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THE CAPiTAI. JOURNAL. s'AI.KM. OREGON
TUESDAY, JANUARY 21, 1930
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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.
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fully dressed on the edge of her
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away for the night. Mrs. WUmot
had Mopped to say that Leon had
gone down to the construction camp
and would not be back until late.
She had had a most satisfactory
talk with him, and thought It was
better to have the wedding on the
morrow and avoid the usual fuss
and bother. 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. Then there
was the lawyer's strange Intimacy
with Burkhalter his and Morse's
conference with Burkhalter and the
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