- CHAPTER X?Continued
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Sieep being entirely out ol the
question. Dale surrendered to Mulgrew's
demand for an account of
the night's adventure, after convincing
the latter that he had no desire
to eat.
"Guess you didn't miss me durin'
the wild ride for life," said Pink.
"You look funny around the eyes
Soita goofy like. Need sleep? Or
are you holdin' out on a pal?"
"No."
"Meanin yes." There was a speculative
look in Pink's gray eyes. "I
can guess what it is. kid. And I'd
sooner not."
"What are you driving at?"
"Just what you think. I'm not
dumb or blind. You lost your head
and didn't cover. That little dame
landed one over vour heart. So
you tlunk you love her."
Dale drew a deep breath.
"I know I do. Pink. And she loves
me."
"You ain't aimin to do anything?
silly?"
"Not the way you mean. I'm going
back to school and finish up It
isn't going to make any difference ,
in things Bu'. 1 am happy, Pink.
Really happy for the first time in
my life."
"Yeah'" Mulgrew relapsed into >
moody silence Well, T got one'
special piece oi advice for you. |
Don't spill your story to the dominie.
Not yet."
"But I must tell him Why in the
world shouldn't I?"
"I got my reasons." Pink's mouth
set in a stubborn 'ine.
"You'd better tell me then."
"Nope But I can tell you this
much. It'll worry him a heap
more'n you figure. He's countin' a
lot on what you're goin' to make of
yourself, once you get started. Don't
tell him you've got yourself throwed
at the start It'll hurt."
"Sorry. Pink. I'll have to let him
k.o w about it. I can't foul any
mere than you could."
"I thought perhaps you might be
over, when you didn't call me," wa;
Lee's greeting to Dale later in the i
afternoon
"1 couldn't stay away any long- j
ier." he admitted. "And I was won-.
dering if you had heard from your
"Thank you. yes," Lee replied,
her eyes shining with merriment.
He and mother are home. Mr.
Hudson drove them over in our
"Great! How is Mr. Brady?"
"lie says he's feeling fire. But
mother sent him right off to bed.
Would you like to go up and talk to
both of them?"
"In just a minute." Dale stood in
the parlor looking about a trifle uncertainly.
"Have you told them,
"Of course," was the surprised
reply. "Didn't you expect me to?" I
"Why, yes. Only I'm having a
hard time to make myself believe
it's true."
"You're truly happy?"
"I don't know the words to tell
you."
"You'll have to find some, because
I'm going to take you up to
daddy and mother. Is your courage
high, Sir Dale?"
"Yes."
Leo leaned forward and brushed
the sleeve of his coat with her lips.
"My colors," she said softly.
"Come."
They found Cassiu3 Brady
propped comfortably among pillows
with his wife in an easy chair at
his side. Lee vanished as soon as
she announced the caller.
"Draw up a chair and sympathize"
with me, Dale," was the lawyer's
cheerful greeting. "These women,
have me down and won't let me
stir hand or foot. Rank nonsense."
"I'm ever so glad you weren't seriously
hurt." Dale returned a smile
of welcome from Mrs. Brady and
seated himself. He found his courage
ebbing strangely.
"I'm feeling very fit, except for a
sore neaa." Brady's fingers touched
his scalp gingerly. "Oh, well. It
might have been worse. I want to
thank you for looking after Lee last
night. Rather n hectic time for the
child."
"That was all right." Dale braced
himself for the ordeal. "I think
Lee told you about?what happened
this morning."
"Yes," her father assented quietly.
"She told us."
"Is it all rightT" Dale looked appcalingly
from one to the other.
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"All right the way you mean,
I Dale. We haven't known you very
1 long, but 1 think we approve of
' you. Do we, Mother?"
Mrs. Brady managed a nod and
smile, but Dale sensed that tears
were not far away.
"Of course it rather tickles our
. vanity to give consent," Brady resumed
with a slight smile.
"We're quite aware that it would
make no difference. So you have
it."
"1 don't know how to say it?but
I do love Lee," Dale insisted steadily.
"I will try always ..."
"We know. If you make her happy,
it's all we'll ever ask of you,
son. We're both rather fond of her."
"You don't have to tell me that."
"There is only one thing to say.
Mother has insisted that I be the
official spokesman." Brady reached
; out and patted his wife's hand.
! "You're both rather young, you
know."
I "Yes. sir. Lcc and ! talked that
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i yet a start. I'm not afraid."
"She told us something ot the
| sort," Lee's father went on. "You're
. doing the wise thing. For that reason,
we would rather there were no
formal engagement just now. I
She pressed her chi
would be the last one in the world
to suggest that either of you would
change your minds, but you are going
to have the test of separation."
I "That isn't going to make any
difference."
"I hope not." Brady chuckled and
squeezed his wife's hand. "To be
frank with you, Dale, I doubt if you
have a chance to escape. Lee takes
after her mother in a great many
ways."
"Now, I know you are feeling bet!
ter," Mrs. Brady said gently. "Don't
| mind him. Dale. If you two children
are happy, that is all that mat:
ters."
"We are," Dale assured her. He
rose to his feet. "If you don't mind,
| I think I'll go and tell Lee it's all
] right."
i "Do you think that you can find
your way down alone?'-' Brady
smiled and held out his hand.
"Oh, yes. And?thank you."
With a boldness that surprised
uiiuieu, uaie watirea to tne side 01
Mrs. Brady's chair. He stooped and
kissed her'softly on the cheek.- .1
"I've always wante^l a mother,"
he whisperei And passed swiftly
from the rodttn, a' ,
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wanted to know, when Dale found
her waiting for him on the living
room couch.
"No," be said soberly, taking a
seat at her side. "They were wonderful
about it/'
'.'Do you think that your father
will like me just a little, Dale?"
"He'll love you. How could he
help it?" Dale replied.
"But you haven"t told him yet."
"Only because I haven't had a
chance. I'm waiting until we can
have a real talk. That will be tonight."
Pink's counsel was definitely discarded
now. Dale's interview with
Mr. and Mrs. Brady had settled
any doubts. His father must hear
it from him. At once.
Dale leaned back against the
cushions and studied Lee's face. He
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made no move to touch her. The
wonder of their love still possessed
him.
"What are you thinking. Dale?"
"You. Just of you."
"And of how you made me throw
myself right at your head? I never
supposed I could do that, but I'm
glad I did "
"When did you first think you
loved me?" Dale demanded.
"It seems to me it began that
first day. When we talked in the
hotel. You were so different?and
?
i
"That's the way I feel about it,"
Dale reflected. "But there must
have been some special time."
"Of course there was. The day
we took that drive. My picture day.
You gave me a little glimpse into
your heart then. I knew, somehow,
that J was the first."
"You were. I don't think I can
make you understand that. But I've
known always that there would be
someone iike Eiaine.
"Dale!" Lee caught her breath
with something very near a sob.
Her hand sought his. "Is it that
much?"
"Yes. That much."
"Then I do understand. Oh," she
' jjg ' ,
;ek against his arm.
told him impetuously, "I've loved
you in such crazy desperate little
ways. Happy and hurt, all at the
same time. I'll never be able to
tell you. But I want to help you in
every way I can. And I'm going to
begin by giving you up for this evening.
You want to have a talk with
your father. And I know you're
dreadfully tired."
Their lips met.
"Oh, Dale dear," Lee sighed happily,
as she pressed her cheek
against his arm. "You'll always
kiss me good-night, won't you? Say
you will."
"I wiU."
"Then just once more."
CHAPTEB VI
The lamp with the green globe
was the only light burning in Jonathan
Farwell'e study when Dale
looked through the halt-open door.
The window shades were lowered
and the minister's shadow. loomed
large against them. He sat at the
table, an .open bObk before him.
Dale dfew a long breath. The
final barrier to face. ?
"Very Father?"
"Come in. Did you wish tb speak
to me?" S i
"A minute, if you have time."
Dale advanced to the ,other_ sill4* ?t
the' table. Farwelt lifted Hirrnebd;
one' hand pushed the strands 4fi red
hair away from his eyes.
"What is it, Dale?"
"I have something to tell you. I
. . . I love Lenora Brady." He
blurted it out. Stood waiting.
For a long minute Farwell's black
eyes seemed to be trying to penetrate
the shadows that partially obscured
his son's face. His own features
were like a white mask. The
lines at the corners of his mouth
were curiously sharp. The thin lips
twitched a trifle before the words
came.
"Do you think that you know her
well enough for that?" There was
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no harshness in the question. His
voice was dull, toneless.
"Yes, sir. I wasn't sure, though,
until last night."
"Then you have told her?"
"I had to. She loves me, too."
"What are you planning to do?"
"Why, nothing now. I'm going to
finish my semester's work Then i
I'll nnd a job and . .
"Yes. Of course."
"I hoped you'd be glad. Father.
For me."
"Of course. But my first feeling
is one of keen disappointment. Wait
He held up a hand in restraint as
Dale started to speak.
"Do not misunderstand me. I
have every reason to believe that
Miss Brady is a gentleworpan. It
never would occur to me, I think, to
question your choice. I have always
believed the regard you hold for
your mother's memory would safeguard
you You understand, I
"Yes, sir."
"I have told you a number of
times. Dale, that I wished never to
interfere with your life. I avoided
trying to influence you in choosing
the work you liked best. Your success
in school has led me to believe
that you made no mistake. Before
long now, you will be out making a
place for yourself. The first years
will be the difficult ones. More so
than you think."
"I'm not afraid."
"Nor am I. But you are very
young. The nature of the work
you propose to undertake may carry
you to far-off places. Into countries
where life is primitive at best.
But it is in such places that you
will find your opportunity. I would
noi siress material success or comforts
too highly, but you should consider
these things before taking on
the responsibility of a family."
"I shan't be in a hurry. Lenora
and I have talked it all over. She
understands and is willing to wait."
"I am glad to hear it. You are
going away It would be wiser for
both of you to be content with your
present understanding. Much may
happen in the meantime."
"That is the way Mr. and Mrs.
Brady feel about it. We are not going
to announce anything."
"You are wise." There was a dis- j
tinct note of relief in Farwell's
words.
Dale waited for a moment. Then
this was all his father had to say
about so wonderful a thing. He had !
been holding to a blind hope that the |
two of them would meet on some
new plane of understanding. His |
father had loved Elaine. He loved
Lady Lee.
"Good night. Father."
"Dale. Come here. There is one
thing I would say?about tonight.
Your happiness means more to me
than anything in life. I hope you
will remember that. Good night."
Dale turned and left the study, unable
to trust himself to speak.
"Talk about a dumb lug I"
Jonathan Farwell glanced up
from his Sunday breakfast of toast
and hot water to find his housekeeper-staring
disconsolately from the
otber side of the table.
"What is it. Pink?"
"Them." Mulgrew indicated the,
covered dish held in his two hands.
"You know," he confided apologetically,
"1 rolls out this mornin'
thinkin' about it bein' Sunday; And
nothin' else. It's the kirt'c nroirin- ??
"I see."
'.'You won't break trainin' just
once and sample 'em. Dominie?
They look pretty fair today.!'
"TJicy are very tempting. Pink,
puiihisds my working -day."
"Sure.M, I know. Well, I guess
I'll have to worry with 'etn mysell."
He lingered ' irt', his tracks,
staring , M the place usually occupied'by
Dale. "Pretty flat without
the/kSdi dny more."
"Lonely."
A note in the one word caused
Pink to glance quickly at the speaker.
Farwell sat gazing abstractedly
through the window at flakes of
snow dropping from a gray sky. His
strong white Angers crumbled a bit
of toast to fragments.
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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