't you?" "Kllen? I love her!" Harriet responded enthusiastically. "Don't you think she's pretty, daddy. In her dear little way? Don't you think she has lovely blue eyes? I thftik she's a thousand times prettier than Lillian--" "Come now!" her father smiled. "Oh, daddy, 1 do! At least I think she's a million times sweeter than Lillian--" • "Ah, well, that's a different thing, baby," he conceded with a sigh. But Harriet did. not hear him. "She doesn't seem to know how 9weet she Is, daddy.. Now. think of her coming over here twice a week to spend the day with Mrs. Baldwin. Today. she was roaming along the waterfront, talking with' all those old men as happily as if she never had seen-- well, seen things any different or lived any other life! She's Just like a little girl. Mrs. Baldwin will say to her: 'Put on that apron, Ellen,' and she obeys as If she was eight years old." "Then you'd be ashamed of the Latiniers. if you were any relation to them, hnby?" her father asked, with a sidewise grin. She laughed, flushed, and squeezed his. arm In great felicity. "Daddy, you're horrible!" she told !vim. And she added demurely-: "You like Joe. don't you?" "Who spoke of Joe?" her father asked innocently. "Joe who?" But Harriet would not permit this duplicity She told him vivaciously that Joe • as to come down to luncheon on Sunday, and they were to try the tennis, If there was no Intervening rain. To both father and daughter the lingering twilight of the season's first warm da^ was memorably sweet as they motored home. There were lilacs and fruit-blossoms in the village, doors were open, bareheaded women chatted Of Course Gibbs It Looking for • Studio in Town!" She Said Uncomfortably. Gibbs did not attempt to repeat this little conversation to his wife. To do m would be to give It an undeserved Importance. He told himself that there was really nothing to repeat, and yet he thought of It a hundred times daring the next few days. That night at dinner he had twice looked across the dinner table straight Into Lillian's eyes, each time experiencing that faint, pleasant shock In his heart. He began to think of her, to wonder what thoughts her silences covered, to notice her silk-clad ankle or her white, ringed hand. CadeDces la ber voice began to linger with him, •be made life more-interesting for him In an innocent, undefined sort of way. Living in the same house with her. and In a house that incidentally furnished so exquisite a setting for any friendship, began to seem like a scene tn a play. She was always playing some part; It amused him to play an answering part of his own. He had never deceived Ellen. He was merely playing a vague little game that she would not have appreciated at its Innocent worth, and that might stop at any moment, leaving no one the worse. Ellen had her own reserves,: too, a tiny secret from Gibbs that worried ker to an extent that she knew herself was entirely disproportionate. George Lathrop had taken the liberty of an old friend, and had advised her not to make her fagher-in-iaw's bouse her permanent home. He had done It kindly, In the most brotherly manner, and without making it particularly emphatic, yet his earnestness had made Ellen vaguely nneasy, and she had not been quite happy since. George had spoken on a certain beautiful May evening, when BUen and Tommy, who had spent the day with her family in Port Washington. had come down to Sands Point late In the afternoon to see Harriet Reaching home a little earlier than usual, George came upon them at tea. Tommy was riding about the garden on a golf stick, Ellen and Harriet were oo the |>©rch. "Go telephone Lillian that I'm going te drive Ellen and Tommy home," Uaorge said to his daughter, "and put •a a coat, baby, and come, too!" "Oh, now that's a lot of trouble!" Ellen protested. But the man, sipping his tea indifferently, merely smiled. and Harriet delightedly ran off to •bey him. "You're going to be with thl Josselyns all summer?" he asked, after a silence. "1 suppose so." Ellen answered. "Gibbs' father Idolizes Tommy. They're wonderfully kind about wanting us, asid they won't let us mention any otliar arrangement." **I think yon make a mistake," Qeorge said flatly. Ellen, who had been living In an atmosphere of hon eyed sweetness of late, looked at him la qnick and sensitive^ surprise. "Of course Gibbs is looking for a Jjlndlo In town!" she said uncomfort- "1® It--Is It that you don't think H Is right for Gibbs to let his father-- ^ell, support him?" she asked bravely "That sounds like Joe's sister, ; *eerge said, smiling. "N0, it's not ^ #»at. Tom Josselyn has more money than be can spend, and be hasn't done :«iuch for Gibbs, so far. No, It's not that. But--but I don't believe It's the ^applest arrangement for any of you. /.. iJUlan, now--she's not a normal worn- \ an. She has her quarrels--her fan- . fles--" "I knew you don't like Lillian." Ellen answered, smiling ID her turn. "But jihe and I get along beautifully. We're not a bit alike, you know "1 should say you are not I" George Interrupted. But I shouldn't advise It" And Har-1 In their first days-In America they over garden gates. All the country sounds were set free again, voices and the barring of dogs, and the honk of motor tiorns. A hundred little boats rode the satiny waters of Mannasset bay; old Captain Latimer, sauntering home, lifted his disreputable old bat tp Joe's friends from the Point. "I never was glad L.at I'm going to be rich before," Harriet said softly after awhile. "It didn't make me happier at school, and It never has seethed to count very much since. But Joe's so ambitious, that I'm glad now--for Joe. He can travel, and after awhile he can write I >oks. as he longs to do." Her father glanced at her. She was had gone to their room to talk tlrel^ ssly^-H^e children, to compare notes and exchange confidences. But they did this no longer. Gibbs was usually tired of talking on the brief occasions when he and his wife were alone. He talked at breakfast, talked while running into town In the car, met his old friends at noon and talked, came back to Wheatley Hills to be swept Into the unending talk at the club, talked at dinner, and talked far into flie night He would greet Ellen carelessly, and dress In silence. His life was full to the brim without her, all these lives were packed full without any particular reference to the claims of husbands and wivfes. Gibbs thought he was having a glorious time, he was excited, flattered, carried away by popularity. The men welcomed 'new blood, another rival on the tlnks, another hand ut cards, another eligible dinner guest, dancer, and raconteur. The women \fere all captivated by his unusual appearance, his ea'sy French, his art, and his ambition. They fjflpnd In his Indifference a supreme cprrm. He did not play their game any more readily than his odd but nice little wife did, but while no man ever dreamed of taking the slightest liberty with domestic, serious, pretty little Airs. Josselyn. half a dozen women at least would have been glad to be able to speak of Gibbs as a "suitor." Lillian lazily called Ellen's attention to It: to the petticoats that always fluttered across Gibbs' path at the club, to the intimate conversations for which traps were eternally laid beneath his wife's very eyes, and Ellen was filled with a sort of sick anger and terror. Anger because she did not want to flght for what was by all rights her own. and terror because sometimes she was smitten with the thought that she had nothing with which to hold him, should he try to go. She could not be her old self In this environment. Slie no longer felt like the busy little wife and mother who had so gaily climbed up and down the heights of Mont Saint ptlenne. Tommy toddling beside her, Gibbs rushing to the landing to meet her, or to bid her farewell. Surely this was not the same Ellen who went Into Yvonne's kitchen and mixed "cornhread Americalne" to the amusement and admiration of the sturdy Lilloise? Had she, only a year »r two ago, been able to call cheerfully o Gibbs through a Brlttalny twilight hat he must undress Tommy at once, he bath was waiting, and was It the ^nrae Gibbs who had obediently come across high grass under gnarled apple trees to present her with a warm, nude, dusty Tommy to bathe? Ah. and there were other times to remember: a night In a French hospital, and Gibbs' shining head against her arm on an Immaculate counterpane, and the tiny cry that was so soon to be stilled echoing 'through the gas-lighted, hot room. But at this memory the thick tears would blind Ellen's eyes. She had mourned her baby, her delicate, wistful little ftose, but she looked back at that sorrow now as something sacred, something precious, something that had bound Gibbs and herself together more strongly than Joy. She would go into the nursery at Vllllno dell* Orto" and begin to busy herself about Tommy's little person. Was he going to bed? Let mother undress him. She would fall Into a deep musing over the little buttons and straps. "I can undress myself, moth'!" Tommy would protest, wriggling. She would catch the warm, hard little face to hers In a hunger of love. Perhaps the child would glance at her In sjir prise. . Are yon cryinf, toother? What for?" "Indeed, 1 don't know, Tom F Their first real estrangement came tills summer. Not that Ellen and Gibbs, as normal young persons, had not quarreled before. There had been occasions, in the very early days, when a fancied coldness tn his tone, or a letter that Ellen must write to Joe In the looking straight ahead. Into the feath- hour Gibbs wanted to read to her, had ery green tunnel that was the road; caused them acute wretchedness for her plain, intelligent little f&ce was hours, or minutes that seemed like Jighted with the great light of youth hours. And then there had been the and love. He did not answer her. He day he whipped Tommy, after, as Ellen thought of the nursery into which he put it, deliberately goading a baby had reverently stepped, nearly twenty of less than four years Into such years ago, to look at his daughter, state of excitement that he didn't know And his heart was wrung with an ex- whether he was telling the truth or quislte emotion that was partly Joy not. and partly pain. * But this was different. Gibbs had • • • • " • taken a dislike to Joe and he and Days went by, and were weeks. It Ellen could hardly mention Joe without was June, and still the younge. Josse- feeling. Gibbs told Ellen Impatiently lyns were domiciled at "Vllllno dell' that Joe was all right, he might be a Orto," where all the roses were In decent enough fellow and all that, but flower now, ard the lawns as green that he, Gibbs, did not like to have Joe as Jade. Still Gibbs was desultorily choked down his throat all the time, hunting for the rlrht studio, interrupt- Josselyn. Senior, was Inclined to be lng this enterprise whenever golf kept hospitable to Ellen's brotner, to bring him In Wheatley Hills for the day, or I him home to Sunday lunch, or to keep find Gibbs flung across the bed In one <>f the heavy naps with which be sometimes recruited his forces for the evening's demands, tie rolled over when she came In, and lay there blinking and staring between yawns at the ceiling. "Time Is It?" he asked presently, and when she toIJ him he added: "D--n a seven o'clock dinner anyway 1 My head feels rotten!" "You smoke too much!" BUen suggested dispassionately. He l^lmself >.ud often admitted It and also admitted that he could not drink as steadily as the other men. But he scowled at this reminder. The truth was that late hours, rich food, hot weather,, alcoholic stimulants, and the unnatural life they were leading were bad for them both, and any pretext would serve In these days for a quarrel. "Where's Tom?" Gibbs now asked. Ellen knew that he knew, and that he had deliberately selected a question that would Imply a criticism of her management "Joe's coming over to dinner, Gibbs, with the Lathrops. Ami he isn't to dress, yon know, for they've been out in the boat all afternoon. So I said not to bother to get Tommy home before seven, he can have a simple dinner and pop into bed as soon as he gets here." Gibbs was now sitting on the edge of the bed with his silver hair In a mop over his flushed face, and his head in his hands. "I must say 1 don't approve of this constant upsetting of Tom's routine!" he observed. Ellen, now at her dressing table, with the stiff lines of a silk robe Calling about her, flushed in her turn. "Last night you kept him up nntll quarter of eight," she answered lightly. She scored here, for Lillian had had friends for a later dinner the day before and had captured Tommy, and made him bring down his violin. The child had been reluctant to play the simple little airs he knew, and Gibbs' paternal authority had been needed, and the threat of a whipping. Ellen had been excruciatingly uncomfortable during this scene, and had presently escaped with Tommy upstairs, almost as near tears as the child was. "You simply said that to be nasty," Gibbs remarked with some heat. "Yon know the child Is out too late, yon know that no sensible mother would allow a child of stx to go off In a yacht, and yet yon deliberately permit--" "There was nothing deliberate about It, Gibbs! Tommy and I went over to see Aunt Elsie this morning. In the small car. And Joe was home, and asked to keep him. You know perfectly well--" "I know perfectly well that any crazy thing that Joe-proposes appeals to yon! Anything to show me ! ow absolutely Indifferent you are to my wishes!" . "Gibbs, don't talk like that!" she said, in a changed tone, a tone more distressed than angry. Ordinarily, the faint Indication of a desire to conciliate would have softened Gibbs, but he was still In the prickly discomfort of awakening after a daytime sleep, and he answered bltlngly: "Oh, oon't let anything I ray count! I'm not Joe, of course!" And as Ellen waB silent, with hurt tears In her eyes, he added grumblingly: "If George Lathrop wants Joe for a son-ln-.nw, just because his daughter has set her heart on him. and If you want to see your brother every day, and three times a day--well and good-I All I say is: I'm done!" "It's Lillian that has set yon agaftist Joe!" Ellen burst out angrily.. "I know the way she talks about him, In that pleasant, arnused voice of hers! 8he's made you think he was countryfied and stupid and slow Just because he's never fallen In love woth her--" "That's enough!" Gibbs said. In a stern voice. Ellen, even as she spoke, had had a feeling thai It was more than- enough. She stopped speaking, ashamed and sulky, and went on with her holrdresslng. There was a silehce in the room for perhaps two minutes, and then Gibbs added with cold disapproval: "After all Lillian has done for you--treating yon absolutely like a sister--!" Then again there was a pause, broken this time By the entry of Joe and Tommy from the nursery through the bathroom. ^ Tommy had had supper on the yacht, It appeared. He was theoretically anxious to be allowed to stay up, actually his tired, sunburned little lids were falling over his eyes. Ellen welcomed her little brother almost as warmly as she did her son. She put her arms about Joe's neck, and the silk sleeves slipped up to the shoal ders. She knew Gibbs particularly resented Joe's manner of coming and going Informally to and from their rooms, but she could not be unkind to Joe to please Gibbs. "If you don't mind, Joe;--Ellen and I are dressing," Gibbs punished her by saying icily. Joe, instantly apologetic, withdrew. The Josselyns did not speak to each other for the remalndei of the period of dressing, nor, except when It was unavoidable, for several days. GirT* Presence of Mind Saves Her Life Council Bluffs, Iowa. -- With the heel of her shoe caught In a railroad frog, Miss Mary Hyde i of this city did not faint at the X approach of a train, but quickly • unlacing her shoe, she pulled *t her foot out Just in time -to save her life. The engine pilot hit % her as it shot past, injuring ber J severely. / yi-ONARCfcr- V DUTCH PROCESS COCOA STEAL TO ADORN MOTHER'S GRAVE _____ Little Girls Tell Their Story to Detectives* • Akron, Ohio.--Two little Akron glrta who admit they broke into a neighbor's. apartment on Wooster avenue and stole a few bars of scented soap, a wrist watch and a few trinkets which they expected to sell to buy flowers for their mother's grave, are home with their father tonight with a feeling that Akron detectives aren't a bad lot, after all. The girls, twelve and thirteen, felt the sting of conscience after their misdeed recently and told their father what they had done. He instructed theui to return the stolen articles and to apologize to the woman from whom they were taken. The woman, however, felt that the ^ girls should be turned over to the police. So after she had heard their story, she held them until city detectives arrived and took them to Detective Chief Harry Welch's office. The detectives gave the girls some change with which to purchase the (lowers for the barren grave in Glenrlule cemetery and sent the little girls home after they had promised never again to help themselves to things that do not belong to thenfr,. ^* SS35 Save mQney~Start today Here Is a way to save hall on cocoa. When you want Dutch Process, ask for Monarch equal to the beet imported brands, yet costing half .as much. Order Farm Mouse when you want American Process -- equal in quality to other brands costing double. Start saving cocoa money today. Grocers: This will interest you Monarch coffee, catsup, sweet pickle®, condiments, fruits, vegetables and all products oi our kitchens are sold only by Regular Retail Grocer# who own and operate their own stores. We Neoer Sell to Chain Store*. ft REID, MURDOCH & CO. ^ ,, L -A .A v*. Manufccturem andt iIum port*** " ; ' * !U? r'hiWsr* Boa ton PltMbargli K#w" Qual AMERICAN PROCESS COCOA Any young man knows It is more I An epicure ts a person who doesnt satisfactory to get a smile from a girl enjoy eating the kind of food that than to get the laugh. ] agrees with him. „ Magic Is Too Creepy; Voodoo Doctor Arrested Detroit.--Weird echoes of sultry African nighta, guttural incantations. 3lnck magic, mystery, all the dark superstitions of the darkest of the continents-- these were found Thursday jy Detective William Beck and Polleetvomen Beulah Tyrrell and Grace Hagmerman In the apartment of Ahasl (nyang, self-styled African voodoo «loc- :or, at 064 Montcalm street east. Miss Tyrrell went to The exponent >f voodooism to have her fortune told. Hie doctor produced birds' eggs, bright feathers, bits of chalk and spread them jefore him. He kneeled before them, fluttering, swaying backward and forward, chanting in some strange tongue. Then Jie took out a box, filled with jeans--beans of power, he called them, (le chewed the beans, slowly and conemplatlvely, and then pronounced his llctum: The dark winds moan in the treetops. Evil spirits dance about a fire of hate. Their songs reach to the ruel moon--woe, woe, woe. There is pain, there is torture. Terror waits n the blackness. The silent Jungle suffers. Hard and vicious leer the tars." And so on, following which Mr. Beck, who had been waiting outside, stepped In and placed the "doctor" under arrest as a fake fortune-teller. Police say he has been advertising on the screens of East side movie shows. They seised a number of cards, bearing this inscription: "Abasi Inyang, native of Africa, master of science, magician and actor. I can give you any kind of Information you desire. If your luck is run down and you feel despondent, see me. 1 can tell you what to do. I guarantee my work." when his father planned a two or three days' trip for them all In the car. Outwardly, the life they lived was ideal, ^e lovely house was at its him for dinner after the Saturday tennis. George Lathrop was often at "Vllllno dell' Orto." and Harriet $nd Joe naturally drifted together. But prettiest now, and Lillian gave lunch- Lillian, Ellen divined at once, did not eon and dinner parties three or four like Joe; Joe had absolutely nothing times a week. She and Ellen r.otored to contribute to Lillian's life, and Ellen to tea at the club, and brought the | suspected that Lillian, In her languid men home after their golf, or departed 1 and indirect manner, had Influenced In great harmony for lunch or card Gibbs without his knowing It. parties. In the car. Ellen had some I One hot evening late In June Ellen dainty new summer gowns, a rough went upstairs tired and exasperated crash with dark blue stripes, a hand- after a wasted day. She had motored kerchief linen exquisitely frail and to Huntington with Lillian for a lunchsimple. a rose-cheeked French gingham In which even Lillian and her friends seemed interested. But she was not happy. She did not want all these new luxuries and all these new friends; she wanted Gibbs, and she realized that th4y were dally growing further and further apart. He did not need her now; they had less Well, yon know best. 1 and less to plan, to discuss, to decide. eon and bridge party, and had been talking and eating and laughing all day. Now her skin felt dry and hot, her head ached, and she was experiencing the exhaustion of a suddenly lessened tension. She had stopped at the nursery to find Lizzie alone and sulky Mr. Latimer had not yet brought Tom my back'm. Yes'm, It was quarter past six. Ellen went « to her ow* room to The rift between the youngor Josselyns has been opened and Is widening. Will It come to an open break? 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