6 7b| A FOOL \Gk FOR LOVE By FRANCIS LYNDE J Author of "The Grafters," Etc. L (Cupyright, I'JOS, by J. I*. I.lpplncoit Co.) CHAPTER ll.— Continued. Mrs. Carteret was propped among the cushions of a divan with a book. Her daughter occupied the undivided half of a tete-a-tete chair with a blonde athlete in a clerical coat and a re versed collar. Miss Virginia was sit ting alone at a window, but she rose *ud came to greet the visitor. "How good of you to take pity on us," i»he said, giving him her hand. Then she put him at one with the •others: "Aunt Martha you have met; al;<o Cousin Bessie. Let me present you to Mr. Calvert, Cousin Billy, this Is Mr. Adams, who is responsible in a way for many of my Boston-learned gaucherles." Aunt Martha closed the book on her finger. "My dear Virginia!" she pro tested in mild deprecation; and Adams laughed and shook hands with Kev. William Calvert and made Virginia's peace all in the same breath. "Don't apologize for Miss Virginia, Mri. Carteret. We were very good friends in Boston, chietly, I think, be cause: I never objected when she want ed to —er —to take a rise out of me." Then to Virginia: "I hope I don't in trude?" "Not in the least. Didn't I just say you wore good to come? Uncle Somer ville tells us we are passing through the famous Golden Belt, whatever that maybband recommends an easy chair and a window. But I haven't seen anything but stubble-fields —dis- mally wet stubble-fields at that. Won't you sit down and help me watch them 80 by?" Adams placed a chair for her, and found one for himself. "'Uncle Somerville'—am I to have the pleasure of meeting Mr. Somer ville Darrah?" Miss Virginia's look was non-com mittal. "Quien sabe?" she queried, airing her •one westernisin before she was fair ly in the longitude of it. "Uncle Som erville is a law unto himself. He had a lot of telegrams and things at Kan sas City, and he is locked in his den ■with Mr. -lastrow, dictating answers by the dozen, 1 suppose." "Oh, these industry colonels!" said Adams. "Don't their toilings make you acho in sheer sympathy some times?" "No, indeed," was the prompt re joinder; "1 envy them. It must be fine to have large things to do, and to be able to do them." "Degenerate scion of a noble race!" jested Adams. "What ancient Carteret of them all would have compromised with the necessities by becoming a captain of industry?" She broke him with a mocking laugh. ♦ "You were born a good many cen turies too late, Mr. Adams; you would have fitted so beautifully into de cadent Rome." "No thanks. Twentieth-century America, with the commercial frenzy taken out of it, is good enough for me. I was telling Winton a little while ago—" "Your friend of the Kansas City sta tion platform?" she interrupted. "Mightn't you introduce us a little less informally?" "Beg pardon, I'm sure—yours and Jack's: Mr. John Winton, of New York- and the world at large, familiarly known to his intimates—and they are precious few—as 'Jack W.' As 1 was about to say—" But she seemed to find a malicious satisfaction in breaking in upon him. " 'Mr. John Winton;' it's a pretty name, as names go, but it isn't as strong as he is. He is an 'industry colonel,' isn't he? He looks it." The Bostonian avenged himself for the interruption at Winton's expense. "So much for your woman's intui tion," he laughed. "Speaking of idlers, there is your man to the dotting of the 'i;' a dilettante raised to the nth power." Miss Carteret's short upper lip curled in undisguised scorn. "I like men who do things," she as serted, with pointed emphasis; where upon the talk drifted eastward to Bos ton, and Winton was ignored until Virginia, having exhausted the rem iniscent vein, said: "You are going on through to Denver?" "To Denver and beyond," was the reply. "Winton has a notion of hi bernating in the mountains —fancy it; in dead of winter! —and he has pervuaded me togo along. He sketches a little, you know." "Oh. so he is an krilst?" said Vir gin -li, with interest newly aroused. • No," said Adanu. gloomily, "he isa't an artist —isn't, much of anything, I'm sorry to say. Worse than all, he doesn't know his grandfather's middle name. Told me so himself." "That is inexcusable—in a dilet tante," said Miss Virginia, mockingly. "Don't you think ao?" "It is inexcusable in anyone," said the tec.inologiar:, rising to tako his leav-». Then, as i parting word: the Koseniary sei iis own table? or do you dine in the dining car?" "In Ihe dining car, if we have one. Uncle Somerville lets us dodge the Jt . cuiu. y s cook whenever wc can," the answer; and with this bit ot Information Adams went bis way to the Denver sleeper. Finding Winton in his section, por ing over a bine-print map and mak ing notes thereon after the manner of a man hard at work, Adams turned back to the smoking compartment. Now for Mr. Morton P. Adams the salt of life was a joke, harmless or otherwise, as the tree might fall. So, during the long afternoon which he wore out in solitude there grew up in him a keen desire to see what would befall if these two whom he had so protesquely misrepresented each to the other should come together in the pathway ot acquaintanceship. But how to bring them together was a problem which refused to be solved until chance pointed the way. Since the "Limited" had lost another hour during the day, there was a rush for the dining car as soon as the announce ment of its taking on had gone through the train. Adams and Winton were of this rush, and so were the mem bers of Mr. Somerville Darrah's party. In the seating the party was sepa rated, as room at the crowded tables could be found; and Miss Virginia's fate gave her the unoccupied seat at one of the duet tables, opposite a young man with steadfast gray eyes and a Van Dyck beard. Winton was equal to the emergency, or thought he was. Adams was still within call, and he beokoned him, moaning to propose an exchange of seats. But the Bostonian misunder stood willfully. "Most happy, I'm sure," he said, coming instantly to the rescue. "Miss Carteret, my friend signals his di lemma. May I present him?" Virginia smiled and gave the re quired permission in a word. But for Winton self-possession flew shrieking. "Ah —er —I hope you know Mr. Adams well enough to make allow ances for his —for his —" He broke down piteously and she had to come to his assistance. "For his imagination?" she suggest ed. "I do, Indeed; we are quite old friends." Here was "well enough," but Wil ton was a man and could not let It alone. "I should be very sorry to have you jf-n r WINTON FOUND MISS CARTERET HOLDING HIS OVERCOAT. think for a moment that I woigd—er —so far forget myself," he went on, fatuously. "What I had in mind was an exchange of seats with him. 1 thought it would be pleasanter for you; that is, I mean, pleasanter for —" He stopped short, seeing nothing but a more hopeless involvement ahead; also because he saw signs of distress or of mirth flying in the brown eyes. "Oh, please!" she protested, in mock humility. "Do leave my vanity just the tiniest little cranny to creep out of, Mr. Winton. I'll promise to be good and not bore you too desperately." "But let's ignore Mr. Adams," she went on, sweetly. "I am much more interested in this," touching the bill of-fare. "Will you order for me, please? I like—" When she hall finished the list 01 her likings, Winton was able to smile at his lapse into the primitive, and gave the dinner order for two with a fair degree of coherence. After that they got on better. Winton knew Boston, and next to the weather Bos ton was the safest and most fruitful of the commonplaces. Nevertheless, 'twas not immortal; and Winton was j'.i&c beginning to cast about for some other safe riding road for the shallop of small talk when Miss Carteret sent it adrift with malice aforethought. It was somewhere between the en trees and the fruit, and the point of departure was Bos Liu art. "Speaking of art, Mr. Winton, will you tell me how you came to think of sketching in the mountains of Colo rado at this time <jf year? I should think the cold would be positively pro hibitive of anything like that." Winton stared—open mouthed, It is to be feared. "I —I beg youi - pardon," he stam mered, with the inflection which takos its pitch from blank bewilderment. ( CAMERON COUNTY PRESS, THURSDAY, CCTOEER 18, 19C6 MUss Virginia was happy. Dfltn'tai he might be, and an unhumbled no of tl* world as well; but. to use Re erend Billy's phrase, she could ma; him "sit up." "I beg yours, I'm sure," she said, de murely. "I didn't know U was a craft sec-en." Winton looked across the aisle to the tabje where the technologlan was sitting opposite a square-shouldered, ruddy-faced gentleman with fiery eyes and fierce white mustache, and shook a figurative fist. "I'd like to know what Adams has been telling you," he said. "Sketch ing in the mountains in midwinter! that would be decidedly original, to say the least of it. And I think I have never done an original thing in all my life." For a single instant the brown eyes looked their pity for him; generic pity it was, of the kind that mounting souls bestow upon the stagnant. But the subconscious lover in Winton made It personal to him, and it was the lover who spoke when he went on. "That is a damaging admission, is it not? I am sorry to have to make it —to have to confirm your poor opinion of me." "Did I say anything like that?" she protested. "Not in words; but your eyes said it, and I know you have been think ing it all along. Don't ask me how I !-:::>w it; I couldn't explain it if I : ::uuld try. But you have been pity ing me, in a way—you know you have." The brown eyes were downcast. Frank and free-hearted after her kind as she was, Virginia Carteret was finding it a new and singular experi ence to have a man tell her baldly at their first meeting that he had read her inmost thought of him. Yet she would not flinch or go back. "There is so much to be done In the "jorld, and so few to do the work," she pleaded in extenuation. "And Adams has told you that I am not one of the few? It Is true enough to hurt." She looked him fairly in the ejus. "What is lacking, Mr. Winton —tfet spur?" "Possibly," he rejoined. "There is no one near enough to care, or to sayj 'Well done!' " "Hc.w can you tell?" she questioned, musingly, "it is not always permitted to us to hear the plaudits or tho hisses—happily, 1 think. Yet there ara always those standing by who ar« ready to cry 'Io trlumphe!' and mean it, when one approves himself a good soldier." Tiie coffee had been served, and Winton sat thoughtfully stirring tho lump of sugar in his cup. Miss Car teret w.tii not having a monopoly of the naw experiences. For instance, it had never before happened to John Winton to havfe a woman, young, charming, and altogether lovable, read him a lesson out of the book of the overcomers. He smiled inwardly and wondered what she would say if she could know to what battle-field the drumming wheels of the "Limited" were speeding him. Would she be loyal to her men torship and tell him he must win, at whatever the cost to Mr. Somerville an. Darrah and his business associates? Or Trauld she, woman-like, be her uncle's partisan and write one John Winton down in her blackest book for daring to oppose the Rajah? 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