Clem is wearing out her heart for Alan. Does he understand this? Is he keeping away from her for the sport it affords him to watch a girl's heart break? Or does he feel he is unworthy of her affection? Will she “catch” him yet? SREY see] Gre Maple House was ridir a happy wave. In on the lake to picule moonlight and in a body it returned: the little ones excited and wakeful, the grown-ups tired and reminiscent. Days followed that were filled with laziness and nights that rang with song. The cup of Ife was filled e brim with things. Sudden peals of unrea soning laughte ilidren at play, um bil f the plano by I amiles on happy the ony into | 1g the crest of $1641 iittie fo ng, ready like com- and turned But be- neath the vital dor When y paused to breath ft foun i aloof and Clem wistful unvarying BWeelness, One evening alone with Nan cornered him, off down “Alan” a great fool is it? Alan glanced anean mered. “Yon what 1 You're breaking her heart She felt Alan's arm stiffen moment be was silent, then “Don’t worry, Nance You're of course, bt, anyway. no Koing to come to Cl throu I'm going away ever 20 long. but SNomet to thi it wou until Mas into monaot Ses gayely tone und She had a8 himself frankly led him road towards Elm House xd into Which +} ‘or en open.y the » fr itl she said or a Fou vi great coward at her * he stam know mean "” Clem. For a harm gh lem me I've nt somehow 1 hing seemed to hold me nk it was just the Hill iid be all right for the general break-up dnt wnkened me up, and that I'm not rouidn’t me to stay on quite a coward yet is that I'm going to get up and run.’ They came to the entran e The Fims, but Nance led h down the road. “Run? Why are you going to run? lan, don't you love her?” A tremor went through Ala ae) know,” he sald, “whether I love her or not. If 1 ever loved any one then I don't the ing that new —newer over hay to non n's body don tf before, love her, th has come over than anything that has ppened to me. [ would rather sce her come down from her room the morning than to have wate hed the birth of Aphrodite, and yet | rather see myself damned, for all, than touch the bem frock.” “Why 7" lecanse not Alix called her glorious whether that was a bit on her part or not, but to me Just that. There Is a glory Clem-—the glory of pure light. think I dare walk into 1t? Me, with my scarred life, my blemished soul and the moral rags that only half hide the two? ‘That-weuld be ebwardly. I'm not coward enough for that” Nance sighed you I thought that if ov that knew a about must be you. 1 won't say things 1 was going to say. Just tell you that you women.” They walked back in silence, went into the house, but good night and stared down the road. His step qulckened and, walking rapidly, he passed over the moonlit brow of the hill and down. down into the shadows of the valley. Hard is the battle that has to be won twice, but when in the small honrs of the morning Alan returned and crept noiselessly to his room, he felt that fie had won, that he had put the fina! me would e and of TY on her it for me Once I don't know of hyperbole is she 1a about Do you er little women it Instead, 1 don't know Alan said | curb rein, that last refuge of a hung loose and forgot- was dressed In reechnes, breeches poor horseman, ten. . Alan himself well-worn whipecord soft hat, and adorned with roweliess spurs. his health Red Hill had done wi His body trim, supple and as vi- brant as the young horse under it. was saddles and saddle gear as he walked restive animal down the dipping lope of Long lane and with his riding steadily discouraged the early flies, intent on settling down business of life on his mounts neck and quivering quar thinking of Clem, go to get away from C tomorrow, not but Where could he go today? Once world had seemed to him a fenceless re it was good to wander, undiscovered glade prom- to an in his mind the w runk the yrtions Where Clem was, there Already ith which his heart forth turn to iis sole desir TO d the vall breasted to the ters. He was lem? Not sometime, pasture whe where every ised fresh palate, bu world bad of Red Hill was the whole world. MoOrsaeis t now hole sh to prop ' he felt the 3 rain w as horse the thought an hoofbent with lie heard him. He turned one esting ou th zed back through ane yeue was overhanging trees hand, its | ! an image, caught hiseye. How str He had ridden aod ad never noted such a 1s was sim fore. It Mpress, efined as ange’ i Lmes ana he bh thing be red us ed to horse was warm His the pie when physical terns I'he and moist, the halr cool and « pressed the hair down I jut when he hb wild and where! reasoned and tick he lmpress stil moisture. ore the why stared back at him. To his mood 1t cut off, discarded, smile of rebuke touched the horse With a fancies he with his crop ms his head. The horse spas ig forward, cleared the top of the hill the rhythmic clatter of he dasbed along the pebhle-strewn road seemed to cleave the still morning useless st his his hoofs ay draw rein until he bin dividing inke. Then wat and stared down the There was a smell alr. The valley, the of the West for of mols Ww hole ing for rain and even as lie stared the rain came in a fine, veillike that steadied tones of earth and sky to one shade of endless gray. Out of the gray iron on pebble. Alan quick, springy tread horse He turned and He feit the slow clieeks world, was expecting, wail mist the even came the click of recognized of a nhing faced Clem. in his trembled They did they even forgot Alan licked as dry as fever “Where's A flicker of amusement Clem's eyes. She slie could see’that 4 hie colot le at each other good morning They were been he asked. showed In not sm to say thin lips they had your hat?” his aver Alan was not, words he had saddled on a heavy mo- ment. “Halts are for sunny days,” sald. “I like rain on my head. Have you anything special to do? Don't let me bother yon.” “No,” stammered Alan, “nothing had well-uigh recalled. Alan started packing. riding kit. That day awoke to clonds that low. ered and bung about waiting for the fateful hour of seven when they might with all due respect to atmospheric tradition start In with an all-day rain, but long before the hour struck Alan Lind foraged for a biscuit and a glass of milk and wus mounted and away for a last ride Aldn rode with the ease of one born | fo the saddle, There wns nothing of | the cow hoy in Lis up. He used a mere patel of a han i addle, fitted ey » to his horse’ and | with a light hand. He left out his re $31 back. lo wel an thie aga i “Do you remember,” Clem “years ago 1 asked you to for a ride, and you said not ve never had with you. I want it now.” Her eyes were fixed on his him. “I am ready” lipa She turned lowed. and then at a trot went on, then but and held her horse and he fol Her horse broke into a galiop. She flleked him with her whip and his gathered limbs stretched out for a free run. The go- Alan had fallen behind. face, Swaying branches drops of water on him. hat, The flashed and he began to ride. himself agaln, showered cotild not get on even terms; Clem held the middie of the snrrow track. Sud. i denly they hurst into the broad Low road. With a they made the torn. on Clem'as quarter, “stop! t (ant Clem.” he erled, fair to the horses.” body swayed to the bends of the road; | her shoulders were braced; a taut rein. Alan tried to draw even, a spurt Clem’s spurted too. Alan grew He watched Clem's whip, bul He settled into the and rode blindly. His horse catch up or he would kill him. He was gaining, A moment more at pace and he could reach Clem's reins below her horse's neck. Then Clem swerved again into a half wood-road and Alan's horse broke out, and followed, a poor second Alan's face and hands were badly scratched, but he rode on doggedly. It never occurred to him up the In the end he would catch up: knew that, but what puzzled him should do to Clem caught her. Anyone woman, he would give a riding whip for but not Clem. Alan that there something in ( that a man could not break The wood road to glve chase, he he when else, man taste of their thelr Or own own good, suddenly knew wns em made a the willin hard 1 gradual g horses took at gallop. They left the » + AREERE | ” *Clem,” He Cried, “Stopl” of below them acr they the valley scurried O88 An “jent clearing 80 and branches long Then ca pushed ough brush and burst out on to the bald back mountain me another slear run over crisp terspersed with and hindering bowlde At the highest point trysaide Clem suddenly from her could reach her in wel, slippery stones I's in all drew the horse hefore She stood with one ross the saddie-horn and waited for im Alan minelf threw hi from his His hand horse itching to grip } but be held lid you do eyes rer shou ther 3 at it for?” his wilde biazing ‘lem looked hi ran after anyone “What?” foundations slippi Here was a per Percent Wayne and never turn a mental hair “How do yon lke 1t7 Clem in an even, firm voloe m over coully. “Ever Alan? gtuttered Alan He [eit ng from under him who oon id before, SON “1'n you life "ve been night 1 heard him tell t for and faced what 1 did i running after you, Last you packing. 1 knew what you were doing-—you were getting ready away. Before you went I wanted you to run after A sort of consolation prize to pride.” Alan's face hardened. “Stop, Clem You can't talk like that to me and you talk like that fo yourself.” He looked at Clem and the blood surged his neck and face At that mo was beautiful to him be wildest dreams of fair fairly All my to me. just once, can't ment Clem yond the women Her right arm was still hooked over the double horm of her saddle and her left hand holding a slim rid ing whip hung at ber glide. To the vel lapels of her coat clung ittle drops of rain. Her hair was braided and firmly tied in a double fold at the back of her neck, but short strands had escaped from durapnce and played about her head. Her head, like the velvet lapels, was dusted with little Her checks were flushed, her agitated, her lips ‘tremulous, Only her eyes were steady. Alan took off his coat and threw it over a rock. inshes. Clem strode to another rock and sat down. “You are absurd. Your coat Pat it on" “Put your coat om” Alan obeyed; then he sat down be- fore her, but turned his eyes away and gazed rather vacantly over the whole | wet workl. “If ever two people have | known each other without words, it's you and me. Never mind the grammar. Even unshackled words | clouds are with rain. “Nature, taken by and large, is a | funny outtit, and the funniest things in want | he world sees 2 good man, clean and straight, married to a faith- less woman and laughs. Men see a pre girl give her all to a cad, and they say, ‘It's always the rotters that get the plek,’ and they laugh too. But down fn the bottom of our hearts we know that these things are things for tears,” “Yes, Alan,” sald Clem as he paused, She was no longer imperious, only at- tentive, with chin in hands and elbows on knees “You know me.” went on Alan, “but there are things about me that you do not things you that you have no understanding for, thank God. I don't even know how to pleture them to ' : ag KUOW LUeIoOwW you “Yes, Alan bush hands, Alan,” sald Clem softly plecked a bit of huckleberry and jsted It nervously in his “First of all I've got to tell what hought you that and O tei t tw vou knew, what over you came into WE there is of and you can't hav mie is yours over then I've got e it.” tremble aguin, why lem's eyes, ered, an wen settled to a rly flame “You've seen peopie smilo—overvone Alan ¢ had has It has & ile of sort went on “rid a body think that a ? To pyer smi! and soul me it and a soul that i} you that they have never pan to a ribald jest or added cruelty smiles and women and rarer vou'll find ith dea nial, They are ve are /RIMONg among or one su “My God! My God!" He Cried. ose eves hold the shadows of nut gotten sins “Well” said ( Alan sighed. words you must read for § dead—1 killed gliive—alive ¥ it pure, guarded its i shall lem +5 “Between gmile 5 1 yor - t long ag st have irs i= 3 HAAN are ready to I bave noth shell, 1 have kept gained the whe The little strengtl of my soul conid carry beacon and drag dearest of all women--I| mruch for that. You've got to trust The things I koow that you do not know shove the duty of on to my shoulders. 1 could an but I won't’ inoked at like one rehearsing a wig all give al to give. nothing I have yi your it dow Clem love you ton me empty shell, Alan had had talked not Clem. ies |SOn. world He dropped and his hands, gripped each and fan the bit of bush, locked about his knees. other til the knuckles fingers showed white sgainst of his thin wrists When jure eyes him. “Is that asked Alan sprang up and faced her, All? he cried. “lan't it enough?" Clem rose to her feet. In her uplift. ed right band she held her agate beaded riding whip. Alan's eyes fas tend on it as she meant them to do Then, with a full, free swing, she flung it from her. The whip. weighted by the agate bead, described a long curve through the alr and plunged into the brush far down the mountain side | “That,” Clem cried, her eyes flashing into his, “for the beacon. 1 kept it for you. It was too good for you: yon would not take it. so there it goes.” Her lips trembled and she snapped her fingers. “It Is not worth that to me” “Clem!” cried Alan, protesting. “Don't speak,” sald Clem; “you have sald what you had to say. Now listen to me. You are blind, Alan, or worse than that, asleep. I'm not a thin | legged elf with skirts bobbing above {| my knees any more. You can't make me swillow my protests today with Clem, you mustn't this and you mustn't that! closed your eves on long enough. a woman, Alan, bone, great deal of flesh, I love you, | you say you lave me.’ upon all she | | I'm i { gosture wi think I love In yon? The things you have spent? The things you have thrown away? Has a woman ever fallen in love with a man because he was perfect?’ Clem made a despond- ing gesture with both hands as though she sought words that would not come, “Some men clap a wife to them- selves,” she went lid on to a hot fire on on, If the just let dross with there is she woman Knows left if it, A always something es. And even not know it, it would be the same, would rather give all for never in i man oy nothing ve at all” voice fell into a ngs you know that I What a child you half-witted knowledge Zi Clem's “The thi kno w! men A with more lower | do gre woman “4 than th of you ever ta she learns is tl nat life edge.” Clem stopped that speaking an wandered She had Ln drew a Her face sudden col and | hands to her been pi surged up over | nto her cheeks, She forehead gasped, Il ama m I aun 1h 1 fired hare Ler 8 Yé2 al her Hix iNSwWer, OW eiige nleasure ike and pa the fzht ier “4 swWayin { ched they Alix cable and had left at She had but one th ing nome und had once That WAS after the Hill a ived a aor town ould mean | at last o it { had cabled thrill w { I nione erry wong back from that Ever givee hie had note Alix. thr | doubting weeks at Plranhas and lon days of questioning and hesitation board the slow fi hter that bearing hit erry had fighting bimself. Only Lieber i death and his burial which had ridden post-haste, had come tween as a solemn truce On the freighter he had had enough and to spare to think. ¢pent hours golug over ground time and time again he sat in his chair on the deck, staring ont to sea, and over the circle of his time he had left home. bered sitting thus on the way out. remembered the turmoll his mind had been in and the apathy tdat had fol jowed, the long rest at Pernambuco, the trip down the coast and up the river, the glorious, misty morning at Piranhas, Margarita, catastrophe, awakening. What did thasayakening stand for? Again he thought, if he conld choose--would he wish to be back as he was before--as he was on the way out? A voice within him sald ! was barbados yerey written his short to on elghter Bove aoe is to the short bridge. making over Will Gerry have the courage to confess everything to Alix? 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