The Willamina times., June 13, 1940, Image 2

THURSDAY. JUNE I 3. 1940
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C H A P T E R V I I —Continued
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“ Mother gave my father a great
deal of happiness while she was his
wife, the Major, too, I suppose,
though I was with them very little.
Robert adores her.” Gay changed
her position and laughed. “ How sol­
emn we're being! We weren't sol­
emn today. Did you enjoy seeing
New York in a snowstorm?”
“ I enjoy being with you wherever
you are, though 'enjoy' is much too
polite a word.”
“ Those first few days at the cabin
—We were so polite to each other.”
“ I can barely remember. I wish
we were there now.”
“ So do I. Thinking of the woods
in a snow-storm makes all this
seem like a stage-setting, doesn’t it?
Do you remember when you asked
me if I would love yo u . when we
were together in New York?”
“ Yes—” He held her closer. “ I
was afraid to come.”
“ But you aren’t afraid now.”
“ No. But I can't believe it ’s true.”
“ Dear, dear!” She lifted her head
from his shoulder and, smiling, drew
an exaggerated sigh. “ Convincing
you is certainly up-hill work. You’re
the most obstinate person I know.”
“ I guess you’re right. I loved you
pretty stubbornly for six years.”
“ I t has its advantages, hasn’t it? ”
She looked at him gravely, her eyes
soft and bright. “ I love you,” she
said.
He drew her close to him. “ I
love you,” he said, his lips against
her cheek.
At a repeated sound from behind
them, Gay drew away somewhat
hastily. John, too, turned. The
Japanese house-boy, his face dis­
creetly expressionless, stood just in­
side the room.
“ What is it, Suki?” Gay asked.
“ Comp’ny come, please. Gentle­
man, ladies call up from below. Say
send down elevator, please.”
“ Good-Heavens!” She looked at
him in dismay. “ I m ight have known
—I should have told them we were
going out to the country.”
“ Tell them now.”
She shook her head. “ Who is it,
Suki?”
“ Miss Wales. Mrs. Howard. Lady
not say gentleman’s name.”
“ Send the elevator down.”
The house-boy bowed himself out
of the room. She turned to John.
Her face cleared. She laughed. "You
look frightened.”
“ I ’m terrified.”
“ I f I refused to let them meet you,
they’d think you weren’t presenta­
ble. I want them to meet you. I ’m
proud of you. You look grand in
evening clothes. You ought to wear
them always.”
" I m ight get a job as a waiter.”
He caught her hand. “ I won’t know
what to say to them.”
“ Idiot! What do you say to me?”
“ I tell you I love you.”
Her brows lifted. “ You can omit
that. Don’t be frightened. They’re
really quite harmless.”
“ I f you would coach me a little —”
“ Oh, John!” She kissed him, but
absently, he thought. Her expres­
sion was thoughtful, a little appre­
hensive as she pulled him up from
the davenport, as they walked
through soft glow of concealed light­
ing, through the frosty glitter of the
Christmas tree toward the door to
greet her friends.
C H A P T E R V I II
The last record in the electric
Victrola whirred to a stop. John
led the small vivacious brunette with
whom he had been dancing to the
davenport facing the fire where he
had sat with Gay.
“ You’re a wonderful dancer,” she
said, settling herself in a sw irl of
scarlet chiffon.
“ You sound surprised.”
John
smiled. “ We aborigines who live in
Maine don’t confine our amusement
to war dances, by any means.”
She glanced at him doubtfully,
then laughed.
“ The mystery is
clearing up,” she said.
“ M ystery?”
“ Well, we have wondered, you
know,” she went on with an a ir of
artless frankness too deliberate to
be entirely sincere. “ I mean, Gay
goes dashing off into the wilds and
then comes home and breaks her
engagement and won’t tell us any­
thing about you except that you’re a
doctor and her god-father’s nephew.
You can’t imagine how curious
we’ve been to meet you.”
Here it was again. John had been
obliged to respond to that approach
m any tim es during the evening as
G ay’s friends had arrived and de­
parted in restless, animated groups.
“ You must find me very disap­
pointing,” he said, m aking no effort
to re-phrase a reply which, so far,
had appeared to be adequate.
“ Not at a ll.” H er bright brown
eyes sparkled at him through cu rl­
ing lashes. “ Of course most of us
met you at Gay’s debutante party
but we didn't—”
“ —pay any attention to me?” He
felt that his smile was becoming
fixed.
“ I ’d meant to say that we didn’t
dream all this romance was brew­
ing. It is romantic, you know. I
mean you never expect such a thing
to happen to one of your friends."
On the surface, at least, it was
all very friendly. Perhaps he only
imagined that under their apparent­
ly casual acceptance of him, these
friends of Gay’s were deliberately
making him feel an outsider in sub­
tle ways of which he was conscious
but which he could not define. That
was natural, he told himself. Todd
Janeway was one of them. His
name had been mentioned, during
the evening, in connection with
Christmas Eve of last year, with ref­
erence to the Army-Navy football
game, in casual reminiscence.
Todd’s sister, Ellen, was here, the
slight graceful g irl in the tailored
hat who, coming in with the good-
looking red-haired boy in tweeds,
had explained that they were on
their way out to the Janeway coun­
try place for Christmas.
"D on’t you adore this apart­
ment?” she was asking when he
gave her his attention.
“ I t ’s very—unusual.”
“ I ’m crazy about it. I ’ve been
trying to persuade Mums and Dads
to take a pent-house but they say
they can't afford to sell the fam ily
mausoleum even if anybody could be
persuaded to buy it. We’re prac­
tically paupers,” she added cheer­
fully. “ Dads is loaded with foreign
bonds and you know what they’re
worth now."
John wanted, very sincerely, to
understand, if he could the point-of-
view of these sleek young people
for, though she was more in telli­
gent than the g irl who chattered
beside him, it must, of necessity, be
Gay's. I t was a rare person who
remained
uninfluenced
by
the
thought and behavior of his or her
companions. You never entirely es­
caped the environment in which you
had been reared. You were bound
to the past by a thousand tenuous
ties of habit, prejudice, affection,
ties of which you were unaware,
perhaps, until, when confronted by
some apposite Idea, you felt them
tugging you back into the safety of
fa m ilia r ideas, values, habits. He’d
felt them tugging when . . .
“ I beg your pardon,” he said,
warned by a sustained upward in­
flection in his companion’s voice that
she had asked a question.
" I t doesn’t m atter.” He thought
that she looked a little bored. Her
eyes flicked past him toward the
piano where the g irl with auburn
hair was singing, apparently for her
own amusement since the group
clustered about her continued to talk
in staccato tones which carried
across the room. “ I asked you if
you and Gay were spending tomor­
row here or at her father’s place
in the country.”
“ In the country, I think.”
He
wanted to add something to that.
He wanted to apologize more fully
for his inattention. What a dull lout
she must think him. Not that he
cared, except for Gay. He was as
relieved as he felt his companion
must be when he saw a group of
of four people come in from the hall
and cross the room toward the dav­
enport.
“ We’ve been out on the terrace
looking at the view,” Tory Wales
said as she came up to them. She
dropped down on the davenport and
a white fu r coat, so soft that it crum ­
pled like velvet as it fell, slid down
over her bare brown shoulders and
back.
“ Your slippers are wet, I ’m
afraid,” her companion, the burly
but well-groomed young Englishman
who was her fiance, said.
“ Don’t fuss, Hal. You can’t k ill
an Indian with a little snow.” She
leaned back against the apricot
leather of the upholstery and held
up two fingers. Her fiance put a
cigarette between them.
The g irl in red laughed. “ Don’t
you two talk the same language?”
she asked.
“ Well, you must admit that my
English is a little different from
Hal’s,” Tory Wales said, her light
eyes, startling in contrast with her
skin, twinkling with derisive humor
which reminded him of Kate. “ When
his fam ily was here in October we
practically had to use deaf and
dumb
signals.
I ’m
learning,
though.” She glanced up at her fian­
ce who smiled as though he found
her very amusing, relaxed against
the
upholstery,
graceful
legs
crossed, and made a half turn to­
ward John, seated between her and
the g irl in red, who, now that rein­
forcements had arrived, showed no
inclination to leave. “ When are you
planning to locate in New York, Dr.
Houghton?”
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W N U SKRVICB
He turned when she spoke, glanc­
“ I don’t expect to locate in New
Y ork," John said, a little startled at ing at her, looked out and down
through the window again.
the question.
“ Manhattan is an island, isn’t it? "
"Oh, aren’t you going to practice
here?” the g irl in red asked. “ We he said in a detached, distant voice.
naturally assumed that you were." ‘ T v e never been able to believe it.
"W hy ’naturally'?” John asked But seeing water down under the
smiling, but with the uncomfortable windows—”
“ John—” Her breath caught in
feeling that he was being deliberate­
her throat. He looked so unapproach­
ly quizzed.
"W ell, Gay’s connections are here. able standing there with his back
We thought—That’s very disappoint­ to the room, in darkness,-now, ex­
ing.” The g irl in red gave a ripple cept for the blue and silver dazzle
of laughter which held, John of the Christmas tree, the restrained
She
thought, some confusion. “ I was glow of the birch-log fire.
planning to develop a chronic a il­ slipped her hand into the pocket
ment. A fter all, one must be loyal where his was thrust, laid her cheek
against his arm.
to one’s friends.”
" I t must be colder,” he said stead­
“ I appreciate your interest," John
ily.
“ The snow isn’t melting. See
said, “ but I shouldn’t have a private
it on the deck of that scow there un
practice in any event.”
der the light.”
“ Dr. Houghton is a scientist, dar­
"John—Darling—! I know what
ling,” Tory Wales said speaking
you're thinking. Don’t ! ”
across him to the g irl in red.
He looked at her then and she saw
“ That’s very interesting.”
The the unhappiness in his eyes. His
Englishman lowered his glass to look lips moved as though he meant to
at John.
speak but no sound came.
“ Are you working with a founda­
"John," she said quietly, "look at
tion?” the boy in the tweed suit me.
asked.
He turned, silent, unsmiling, wait­
"Nothing so impressive.” John ing for her to continue.
laughed briefly. “ Just now I'm as-
"Have you changed your mind?”
she asked steadily. “ Are you trying
to tell me—?” Her voice faltered,
trembled, was stilled.
"Oh Gay, no!” He made a de
spairing gesture. “ I ’m trying to see
this thing clearly. We can’t rush
into it blindly.”
“ Can’t we be comfortable, at
least,” she said wearily.
He followed her to the davenport
before the fire, sat at a little dis­
tance from her.
"Cigarette?” she asked.
"Thank you.” He struck a match
to light hers. As he bent toward her.
she saw that his expression had
softened. "Y o u ’re tired,” he said
gently.
" A little .”
He did not touch her, though she
willed him to with all her strength
When his cigarette was lit, he sat
back against the upholstery. " I don’t
wonder," he said bitterly. “ You’ve
carried me on your shoulders all
evening and I ’m a pretty heavy
load.”
“ Don’t be an idiot, darling.”
‘ "Y ou watched me, you watched
your friends, as though you were
afraid—”
" I was afraid.”
"T hat I ’d do or say something
On the surface,
least, it was
that
would humiliate you?”
all very friendly.
"No, John. That they would try to
sisting a physician in Portland. Gen­ make you feel uncomfortable, an
outsider, someone who didn’t be­
eral practice. I ’m hoping—”
The g irl in red interrupted with a long.”
He turned to her, puzzled.
request for a cigarette. John felt
"Deliberately?” he asked.
both irritated and relieved. He didn’t
She
nodded.
want to talk of his work, especially,
" I sensed something of the sort."
but that was preferable to more
"Y ou can’t understand it, I sup­
personal references. In the flurry of
providing the g irl at his right with a pose.”
“ I ’m trying. I ’ve been trying all
cigarette, he glanced toward the
evening.”
He crushed out his ciga­
group at the piano. Gay turned, as
" It's the assurance that
he watched, started across the room rette.
These
with Janice Howard. The others fol­ wealth gives, I suppose.
friends of yours who were here to­
lowed.
night—”
“ Jan and Rickey think they must
“ They can be loyal, too," she said
go,” Gay said, coming up to the
quickly, more defensively than she
davenport.
knew. “ It would have been loyalty
“ You needn’t, Tory,” Janice How­ to Todd if they’d been unpleasant
ard said. “ We can call a cab. But to you, tonight.”
if we’re to join the fam ily festivi­
“ But what about you, and your
ties tomorrow, steps must be taken cousin?”
at once.”
"H e—I —” She was silent.
“ We must go too, Tommy.” Ellen
(TO HE CONTINUED)
Janeway rose. “ We’re meeting the
midnight train in from Chicago.
Francie and Ned are arriving, Gay. ‘Sixth Sense*
* Governs
Maybe we’ll see you in the country
Guesswork Accuracy
tomorrow.”
A sixth sense—extrasensory per­
“ I want to see Francie and Ned.
ception—governs to a certain degree
Are they bringing the babies?”
“ Oh, yes. We’re driving them out the accuracy of guesswork, tests
to the country tonight. The roads conducted by Columbia university
are fa irly clear. Todd phoned—” psychologists indicate.
She stopped and her soft color deep­
The research workers, after con­
ducting a series of 1,000 tests with
ened.
“ We’re shoving off, Hal,” Tory hidden cards, said even the average
Wales said quickly. She rose and man or woman had some sort of
shrugged into the white fur coat. mental prompting which tended to
“ We’re going home and hang up bring forth higher-than-chanceguess­
our stockings. Maybe you’ll get a work on the part of some of the
bale of oats in yours, if you’re subjects.
"Something other than chance is
good,” she added, linking her arm
through the arm of her fiance. at work,” the psychologists said,
“ Good-night, Gay. Good-night, Dr. but offered no opinion as to what the
Houghton. We’ll see you Wednes­ extra-chance factor m ight be.
day evening.”
In every test the cards were shuf­
“ Good-night, Dr. Houghton.” Jan­ fled and set out of range of sight
ice Howard extended a slender and hearing, and in about half of
hand. “ I t ’s been pleasant to meet the tests the subjects were a quar­
ter of a mile away.
you.”
“ Good-night, everybody,”
Gay
The records indicate, contrary to
said. “ M erry Christmas. Good­ chance expectation, that there is a
night—■”
definite relation between the scores
of some of the sets of cards. Con­
John was standing at one of the trol series and statistical analysis
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moving swiftly, noiselessly over the eral phases of the distributions of
rugs which Suki had replaced.
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“ What do you see?” she asked, pret and it is considered wise to con­
standing beside him. “ Are you tinue the experiment, using new sub­
watching for Santa Claus?
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