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swnnjf to the saddle and put Rafftlmo to the slope. "Watrh things!" rtis voice drifted up from below clear and eager. "And drlvo 'em .Toe—drive 'em —drive 'em from dnylltht ttll dark!"
From the threshold Fat Joe wntched hlm until horse and rider disappeared beyond the line of tlraher.
Bnrbarn Allison's presence npon the dusty hill road that morning was more than the result of a merely casual Whim, even though when she turned her mount north Into that mountain highway a scant two hours before the choice had been made without actual thought for the route she was select tag.
The night beforo as soon as she had re-entered hurriedly the plowing lodge a-sprawl upon the hill the impulse had flrst come to hor—a swift and almost blind desire to turn and escape, If onl.v for a Uttle while, from the roomful of
unjy OIS pronie nad been visible to ber at flnt Now tbe white itae of his Jaw and the light in tbe eyes that searched her face chilled ber even as tbey sent tbe blood singing In every vein. Only a few ^ houra before she had seen that same iplA fear in Miriam Bnrrell'a eyes, and yet not the same, either, for hers had been a panic nf lost hope, and the gleam In the man's eyes was already only partly dread of disaster and partly a great and unmls takable glow of thankfulness. Bar bars remembered then, with a twlnrt" of guilt that she could have forgot;on It so completely, the black robed fi-iirc that had gone thundering off on the same mount which Stephen (J'Mtnii was riding now. She hiilf liftcil but'i bands to hlm apprcalien.sivcly
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"He  did   that  fer   me  once,  Jes,"   he
¦poke quietly, chatter and laughter and-bright eyed badinage loosed upon ber imniedlately after the unuiasklng by Dester Aill son's perfectly cadenced announcement of his daughter's engagement. All In a breath tbe huge room had become stlflingly  oppressive,   tbe   gayety   nn-
bearnble. Ana   yet   arterword.   alone   In   her
room, when the last treble noto had died away and she had dismissed Ce¬ elle, her sleepy eyed maid, the sense of oppression had returned redoubled. She did not want to sleep. She was glad of her wldo e.ved wakefulness, but In the darkness walls and celling and floor seemed fairly to close In upon her and hedge In soul and brain ns well as bod.v. It was the flrst time tho girl had ever known the need—the driving desire—to he alone out of doors, where there was nothing but aky and sky line to bound her thoughts. And at last when her restlessness became no longer bearable, wblle the remainder of the house still slept behind drawn curtains, she rose and slipped into boots and breeches and riding coat and descen&d to order a not too wide awake groom to saddle a horse. And in tbe very middle of his sensational report of Ragtime's empty stall she swung to the saddle and turned to¬ ward the north.
Mile after mile, the roan mare plac¬ idly choosing tho pace, she rode with one leg dangling over the pummel of the saddle, everything else forgotten ta that preoccupied endeavor to review each momont she had shared with him.
When the higher morning sun found lier  far  beyond   the   rolling  pasture
lana, miies m tne heavy timber, she had dismounted, tbere where the lilgb- aat loop In the road commanded its breath taking sweep of country, and wae sitting cross legged upon the trnnk of a fallen tree at the road edge.
Then suddenly Stephen O'Mara In tbe flesh appeared liefope ber astride Bactlme and leading ber roau, wblch. contentedly cropping tbe bush tops, had disappeared a fuU quarter of an boar before.
Tbe girl gasped at tbe suddenness of his coming. Sbe balf started to rise before she remembered ttie tastabllity of her perch and theu crouched even lower than before wben she saw tbat bo waa not yet aware of her nearness. Bho waited, eyes gleefully bright, until bo was almost oppoelte'ber I>eforo abe eooghed, ever so fatatly. Then she tUtod her nose aloft in onchanttng mlmicTy of his lean and forward thnut
boots tuolcod up beiioatU bor ho in-.tii nod her .slim body. Ilnrbara roalixo'l that ho wns tiyiii;; to spcik nnd (iud Ing tbe clTurt hnrd. Slowly ho roinov- ed ills hat and passed ono linnil aoros; his forehend.
"Man," he ejaculated fervidly tohin self, "but tliat's the longest IiundTol yards you've ever traveled on foot o;' a-horsebnok!" nnd abruptl.v, accusini ly to her, "Do you know tlmt I've boon months and year.s and ages rounding that bend to—to llnd you a little crnin pled up heap In the road?"
"I'm sorry," she murmured humbly "I'm sorry to—disappoint you: but. yon soe, I didn't know"—
She laughed at him. Her lips curled, petal-like. In a gurgling peal of enjoy¬ ment at his shamefaced grin.
"I found your horse rolling," he ex¬ plained, and his gravity was dogged in the face of her brightness. "Uow I knew It was yours I don't know, but I did just the same. I thought she had thrown you. I'd already made up my mtad, If there was one scratch on yonr body, to take that mare's head between my hands and break her neck; You see, I believed I knew already Just what it would mean to me if anything ever happened to you. But it's a lot different imagining the world without you—and—and factag the nctuai possi¬ bility of it.   Was I—fairly tragic?"
'^0 never speak," abo eonfldod dole- (¦Uy to tho empty air In front at bor- "wa aovor speak aa wo paaa by."
Bo wbMod. 8o swiftly tbat tt took fear biMtb bo waa oot of tbo saddle «¦• MNSS tbo Ns4 aad iwn tbs
CHAPTER X. "Not a Chance In the World."
'•^^^^I''" course you've found Gar-
I ^J J   ry?"  She hastened to swing
nfflRH   the conversation  to a  less
i^MaHI   personal quarter.    "Is he-
wlll you tell me about It, please?"
One small, gauntleted hand made an almost imperceptible gesture toward the unoccupied space beside her oo the fallen tree. But he chose the ground at ber feet. And after he had dispos¬ ed bis long length to his liking ho an¬ swered her hurried question—answered it with an amiably lazy deliberation tbat promised a sure return to a topic- of his own choosing, in his own good time.
"No," be stated, and there was some- tbtag lugubrious In the baldness of tho statement. "lie found me. .\nd It; was the biggest stroke of luck that he did. I grow moro and moro lucky this morning.    Wouldn't you say so?"
"But you must have an InUliiig as to tbe man's identity!" she cried. "Why you've got to flnd that out before ho does more harm ne.\t time. Fla von't you a suspicion even ?"
One foot swung froe. She leaned for¬ ward In her eagerness, a slender and entirely boyish figure In dimtautlvo breeches aud boots and straight lined coat And the man laughed aloud up Into ber flushed face, softly and not qnlte steadily at bor hostile indigna tion, her intuitive fominlno curiosity, and most of all. most unstoadlly, at his wonder of hor liorself.
"Why, yes," he admitted. "Both Joe and I do believe we know who It was. but we aren't sure because we don't understand yet what thnt man's mo tive might be. I'd toll you only I don't like to accuse anybody until there la cause for It Hut that's what brought me down hero (his morning— tbat and because I wanted to tell Miss Burrell that Garry Is sal'o and will continue to be from now on. I hoiio. Tho.se were two of my reasons fiir coming at least. I had a more Impor tant oue than either, but"—
Barbara did not wait for him to tel! ber what it was. She was staring at him In unfeigned surprise.
"To tell Miriam?" she echoed.    "Do you—you cun't mean that you knew •be cared for Garry?" "Didn't you?" The gin shook her head. "Never until just a little while ago. I—do you know. In the last few days
rve begun to realize how much more you—other people—observe than 1 di>. I've begun to wouder 1/ I haven't been very blindly self sulHcient. For I nev¬ er dreamed of sui'h a thing until sonu»- thtag happened after 1 loft you last nigbt" Her voice faltered, but her eyes clung resolutely to his. "She came to me and asked me If I knew wbere be bad gone. She had seen hhu ride away, too, Mr. O'.Mara. And I learned It then just from the terror to her face. But I didn't know until later bow much site cared.
"She came Into my room this morn- tag, and that, although ymi oan't know it, was more than otld In Itself, be¬ cause I hnve always been the one to carry my vtom to her. It must have been between 4 and 6, for I had count¬ ed a clock striking 4, and yet she was ¦till dressed ta her party costume Have you guessed wbat she bad boon dbtag? Mr. O'Marn. she bad been oiit looktag for him! She had slipped out and beea waiting becanae sbe was sure Bagtime would bolt and—and come back homo, dragging bim by a stir- nipl Wasn't tbat a horrible tblng to wait for alone la the dark?"
Witb a IMip abttdder the clrl jmt her
aanas over ner eyes as If to shut out the picture.
"She wasn't hysterical, either. She was Just ice and wringtag wet and blue with cold.   Cool, proud, tatolerant
"Twice   I've   beon   bitterly    unkind   to you."
Miriam Burrell! And I'd nevor dream¬ ed of her cari ig for anybody untii that minute! I sent lior to bod. and 1 think I hated Carry Dovoroau for an hour or two. Wliy, Mr. O'Mara. I'd never bolievcd that a girl could caro that much for an.v man!"
She sat a long tlmo, nursing one slim knee botwoen her palms.
"Mr. O'.Mara," she appealed to him at last, "how might ono reopen a-a rather dlfflcult subject with—with a suddenly most difficult conversational¬ ist?"
Without tumtag his bead he made answer:
"I think Fat Joe's method Is as good as any," he suggested. ".Toe says the only way to reopen any argument Is to take a running jump and land, ali spraddled ont, right in the middle of It. He Insists that such procedure leaves no doubt in the mind of nny one that the discussion Is about to be re¬ sumed." She laughed a little. "Then shall we consider that I've taken the—the jump and landed?"
Just when she was wishing most that she could see his face he swung around toward her. Again his gravity was a totally gentle thing. It made ber remember the self possessed kind¬ liness with wblch he had met her un reasonable rage the night before.
"Twice I've been bitterly unkind to yon," she began, "onco a long timo ago and—and once last night .Vnd on both occasions you have Just tried to tell mc, indirectly at least, that you cared, hadn't you?"
"Indirectly?" he murmured. "Was I as obscure as that?" .Vnd then whim sicaliy. "Won't you rail that explana tlon enough and let mo toll It to you again—so you can't misunderstand?"
"I've asked you to forgive mo the first offense," ahe hurriedly denied his appeal. ".Vnd the second, .Mr. O'Mara. years ago you told mc I didn't think you good enough to—to be my knight My outburst was only childish temper that duy, bnt did you think last night that I still underrated you?"
Steve finally shook his head when she persisted In waiting for his an¬ swer.
"You Just have finished now." he wanted her, however. "I'm not going to tell yon ono sinsle bit of what I think of you until It comes my turn!"
She tried to langli at his stnbhom- ness, but she had troutilc with this ex¬ planation, which grew more ve.tingly Intricate nnd involved tho further she wont
"Then we'll say you didn't." she con- tlnuo<l. "I toUl ynu last night less kindly than-1 inlglit havo. that I was" engaged to Mr. Wickersham. .Vnd I've Just confessed, too. that I didn't know a girl I ould care for any man as onut- teralily. as blindly and prldelessly, as Miriam oares for the man Garry Is That is the truth. For quite a long, long time It has boen understood that I was to marry Mr. Wickersham. I have always admired him—found him above potty things; but, Mr. O'Mara, 1 have always beon sure for just as loug a timo that tho abilit.v to caro for any ono the—the way I think you believed last night I might care for you was left out of mo. .Vnd so it wasn't you who awoke my contempt even though I did turn it against you. Ii was I niyself. It was I and not yoa who wa.s not -gooa fiiougn,' ror even if I nm tbe kind oC girl who can t I<'Vo any¬ body very iniKli, except periiaps her¬ self, I should at least play fair, isn't— isn't that su?"
Minute after minnte passetl. while ¦he sat plaiting tho cloth tight stretch¬ ed ovor one knee. Lips soft ly a-qiilver, ¦he waited, earnest, eager fliat he un¬ derstand from bor oxpl:ui:ition that Which she did not yet understand at all herself. Again she wished that he would turn. She wanted ^-reatly to ¦ee whatever there might bo I>ehlnd his heavy silence. "Isn't It?" she faltered tltnldl.v. And  yet   when  his   head   did  come
•TTien rn have to tell you." he stat¬ ed, "that I'm smiling In spite of the hopelessness. I'm smiling, even though my throat Is aching and my lips pretty dry.
"Yon've Just flnished trying to argue my man's ca.se from your woman's point of view, one of the hardest, least satisfactory things that could be at¬ tempted, no doubt And If it were pos¬ sible I know I'd be loving you richt now even more than I did before Just because you've boon so entirely nn 8ucces.sful at It Mnyi)e I could straight en out a point or two that must havt» been not qnlte cle;ir to you; maytie— but I don't want to argue b.ack at yon now.
"You say my telling you all I must tell J'OU can't help m.v e;iso a little bit. All right; we'll lot It .stand like that for the momont, Aud you say yon ar.> going to marry Mr. Wickersham. .Vll right again, but bettor prophets than either of ns havo made mistakes be¬ fore now I If he hadn't forced on mo one condition whicii I wonld have like! to be different I'd ratlier have hnd to mention no other man at all. Th;- Isn't the way I'd have chosen to te': you how much I oare. I'd rathor have told you a little at a time, but thore isn't timo for that now. So maybe it'll .sound cindo to you. I've not ro hearsed It with iiny other woman, yot- see. .Vnd if It does sound that way it won't help mo much, either, will it'.' But you're going to believe what I say' "Yon started baclc a dozen yoars n;- so In order to mako ynur explamuiou clear. I'm starting there myself so I'll be sure .vou understand. Vou've been griovin;: because you hurt me hurt mo twice. Will you stop now if I tell yon that I wouldn't o\-(imnt;o those two—shall wo call (licni wound; —for all the kindnesses of all the other women in the world? I did beliovo that you didn't think me good enough that first time. That was why 1 was cut deeper than you'ii over know. 1k>- cause I know it wus only the truth. I admitted it—remember? I admlttt><l It whon I said I was coming back. Woll, I'm back now. and I'm still not good enough, and not becau.so I haven't tried to be, either. I'm Just not ad¬ mitting any man alive could be that. Bnt I'm tolIin'.r you, too, in the samo breath that the man who takes you will have to provo he'.s a whole lot better before 1 stand aside!"
Fnr tho first time since he had begun tho girl moved. Tier head leaped b:!<'k She half lifted ono hand in protest. but tho very cladness in his face si lencod her.
"My turn." he reminded her qnir. ^leally. "Yon've Jnst finished a ratlier involved bit of rea.soning conceruliur the way other womon lore, a lot of which I'll bave to confess I didn't at¬ tend as closely as I should hare. Per haps that's liecause no man's method of carinc has e\er intoroatod me a great deal, except m.v own.
"I loved you when j-oii were a littl l)it of a girl—because I loved you! And I love you that way now. Your face was the first woman faco I ever looked on and—really—saw. .Vnd since that *irst mornini,' It's been with me— beon with mo a lot of times whon 1 didn't have anything else to look up to. I'ro Iioen less hniisiry for thought of you, loss thirsty when tho road trot pretty loi<g at timos. I-I worshiped you. 1)0 you hear? Why. I've prayed to yini. dumbly, wordlessly, ont of black bitterness, wbon It seemed that any other divinity must be too busy to give any heed to—to the ragirod little tad 1 was. Now. do you think I haven't known what It was Ioiil: bofore this to go oil when there wasn't any ho[)e?" He waited. Iler lircath camo in a lonir and qiiivorin!: aasp. "I—1 dou't think that I want to—listen any more," sho faltered.
Ilis face went whlto at that, and then ho was smiling again.
"I  tol(i  you  I'd  havo chosen  to toll you differently"—the drawllni;  gentle ness  was unaltored—"but  I'll  havi' to finish this  way now.    Tliere may not t)e in.'iny chances for me to speak, tnf I've come back to you almost too late .\nd I don't want to hurt you.    Why.- I'm going to koop the hiughter In your eyes and heart as long as you live, for 1   thought  It  would  bo a   woman   I'd flild when I came back, and I've found you still a girl—all save in those mo¬ ments when yon've seemed half boy to me.    -Vnd that is strange, too. isn't it— strange that I never know how much I wanted you to be like that until you tanght me the woniler of It yourself? My  eyes   are   stlngin:r.     I   don't   talk- quite plainly.    My throat Is too tight for easy srieoch.  for it's Just the old wonder iif you after all—Just the same —revoroii' 0. Isn't It?   I'll never let you grow up now.    You'll have to stay girl •-boy—all the rest of your life!    I've
other's eyos—quite nnneccwsarily It may have appeared to tbe small group on the veranda of the stucco and tim¬ ber place halfway down Ihe slope be¬ tween them nnd town—and there on the crest of the bill, mddenly con¬ scious of those eyes, tbe girl drew back as swiftly as sbe bad swnng to¬ ward him.
"What in the world will they think?" sbe brr«thr?d. "I've been gone since daybreak without saying a word that I was going. And It must be noon by now. Como-no. don't hurry! It's too late to liurry now!"
Iler cliin c.tuio up; the line of her Ilps lost its soft fullness. It was hi.'J hot faco which made ber aware of how surel.v her imfierionsly quick orders had stung hirn. Then slie was liack, knee to knee, at liLs side.
'That wasn't fair." sho said. "That was most unfair to me. Vou didn't think, did you. tliat I"—
His Interruption surprised her.
"If I shouldn't inquire," ho asked, "will you ploaso toll me and forgot I asked the question? May I know when you--you and Mr. Wickersham nre to bo"—
Barbara's face wont slowly crimson, flushed to the najie of her neck.
"It'.s :iot a certainty yet, tho da*e,'' she aaswerod kindl.v—"just late in thf} spring, I think."
FTe nodded. .Again she knew bow wholly unreadable his eyes could be.
"Late in lho sprinu." he repeated S(J softly tb.'it he might have been talkin;? to hintf:clf. "l.ate In the spring I'll havo two tlmo limits run out on me."
Wicl-xrsliam himself was coming across the lawn to meet them when they drew rein nt the head of tbs drivo^vny. Just as Miriam Burrell, with a studied deliberation that match¬ ed that of tbo tall figure ahead of her. In   turn   detached   herself   from   the
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around she found she couldn't face him.
"Is It my turn now?" ho asked.
Her answer was barely audible.
"If—if you have to-have It But I've told you how useless It Is."
"Would yon mind looking at me Just a minnte?" said Steve.
The brown head drooped even lower over the restless Angers. It shook ever ao faintly.
"I'd ratber not   I'm listening."
Hi^ laugh tilted recklessly in eheer tor at her refusal.
Ieame<I to \>e fairly sure ot myself, but, rm not asking to bo sure of you yet rd never want to bo too sure of yon tmloss all tlio rest of my whole world had como tumbling down .\iid then— tben I'll need to kuow always that I could stake my soul on your keeping" faith. I'd want to know that 1 could reach out and lind your htuid sea/jtx- tag for mine In tho dark. Youy' ace was tho (irst, girl-it's boen the onl.v one. It'll bo tho last thing I'll see tho last moment thero Is. sight In my eyes!"
nis slow, infinitely gentle voice stop¬ ped, rio sat head up before her. Then silently tln'.i' mounted their horses and rode toward the town.
^he rode with wide eyes fastened upon his face; rode with Ilps parted, all else sulimeri.'od In that wonder which quIck(>nod her breath. Once sho leaned toward bim as if to siieak and then shook her head at tho Inade¬ quacy of the words. They topped tho last rise In the dusty, winding road and raised the river basin and the town Itself In that long period of si¬ lence. There once more she checked tbe roan mare.
Quite on a mutual impulse they clasped   hnntia  aiul   loakoH   totn earh
"It's not a certainty yet, the date." sl"9 answered kindly.
throng and came duwn tho stops Bar- liaras eyes raised to Steve's, She did ndt stop to reason it. She couldn't have njado it sound reasonable had sho tried, but she did not want those two to meet again Just theu—those two whose boyhood quarrel had center¬ ed about herself,
"Won't you keop Ragtime until you come back to riielo Cal's tonight?" she asked. "I've kefit .vou loitering for hours and hours on the way. But It will save you a little time."
.Vnd tills timo Stove understood, fie nodded in reply.
"Not u chance?" he asked her quiet¬ ly. "Xot a chance?" Sho was wheelin.g the roan- "Xot a chnnce!" sho whispered. •Xot a cliance in tho world! But wo— Mr. Elliott promi-ed to show us the works this .iftornoon," sho added In the next breath. "Can you—do yoa suppose you can como?"
.Vnd thon as she turned the marr and wont skimming np the drive tj- ward the stable she wondered why .le laughed.
In bis turn Steve set Ragtime's head toward tho town in the valley. .Vnd therefore he did not see that Arc liibald Wickersham was loft standlncr alone a moment in tho middle of the lawn. Bnt Miriam Burrell saw and under¬ stood tho black rage that sl adowod his face. T.ong before then he had penetrated to the layer oi' ' nity be¬ neath his air pf boredom, ore than once sho had used that kno" edge ma¬ liciously to stir him. Ai.( sbe knew how unendir onld be h hatred for any ono wbo j..id ever made hlrn ap¬ pear ridlcnlons.
CTo be Contin lad)
Birthday
pleasant.
t' iHy.
A very pleasant. >irth(lay was given at tho b.imo of T'nangst, of Point Vhlilps on .11, in honor of M'      t'nangst.
parly
Cyrus
March
who
celebrated his 6Sfh birthday. A grand supper wrf served. The even¬ ing was spent e.ijoying good music and singing of religious hymns. Thoso present » ure Rev. it. E. Wiest, Mr and Mrs. r.rum Dilliard, Mr. and Mrs. W. M. Illgle, Mrs. Thomas Kocher. Mrs Asala Smith. Mr. and .Mrs. Joseph 11 eek iii ;ai. Mr. and Mrs. Henrv Humniel, Lir. and Mrs. Wil¬ liam Heckm-in, Mrs. Susanna Apple- bach, Howard Heikman, Mm. Charles Heckman, Mrs. Jacob l)e<^nier, Mr. i and Mrs. Alhert Bellis, .Miss Hallle Hockman Mlaa Nettle Deemer, Miss Edith De« mer. Miss Pearl Dc^emer. Miss Gertie Smith, MUs Maggie Smith, MlsB rmma Smith, Howard Zellner. Edgar Bellis. Samuel Bellis Willard Doemer, Clarenoe Heckman, Josepb Arndt, Ashar Risbner and Helllo Unangst. All roturned homo well pleased with the evenlns apent, wishing Mr. Uaancat many more bappy Mrthdajra.