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PAGE SIX THE CAPiTAI. JOURNAL. s'AI.KM. OREGON TUESDAY, JANUARY 21, 1930 3 of . I Chapter 20 LOVE BECKONS A rap at the door tod Douglas entered obviously anxious to talk to Morse. Anne took advantage of the Interruption and - tamed to leave. Morse followed her to the door and said in a quiet voice. To morrow then?" "As you like," she assented. She found her aunt sitting by a reading lamp apparently much en grossed In her knitting. "Shall we go upstairs?' Anne asked, and with out waiting for an answer went to her room. Her aunt joined her there. "Mr. Morse has asked me to mar ry him." Anne announced abruptly. . Mrs. Wilmot looked across at her coldly. "Well, and you refused him, I suppose?1 "My dear Aunt Emily "Nothing that you could possibly do would surprise me." There was a silence. The older woman adjusted hereself near the lamp on the table and spread out her knitting again. "I certainly did not refuse him." Anne said after a time. "But he stipulated that the wedding should take place 'tomorrow.' I think," she laughed a little, "he Is afraid to wait. You see, the other man did serve a purpose after all!" The woman on the other side of the table grunted enigmatically. "Well, you won't marry him tomor row or the day after either, she said decisively. "I will speak to Leon myself- "My dear Auntie Anne stood up, "we certainly can't afford to be squeamish about trifles to swallow a whale and then gulp at a minnow For the rest." she added lightly, I fancy we'll do just about as he says from now on, you and I. The hand that pulls the purse strings, you know by the way, that was what x toid rum "You medern girls are beyond me," her aunt confessed with a perplexed shake of her head Anne lifted her eyebrows amused ly. "Well, we have debts that must be paid it was no good mincing matters. I think he liked it my be ing so frank." She started toward the other room, "Good night. Aun tie, I'm going to bed." Mrs. Wilmot looked after her nro- testingly. "You don't mean you're not going downstairs again? "That's Just what I do mean. You can tell tlie bridegroom-to-be that I have a headache or that I'm rest ing for tomorrow's ordeal or whatever you like " With her hand on the door knob. however, Anne paused then leaned across and laid one band timidly over lite busy, plump old fingera. "It Is wonderful, isn't it, Auntie? to know that It's all aettled that we don't have to worry any more about money or creditors or hus bands!" "Well, It's not settled any too Boon." The fingera were withdrawn with no answering movement. "But I'm glad you've had sense enough to do your duty at last." Amie let her own hand slip un obtrusively from the table. "You did mean what you said tonight, didn't you, Aunt Emily down there at the dinner table?" , Mrs. Wilmot peered up at her keenly. "I certainly did." she aatd. "Thank you." Anne laughed light ly an she started again towards her bedroom door, "At least, you've al ways been honest . with me. I'm 1 grateful for Hut. dood night." ! Tears stung hot and blinding against her eyelids as she closed . the door quickly behind her and groped her way through the dark ness to her bed, but she dashed them away impatiently. At midnight, she was still sitting ' fully dressed on the edge of her hod. Ilhine had tapped on her1 At:xot4 1. FlMbr frait . law. tiflr . Maat t. Hoiiri Spaa ) IX. fiaraaaa rlrar 11. Naft mrlnl bell 15. Aror If. Utttn at 17. Klaoli with i arrrti H. Hlro it. I'art of a fcar n-a ft. Thlr left 3. (it ol ti. Rotable l" rlodi ut fall t..rjr II. Hlffkt at Mali- to. CsfircriiUf . MrrlU SI. Mall St, rral frail H, 'Kail IH. Hhoiboaraa iMllUtl . rrh 41. Miar . Wnl i 48. Nu(ii.il 41. 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Anne had only smiled sagely to herself. She switched off the lights and stepped through one of the French windows onto a small rustic balcony at the front. She pressed her fore head against the rough, cool sur face of one of the rustic pillars. Be-1 low her on the porch, she could make out two red circles the tips ol Morse s and Douglas' cigars. Ap parently they had Just returned. Their voices came up to her, a mere subdued and meaningless murmur but she had much to think about. Wei V she told herself, the inter lude was over mountain madness or whatever madness It had been. In a few days now or a few weeks, t te would be going back to New York and everything would be Just the same as If she had never come out I here to the mountains, never seen I Scott Olenn nevor lived more In those all too brief moments Uiat he had held her in the magic circle of his arms than in the rest of her life put together. At all events, she wouid go no more Into the moun tains. She must put Olenn and the J tile cabin on the high boulder care fully out of her mind. Occasionally in the years to come perhaps there would be a quiet mo ment when she might smile patron izingly, a. little contemptuously no doubt, at the recollection of that crazy, star-chasing interlude when she had come so dangerously near to throwing herself away on a "her mit wno lived in a hut in the moun tains." Perhaps Olenn was sitting at this moment before the paper-littered table which Sheb shaggy, hostile old Sheb didn't keep dusted as well as he ought, figuring over that blue print. After all. though, he was fin ished, another one somewhere else no doubt He was a busy man per haps a woman more or less wouldn't make much difference in the long she straightened up, ev ery sense on the alert leaned out over the railing. Glenn's dam the reservoir I Those were the very woras sne had Inadvertently caught from below. She strained forward, almost holding her breath In her eagerness to hear more, gradually accommodating her hearing to the mumbled tones beneath her on the porch. She gleaned a word here, a phrase there; pieced them slowlv into sentences, the meaning of which leit ner stunned and cold. sne roused herself snatched a sweater from a chair, donned her boots and thrust her hand into the rignt pocket to make sure the re volver was still there. rive minutes later, she crept uu-eiessiy aown the back stairs. tiptoed past the Quarters of the sleeping servants, unbolted a door and slipped out into tha moonless night. Making a wide circle round Uv nouse, she dropped at last into the trail. which lead to Glenn's cabin and swung Into at brisk a gait as sne leu sne coma possibly main tain. She was trying to tit together a number of disjointed facts that per sisted stubbornly in her mind. Doug las had been in the part of the woods where Olenn's workmen were blasting that afternoon. 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