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a ll” —she tried to sound reasonable " I t matters not now s tra it the gate.
How charged w ith punishments
and detached—“ birds do come down
the scroll,
sometimes, don’t they, and build
I am the master of m y fate:
nests and—”
I am the captain of m y souL"
He shrugged his lean shoulders.
His mouth looked beaten, baffled.
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“ Like hoop-skirts or bustles and
"Everything blocking the way, I
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have conquered. Now this conquers bangs. People don’t read—”
“ That I like,” Gunnar inte rru p t­
me. I know it. Never can I lose
CHAPTER IX—Continued
“ Where is Gunnar?" Sarah Lynn I frowned in grave anger. “ It is not you. I f I fly across the ocean, still ed. “ Captain of m y soul. I t is
-—10—
demanded.
I m y wish, m y plan. Freedom I like. you are there. My life breaks in good.”
"Sarah Lynn—” Gunnar said her
“ Yes. But the thing I ’m thinking
Old Pete from the airport was But—” he looked young, bewildered, pieces. What now can I do?”
name queerly in a choked voice, and swearing softly and happily, paying aghast, and on his pale face were
Sarah Lynn thought wistfully of of is the 'stra it gate,’ Gunnar. That
kissed her, a fierce kiss, deep and her high praise with picturesque scarlet flecks from the s till bleed­ one thing at least, and apparently comes first, you see. And before
desperate.
embellishments.
ing scratches on her own.
the same idea occurred to him, for I can think of Norway, and us, I
Then she was leaping out into
“ Hold s till—” Conrad Jordan had
his
long arms shot out and caught must tell my mother and that w ill
Sarah Lynn tugged at her hand­
sw ift and stinging a ir and was taken out his handkerchief and was
be the straitest gate in m y life ."
kerchief and pulled it out of her her to him in a straining hug.
amazed to find that she did not im ­ wiping her face, and there was
He laughed. “ You jum p over It!
“ So, then! It is finished!” he la­
pocket She was smiling, and she
mediately fall. The speed of the bright blood on the white linen.
And I w ait for you on the other
fe lt very gentle. “ There is blood mented.
Hermod was carrying her along be­
side.”
“ What’s that fro m ? " she asked on your face,” she said tenderly.
I t was beginning, she exulted to
neath it, face downward, with her
But Sarah Lynn shook her head.
herself.
im
patiently.
“
I'm
not
h
u
rt."
“ Your blood!” Gunnar said stern­
arms and legs spread out like a
“ No; you don’ t jum p over s tra it
He
released
her
and
took
her
thin
"O
f
course
you're
not,
just
a
ly.
"
I
t
is
your
blood
upon
me.”
starfish. There was the strange
gates. You crawl through.”
Sarah Lynn stood on tip-toe and shoulders in a tense grip. “ There
sensation of traveling across the air scratch when you were dragged.”
Danavale was d iffic u lt fo r Sarah
“ Where’s Gunnar?”
wiped the little red smears away as remains a thing for you to te ll,” he Lynn in those days. I t was a jo y ­
rather than through i t
said
imperatively.
“
How
have
you
“
He’ll
be
here
just
as
quick
as
handily as a mother would have
"He kissed m e!” she exulted.
ful escape to have Conrad Jordan
the deep knowledge of kissing?”
he can set the ship down,” her un­ done.
“ Gunnar kissed m et”
invite
them to a house-party at his
“ Oh, but I haven’t, rea lly!”
“ So,” he stated unhappily, “ now
She began to fall, her body tw ist­ cle’s friend said. "Now w e'll just
Lake Tahoe lodge. He was staging
“
Yet,
you
said
you
could
tell—”
get
aboard
and
let
them
run
us
I must love yo u!”
ing and turning. Now she was look­
an air tour to demonstrate the prac­
“ Well, of course—boys—it always
ing up at the plane, now down at back to Lynn and the old lady—”
ticability of an a irpo rt at an eleva­
“
I
knew
you
did,”
she
told
him.
happens. But it doesn’t count at
the earth which was coming sw ift­ He was steering her toward the
"You could not know. I did not a ll,” she said earnestly. “ Duncan tion of over 6,000 feet in the High
ambulance.
ly, perilously closer.
Sierras, and Gunnar Thorwald, N or­
“ I'm not hurt. I ’m not going to know, u ntil the moment when you was always trying, but—”
“ There's something I must do,
wegian ace, m aking the fifteenth
would make the jum p.”
ride
in
that
th
in
g
!"
she
told
him
“
From
this
day”
—the
ultimatum
now !” she thought anxiously. “ Oh.
plane in the meet, gave interna­
"That's
what
I
meant.
When
you
yes!—The cord! But where is that spiritedly. "Where w ill he come kissed me. I t was different from sounded—“ you jum p no more; you tional importance to the event.
down?”
kiss no more.”
ring?”
Sarah Lynn rode w ith him in the
"Quickest way to get there,” he any other kiss I ever—”
"V ery well,” Sarah Lynn agreed Hermod, flying over the Santa Clara
Her fingers fumbled for i t
It
He
said
quickly,
sharply—"You
in a small voice.
seemed to be lost in the webbing. said, taking her arm in a firm grip.
valley and the Sacramento. I t was
"We’ll all pile in. H alf a m ile have, then, the so great knowledge
He frowned and sighed. “ Tonight perfect flying weather, clear, bright,
Why hadn't she kept her hand on it
I speak to your father.”
all the time? She turned over again a w a y!" He lifted her and set her
calm, with boundless v is ib ility .
“ Oh, Gunnar, not tonight, please!
and saw the Hermod still above her inside and a white-suited orderly
“ This is the way our life is going
grinned
and
congratulated
her.
Let’s wait a little—”
but further away, somersaulted and
to be,” the g irl told herself. In just
“ I want Gunnar.” Sarah Lynn
saw the earth rushing up to meet
He shook his head. “ We quickly a little space of tim e the tria ls and
her. Why hadn’t Gunnar taken her said.
m arry. We go to Norway."
the tears would be over—beneath
He’ll be here in a jiffy . Lynn
higher than three thousand feet?
They go to Norway. She sat down them, behind them.
Sarah Lynn thought suddenly of and your Granny need to see you
lim p ly with her back against a pun­
Gunnar Thorwald was th rille d
her mother. She had a poignant before they’re convinced you’re
gent laurel. "Gunnar! It takes my and stimulated; she had never seen
picture of Adelaide Dana's upstairs safe, though we signaled them.
breath!”
him so alert and eager.
sitting-room, pretty and peaceful, Well, did it all come off according
“ This also I lik e !”
He
sat
down
beside
her.
“
It
is
with potted plants whose every leaf to schedule? Did it follow the pat­
my country. Also, I have there the
He brought the Hermod, sw ift
tern?”
glistened, and a canary warbling
good chance.”
messenger of the gods, smoothly
"Oh, perfectly! It was heavenly
tenderly in an expensive cage, and
and silkily to the earth and Conrad
“
My
m
o
th
e
r-”
Sarah
Lynn
said
quantities of framed photographs of after the chute opened,” she an­
Jordan came hurrying to meet
in a stricken voice.
her big brothers and herself and swered. stooping to look out of the
He disposed of her mother brisk­ them, elated w ith the trium ph of
young B ill in all stages of infancy ambulance window. “ I don’t see
ly.
That was the way it happened his project—15 shining ships of the
the Hermod.”
and childhood.
to
mothers:
daughters grew large air on the line at Rabe’s field.
“ But you can hear him? Right
She found the ring and gave a des­
and
made
marriages
and went away
perate jerk.
over us," Vance Le Roy said.
Conrad Jordan got to his feet and
w ith their husbands.
moved restlessly about the beauti­
The m atriarch and the cripple
Now! She knew exactly what
Husbands! Marriages! Norway! fu l big room with its dark wood
would happen. The rip-cord would and the old governess greeted her
The world was filled with strange
release the pack and the spring in character. The ancient woman
and mellow leather and hearty Nav­
and startling words.
ajos. It was evening.
rips of the little pilot chute would saw in her the reincarnation of her
“ Gunnar, have you noticed that
open instantly, catching the a ir and own dim, daring youth, choosing,
"Play, please,” Gunnar said from
funny old thing on Uncle Lynn’s the hearth.
dragging the main chute out into a as she had done, the brightest ad­
w all—the pipe-rack in burnt wood
long line and the wind would rush venture of her period, and the para­
Conrad Jordan sat down at the
with the verse?”
in at the bottom and expand i t It lytic sublimated his own helpless­
piano and hunted through a pile of
Now!
He
nodded.
simply couldn't fa il: Gunnar and ness in her courage and skill.
music.
“ Did you read it? "
Conrad and Vance Le Roy had
The youth lifted him self on an el­
“ I told ’em it was a ll plumb fool­ of kissing? Who has instructed’
.T1**^*” not bow strait the bow. “ No! The music you have
checked it thoroughly. “ And even if ishness, tagging you round with that Who—”
it doesn't work,” she told herself hospital wagon. Sairy Lynn,” her
Conrad Jordan was calling them
yourself made.”
“ Yes. I have thought, 'But of
sensibly, “ there is the emergency great grandmother said.
His host nodded. He had found
“ I said walking toward them.
chute! I ’m not rattled.” she re­ you'd come down like a leaf off a
"G unnar,” he said casually, "Le c° urse! I t must be straight How the shabby notebook he was look­
joiced. "M y mind is running like a tree. Us Danas we most generally Roy w ill hop the Hermod back to snail a gate be crooked?'”
ing for and took out some clippings.
“ It s a different kind of straight
clock. And Gunnar kissed me! He do what we set our minds tol Least- the field for you. We're all lunching
Gunnar! This means narrow. You Here s a thing I found in a paper_
was white as a sheet and scared to ways. us dark ones.”
with the old lady, and she is eager
know, in the Bible? ’the strait way.’ •’The Feeling of Stars.” Random
death about me. and he kissed
lines; fellow jotted down bits of his
Lynn Dana smiled into her eyes to get started. Mind driving my
me! And it was the kind of kiss—” " I'm glad fo r you.” he told her, car? Lynn asked me to ride with A g irl made that for Uncle Lynn
favorites
here and there. I ’ve been
just after he knew he would sit s till
There was a weird noise which "glad and proud. You’ve given me him .”
meaning to work out something” _
in
a
chair
all
his
life,
and
he's
kept
was something between a whistle m y best moment, Sarah Lynn.”
W alt!
the youth said im pera­ it there all these years although he^s he smoothed out the printed slip
and a shriek: something was flutter­
Miss Pennington's high color was tively. "A thing has happened—”
not a sentimental person at all, and and read aloud: ” ’I am in love with
ing overhead, and then snapping,
"W ell. I should say so!” Jordan it looks so pathetic among his etch­ high, far-seeing places’—and this—
faded but her diction was as crisp
loudly, urgently.
as always. "L e t me tid y your hair agreed genially. "M iss Sarah Lynn ings and his beautiful books. He Space, and the twelve clean winds
“ It's opening!”
a bit, she bustled up to her. “ 1 Dana, daring young aviatrix, com­ must have loved her I think
of heaven’- ” He began to play,
Then a gun went off somewhere,
should have thought to have you pleted a sensational parachute jum p son of poetry i , terribly out of style, | chord!
feeling his way among the notes, the
a shocking, thunderous boom, and
with a ll the nerve and sk ill of a
wear a close net.”
her downward progress was halted
The g irl slipped out from under professional.”
(TO RE CONTINUED)
so abruptly that she thought her
But the Norseman was not to be
arms and shoulders were being torn her hands. The Hermod was down
loose from her body. There were and Gunnar Thorwald was out and deflected. “ Always I have said fli­
uncounted instants of confusion and running toward her. She went to ers shaU not m a rry .” He looked at
Sarah Lynn again with grave re­
terror, and then peace enveloped meet him.
her.
“ I ’ll know as soon as I see his sentment. sighed, lifted his hands
palms upward, let them drop. “ I
^ b r ie s can be fireproofed and
Her chute opened and was func­ face.” she told herself. " I 'l l know
make now the discovery that I love ^a ffe safer for clothing and house-
the
first
second—”
tioning perfectly. She was floating
this g irl.”
Gunnar was s till white, but she
p e T s v e T 7 3 Simp!e and inex' for c a n v l.
L nt more effective
gently, and everything was quiet
I think, ’ Sarah Lynn murmured =
saw
at
first
glance
that
he
was
'
hOme Process oi doping do not
about her. a sweet, celestial quiet­
eansnyOther
ness which was soothing and com­ angry, and her heart turned over ’ with a sudden accession of shyness, tL n m 3 Colorless liquid, a solu
forting.
in terror. There was in his pale " I ought to ride back with Great- lion of seven ounces of borax and
are
face
a look of frig h t and of fury. granny! She ran away sw iftly to three ounces of boric acid in two hangings i
She could see the ambulance m ov­
L hF CUTtainS and
the car.
ing slowly to keep in line with her. She did not know what it meant.
quarts of hot water. This treat-
are
ment say. Dr. M artin Leatherman,' candle,
had lost the Hermod for the
against lamps
iamps or
pqnHUe
/ r rtheC0Verings
e.
Then he reached her, and she
CHAPTER X
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moment, but surely Gunnar would
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J of_chcm’
and
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«Hu soils
suns,
knew imm ediately and entirely what
land as quickly as possible and
tr.i,e
Gunnar stood s till in a clump ol cto
to d e States
win’ ° Denartr-ont
epartment oi Agri- even for L *? 85 "e a r fireplaces, and
it m eant for he caught her into an
come to her. That kiss, she felt,
embrace of urgency and iron ana madronos when he and Sarah Lynn from ¿ ju ry bv fl Pr° Ct fabrics solution 5 hl,d[ en S P'aysuits. The
was not Anal: it must be a prelude
, heat but / w f l l
°T intense a rticle ! that"01 weatherProof, and
bent his bare yellow head and kissed were out walking after lunch.
Even if it had been given in high
UUt- " be ,anouncM I fro"> b L r X “
*
‘he f3briC articles that are washed such a,
her again, and the kiss on the earth . t X 0’ -
! « r ? - , burr irg inf0 flame.'""and ! K ?
3" d playsuit«’ *¿ 1 have “
excitement. It stood for an emotion
differed only from the one at an
which wasn't to be disposed of with
d^
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" ^ ^ c ’t ^ e
altitude of three thousand feet in
Sarah Lynn halted before him 1
this adventure. Fliers did not m ar­ fa c ility and duration.
standing w ith folded hands.
ry. Oh. didn t they? Then what?
Sarah Lynn was held in a vise;
"Love I did not w ant Love
she could not move her body or her said always, was a weakness. ’ '
"Die re was a confused clamor of
lips, but her mind ran and leapt
'I I know.”
‘r
" ly mo;stened, then des’ ri.cJv
«
eoun,eract¡n« the
know, ' she nodded meek»
meekv
voices, cheerful, exultant
and soared.
S
T
S
t,,I
pi>„,
“ j »ul­
"Good g ir l! " Conrad Jordan said,
Dhur
acia and
"He does care! He cares—and
na««.
r
°m
StOves
and
fu r*
liftin g her to her feet “ Perfect per
• H , '¿ S S V K
he s furious—but he can't help i t ! " ac^utinff
u«...__ ruined hi,
atarea just before it is dry
form ance!"
accusing her a of « having
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Suddenly his arms loosened about plana.
Leanth e fÌrePr00flng Fabrics, Dr.
' Atta g ir t!" Vance Le Roy was
her
and he
held
her off. putting her I - 2 ?
■ougnts
tato
words.
" S lr ,h
»¡<L "1
fabr'e S w T e h
detai,ed ' direct
unfastening her harness, warmed thoughts into words.
tinn^
glves detailed direc-
tor once into enthusiasm.
" I have not wanted thia.”
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borax-boric acid treat-
wanted thia. He about It and so miserable, but after rug? d' *
m° re conv« ie n t for S i £ 3l*° mentions ^ re e other
, rugs. d. apenes, and upholstered a r ta^
T “ 1“ for «reproollng cer-
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S T R A IT G ATE
By RUTH COMFORT MITCHELL
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