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him." she answered
-‘lndeed I don’t. And it Isn’t
place and the life, Peter! 1
! >■ happy in two rooms—some
-anywhere But not—with
h!m. ; ”h. Peter, If I hadn’t done ft—”
IIA - beauty, as she pushed her plate
esld< and leaned toward him, was so
. tri n g that Peter, a lighted match
'half-raised to a fresh cigarette, put
down aimlessly and looked
thooi 'fully at the cigar°tte, and laid
thatlibovn, too. without tne faintest
consf j'oness of what he was doing.
The day was warm, and there was a
yttl J dampness on her white forehead,
when the gold hair clung to the brim
drooping hat. The soft curve
() f®r chin, the babyish shortness of
herli i er lip. and the crimson sweet
neWof the little earnest mouth had
never seemed more lovely than they
werJ today. She was youth Incarnate,
palpitating, flushed, unspoiled.
a moment she looked down at
table and the color flooded her
face; then she looked him straight in
[yes and smiled. “Well! Perhaps
It w[U all work out right, Peter," she
Svith the childish, questioning look
so wrung his heart. She linme
y gathered her possessions to
r to go, but when they stepped
in shiny Geary street it was three
o’<l jrk, and Peter suggested that they
wal down to the boat.
o|ov met Alix on the boat, but she
did not ask any embarrassing ques
tion.!; she sat between them on the
deck, blinking contentedly at
thablue satin bay, her eyes following
thJwheellng gulls or the passage of
stows, her mind evidently concerned
only with the idle pleasantness of the
moment. And always, for Peter, there
was the same joyous sense of some
thwg new —something significant—
Win‘thing ecstatic In life.
■'om that hour he was never quite
itßease in Cherry’s company and
tivoi led being alone with her even for
anllnstant, although her presence al
ways caused him the new and tingling
del; 1 1. He read her honest blue eyes
trti. , and knew that although, ilke
n’iir if, she was conscious of the new
rwp’ness and brightness of life, she
had never entertained for an Instant
th* flitting thought that it was Peter's
filing for her that made It so. She
th& gh*. perhaps, that It would be the
old childish happiness that she had
!n»'-n in the valley, tiie freedom and
Wn re and irresponsibility of the old
• next day she talked in a trou
ble, uncertain way of going back to
Red Creek, and he knew why. But
was so aghast at the idea, and
Pet r, who was closing Dr. Strick
law’s estate, was so careful to depart
ealy in the mornings and return only
at night, that the little alarm, if
ii&as that, died away.
■ next time that Cherry went in
tolhovn, Alix did not go, and Peter,
on the deck of the early boat
her, asked her again to have
with him. Immediately a
elctid fell on her face and he saw her
b® «t rise quickly.
she asked him childishly,
loo; Ing straight into his eyes, “why
we tell Alix about that?"
ter tried to laugh and felt himself
to tremble again.
what?” be stammered,
our having been three hours
at punch last week?"
—I don't know!’’ Peter said,
■Bihig nervously.
was silent, and they parted
without any further reference to meet
in for lunch.
H that night, when Alix had gone to
bed he entered the sitting room sud
#epy to find Cherry hunting for a
>k. She had dropped on one knee,
the better to reach a low shelf, and
wi is wholly absorbed in the volume
had chanced to open.
SOYhen she heard the door open she
and Immediately became very
She did not speak as Peter
to stand beside her.
t ‘Cherry—” he said in a whisper,
face close to hers. Neither spoke
tin for a while. Cherry was breath-
I hard: Peter was conscious only of
* slid whirling of brain ami senses.
■They remained so. their eyes fixed,
th sir breath coming as if they had
bt ?n running, for endless seconds.
remember the question you
me this morning?” Peter said,
you remember? Do you remem-
her cold fingers still holding
place in the book she had been
went blindly to the fireplace.
O '*"’hat?” she 'said. In the merest
th. “What?"
'Because," Peter said, following her.
of heady madness making him
conscious of that need to bear
her own Ups that she knew, “be-
I didn’t answer that question
mattered not what he said, or
he was trying to express; both
enveloped in the flame of their
B®’’ relationship; surprise and terror
eclipsing even the strange joy
B their discovery.
jMrT must go home —I must go heck
Mart tomorrow!" Sherry said, in a
Ht spared undsrtone, ax if half to her-
self. “I must go home to Mart to
morrow 1 I—let’s not —let’s not talk 1”
she broke off In quick interruption, as
he would have spoken. “Let’s —I’d
rather not! I—where is my book?
What was I doing? Peter—Peter—”
"Just a minute!” Peter protested
thickly. “Cherry—l want to speak to
you—will you wait a minute?"
She was halfway to the door; now
she paused, and looked back at him
with frightened eyes. Peter did not
speak at once; there was t moment
of absolute silence.
And in that moment Alix came In.
She had said good-night hal? an hour
before; she was in iter wrapper and
her hair fell over one shoulder in a
rumpled biaid. Cherry, sick with
fright, faced her in a sort of horror,
unable to realize at that moment that
there was nothing betraying in her
attitude or Peter's, and nothing in her
sister's unsuspicious soul to give signi
ficance to what she saw, in any case.
Peter, more quickly recovering self
control, went toward his wife.
“Pete!" she said. “Cherry! Look
at this! Look at this!”
She held the paper out to them, but
it was rather at her that they looked,
as all three gathered near the hearth
“I happened to finish my novel,”
Alix said, "and I reached for Dad's
old Bible —It’s been there on the shelf
near my bed ever since I was married,
and I’ve even read it, too! But look
what was In It —there all this time!
It’s Uncle Vincent’s receipt to Dad
for that three thousand that Is making
all the trouble!” Alix exulted to the still
bewildered Cherry. “It’s been there
all this time —and Cherry,” she added
in a voice rich with love and memory,
“that’s what he meant by saying it
was in Matthew, don’t you remember?
Doesn’t it mean that, Pete? Isn’t it
perfectly ciear?"
“It means only about fifty thousand
for you and Cherry," Peter answered.
“Yes sir, by George—it's perfectly
clear! He paid it back —every cent of
it, and got his receipt! H’m—this
puts rather a crimp in Little’s plans—
I’ll see him tomorrow. This calls off
his suit —”
"Really, Peter?” Alix asked, with
dancing eyes, “And it means that you
can keep the old house, Cerise,” she
exclaimed triumphantly, ‘ and we can
be together part of the year, anyway!
Oh, come on, everybody, and sit down,
and let’s talk and talk about it! Let
me see it again—‘in recognition of all
claims against the patent extinguisher
aforementioned’ —sit down, Pete; it's
only ten o’clock I Let’s talk. Aren't
you simply wild with .toy, Cherry?”
But she told Peter later that she had
been surprised at Cherry's quietness;
Cherry had looked pale and abstracted
and had not seemed half enthusiastic
• •••••••
It was a Sunday, foggy and overcast,
but not cold. The vines about the
porch were covered with tiny beads
of moisture; among the bushes In the
garden little scarfs and veils of fog
were caught, and from far across the
ridge the droning warning of the fog
horn penetrated, at regular, brief In
tervals. Alix was away.
“Cherry," Peter said suddenly, when
the silent meal was almost over, ’‘will
you talk about It?”
“Talk —?” she faltered. Her voice
thickened and stopped. “Oh, I would
rather not!” she whispered, with a
frightened glance about.
“Listen, Cherry!” he said, following
her to the wide porch rail and stand
ing behind her as she sat down upon
it. "I'm sorry! I’m just as sorry as
I can be. But I can't help It, Cherry.
I’m as surprised as you are —I can’t
tell you when It —It all happened!
But it —” Peter folded his arms across
his chest, and with a grimly squared
jaw looked off into the misty dis
tance —“It is there." he finished.
“Oh, Pm so sorry!” Cherry whis
pered on a breath of utter distress.
*Tm so sorry! Oh, Peter, we never
should have let it happen—our caring
for each other! We never should have
allowed ourselves to think—to dream
—of such a thing! Oh, Peter, I'm so
sick about it," Cherry added, inco
herently, with filling eyes. “I’m just
sick about it! I know —I know that
Alix would never have permitted her
self to—l know she wouldn’t!”
He was close to her, and now he
laid his hand over hers.
“I care—” he said, quite Involun
tarily, “I have always cared for
you! I know it’s madness —I know
it's too late —but I love every hair of
your beautiful head! Cherry—Cher
They had both gotten to their feet,
and now she essayed to pass him, her
face white, her cheeks blazing. He
stopped her and held her close in his
arms, and after a few seconds he felt
tier resisting muscles relax and they
kissed each other.
For a full dizzy minute they clung
together, arms looked, hearts beating
madly and close and Bps meeting
again and again. Breathless. Cherry
wrenched herself free and turned to
drop into a chair, and breathless, Pe
ter stood looking down upon her.
About them was the silence of the
dripping garden; all the sounds of the
world came muffled and dull through
the thick mist.
Then Peter knelt down beside her
chair and gathered her hands together
in his own, and she rested her fore
head on his. and spent and silent,
leaned against his shoulder. And so
they remained, not speaking, for a
long while. Presently Cherry broke
the brooding, misty silence.
"What shall we do?" she asked in
a small, tired voice.
Peter abruptly got to his feet, took
a chair three feet away, and with a
quick gesture of his hand and toss of
his head, flung back his hair.
“There is only one thing to do, of
course!” l.e said decidedly, in a voice
unrecognizably grim. “We mustn't see
each other —we mustn't see each oth
er! Now—now I must think how best
to manage that 1”
Her eyes, heavy with pain, were
raised to meet his. and she saw bis
mouth weaken with a sudden misgiv
ing, and she saw him try to steady it
and look down.
“I can —1 shall tell Alix that this
new business needs me tn town for
two or three nights.” he said, forcing
himself to quiet speech, but with one
fine hand propping his forehead as if
it ached. “I’ll stay at the club.”
“And as soon as I can go," Cherry
added feverishly, “I shall join Martin.
I'll wire him tomorrow —this is Sun
day—and I’ll go on Wednesday!”
Peter sprang over the porch rail
and vanished, walking with swift ener
gy up the trail that led toward the
For the rest of the day Cherry lived
In a sort of daze of emotion; some
times she seemed to be living two
lives, side by side. In the one was
her old happy relationship with Alix,
and even with Peter, the old joking and
talking and gathering for meals, the
old hours In the garden or beside the
fire, and in the other was the confused
L r
/n. W
He Seemed Absolutely Dumfounded.
and troubled and ecstatic conscious
ness of the new relationship between
Peter and herself, the knowledge that
he did not merely admire her, did not
merely feel for her an unusual affec
tion, but that he was consumed by a
burning adoration of her slightest mo
tion, the turn of her wrist, the smile
she gave Kow at breakfast time, the
motion she made when she stopped to
tie her shoe or raised her arm to break
an apple from the low, dusty brandies.
The glory of being so loved enveloped
her like a great “hlning garment, and
her cheeks glowed softly rosy, and
there was a new and liquid softness,
a sort of shining glitter, in h«r blue
I'etci- was quiet that evening, and
was gone the next morning when the
sisters came out to breakfast. He had
left a message to the effect that he
would not be at home that night, and
at four o'clock telephoned confirming
the message. Alix chanced to answer
tiie telephone, and Cherry, who was in
her room, heard Peter's name, and
stood still, listening with a shock of
But at eight o’clock that evening,
when she and Alix were sitting on the
porch, when the last ebbing pink of
the sunset had faded and great spiders
had ventured forth into the dusk and
the dews, there was a sudden hail at
the gate, and Cherry knew that it was
he I A flood of utter, irrational hap
piness rose in her heart; she bad been
racked with hunger for the sound of
that voice; she ha i been restless and
unsatisfied, almost feverish with l<>n/.
ing and duabt; now peace came again,
and content.
He came up to them, his glance
resolutely averted from Cherry, ex
plaining that he was lonesome! t Nnr
ing them that everything wont well
and making them laugh with an ac
count Of Justin Little’s recept''-:. of
the new turn of affairs. “He seethed
. absolutely dumfounded," Peter ‘-aid.
“He looked at the paper, read It.
laughed and said —in that lltta nerv
ous. smiling way of his—that he felt
It to be by no means conclusive—”
"1 can near him F giggleo .mix
“And I guess both you girls wm
have to come In in a day or two."
Peter continued.
“Cherry's going in to the dentist to
morrow," said Ailx.
“oh, so I am!" Cherry said in a
rather strained voice.
She did not look at Peter, nor did
he at her, but they felt each other's
thoughts like a spoken word.
"Had you forgotten?" Alix asked.
“I don’t think I'll go in. for I have
about a week’s work here to do."
Peter left them, without one word
or look for Cherry, who went back to
the house with her sister In a most
agitated and wretched state of mind.
She had the telephone In her hand, to
cancel the engagement with her den
tist, when Alix suddenly consented to
accompany her Into town; "and nt
lunch time we’ii take a chance on the
St. Francis. Sis,” Aitx said, innocently,
“for Peter almost always lunches
Feeling that the question was set
tled, yet restless and unsatisfied still.
Cherry dressed for town; they climbed
into the car; Alix's firm hands. In yel
low chamois gloves, snatched at tiie
wheel; tiie die was cast.
Yet at the station another change of
plan occurred, for as Alix brought the
car to the platform Anne came toward
them from the arriving train, a gloved
and demure and smiling Anne, anx
ious, she explained, to talk over this
newest development, and “whether it
proved to be of any value or not,” to
try to find out what Uncle Lee had
really wanted for them all, and then
agree to do that in a friendly maimer,
out of court.
“My first feeling, when Frenny told
me," said Anne, chatting pleasantly In
the shade, “was one of such relief!
For I hadn't wanted all that money
one bit," she confessed gaily. “I only
wanted to do what was fair. Only
two or three nights ago I said to
Frenny that it really belonged to us
all, and last night we talked and
talked about it, and tiie result was
that I said that I must see the girls—
we three are the only ones concerned,
after all, and” —Anne's old half-merry
am] half-pouting manner was un
changed—"tvhat we decide is tvhat
really matters!" she finished.
"Why 7 there Is no question that it’s
Daddy’s handwriting," Cherry said,
with what, for her, was sharpness,
"and it seems to me—it seems to me,
Anne —” she added, hesitatingly.
“That you have a nerve!" Alix fin
ished, not with any particular venom.
“That document throws the case out
of court,” she said flatly. “Peter Is
confident of that!"
Atme’s pale face flushed and her
eyes narrowed.
Cherry was flushed and uncomfort
able. There was an awkward pause.
"Board?" shouted a trainman, with
a rising inflection. The sisters looked
at each other In a panic of haste.
"I can’t leave this car here,” Alix
exclaimed. “I’ve got to park her and
lock her and everything! Run; get
on board, Cherry. I don't have to go
In, anyway—you’ve got a date!"
Cherry's heart leaped, sank coldly,
and leaped again, as with a swift nod
ot parting she hurried for her train.
The other two women watched her
with forced Interest as she climbed
on board and as the train slipped
noiselessly out of sight. It curved
among the redwoods and was gone be
fore either spoke again. Then, as her
eyes met Anne's fri->- lly, questioning
smile, Alix said ».v .rdly:
"I think the only thing to do is for
you and Justin to take this up witli
Peter, Anne. I mean—l mean that
you were tiie ones who proposed to
bring it into court In the first place,
and —and I don't understand much
about It. As far as coming to any
agreement with me is concerned, you
might just as well have gone buck on
the train with Cherry. I hate to talk
this way—but we all think you acted
very—well, very meanly I” Alix fin
ished rather flatly.
“Perhaps It's just as well to under
stand each other 1” Anne said, with
hot cheeks. They exchanged a few
more sentences, wasted words and
angry ones, and then Anne walked
over to a seat in the shade, to wait
for another train, and Alix, with her
heart beating hard and her color high,
drove at mad speed back to the moun
tain cabin.
“I didn’t ask her to lunch —I don't
care!" Alix said to herself, in agita
tion. "Site and Justin know they’re
beaten —they’re just trying to patch
it up before it’s too late—l don't care
—I won’t have her think she can get
away with any such scheme —I”
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