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Thursday, November 14, 1940 CHECffip^BD CHAPTER V Synopsis Audrey Swan nicknamed "Cygie," is the only child of a highly respected horse trainer. His farm adjoins that of Judge Castle, whose only son, Jeffrey, has been Audrey's friend since childhood. Now he is home to work in his father's law office in Parville. Audrey meets Jeff's college friend, Vic Quinn, and Olive Cooper, whom Jeff met abroad. Olive is thrown from a horse and is recovering from a sprained ankle at the Castle home, where Audrey visits her. Jeff, who has been with them, excuses himself for a moment. "Isn't he precious?" Olive ask ed with a light laugh. "He re minds me so of a little boy. Cygie . . . ?" "Yes?" "Has Jeffrey told you about . . . us?" Audrey Swan was conscious of a curious sensation. It was al most as if her heart had skipped a beat at Olive's smilingly de mure: "Has Jeffrey told you about . . . us?" "I don't believe so. You mean then ... is it congratulations?" Olive nodded and lowered her eyes. The admission came shyly: "Yes. We're engaged." With her words, her hand came out and Audrey clasped it firmly. "Congratulations!" she ex claimed cordially. "I think it's wonderful!" "So do I." Olive admitted, withdrawing her hand somewhat hastily. "I imagine Jeffrey's breaking the tidings to his par ents now." "I'm sure they will be very happy for him." "Hope so." Olive's smile van ished. "Of course, darling, you understand why we are not mak ing a general announcement. I haven't my decree. At lease, I don't think I have." Audrey experienced another in- A Gentle Laxative Good For Children Most any child who takes this mod ern laxative once will welcome it next time sluggish bowels have him bilious, headachy, listless or upset. Syrup of Black-Draught's fine fla vor appeals to most children. By simple directions, its action is usu ally gentle but thorough. Principal ingredient helps tone bowel mus cles. Two sizes: 50c and 25c. 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My heart has been free for a long time . . . that is, until I met Jeffrey over in Europe." Audrey nodded. The smile on her face felt frozen. "I think marriage will be very good for Jeffrey," his fiancee went on complacently. "He has lived a lonely life, after all. That's the trouble of us 'only' children, don't you think? He never has had the real advantage of a social life of the sort we will have. I'm selfishly glad that it isn't necessary for him to work for a living . . . grub, I mean. Clubs and sports and meeting the right people will do wonders for him. I don't believe he is cut out to be a business man, do you?" "No," Audrey admitted slowly. "I doubt if he is. But his father's people have been lawyers for sev eral generations, I understand. I imagined that he would follow his father's profession and take his place ... at least, that is what everyone here has always thought." "Well, a connection with some important law firm in the city might be an asset . . . like Vic's. But he works dreadfully hard, and it will take him years and years to get anywhere! There's no point in Jeffrey's keeping his nose to a grindstone." "Then you don't plan to live here?" "My dear child! I'm planning marriage, not retiring to a con vent! Country life a week or two at a time is bearable, but that's enough." When Olive spoke again there was an earnestness in her voiqe that made it almost sharp. "There is one thing, Cygie, I want you to understand . . . believe. I really love Jeffrey." "Why, of course you do!" The door opened at that mo ment and Jeff thrust in his head. "Secret session over?" he want ed to know. He kept his eyes on Audrey as he entered, closed the door after him and leaned against door after him and leaned against it. She rose, went to him with her hand extended in a frank ges ture. "Congratulations, Jeff. Lots of them. And happiness." "Thanks, Cygie. Hoped you knew. Like it?" "Of course!" "Think it's pretty swell my own self." "What did your mother and father say?" Olive asked abrupt ly. THE ELKIN TRIBUNE, ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA "They bore up vary nicely, I thought. They'll be up shortly to welcome you into the clan. Of course I told them there was nothing imminent, and all that." He turned to Audrey. "You're the only one in on the dark secret." "And I shall be very discreet." she smiled. "I appreciate the honor. Best of luck to you both. I really must be going." Jeffrey went down to her car with her. "I wanted you to know first thing, Cygie!" he exclaimed boyishly, once they were out of the house. "Told Olive that you were one of the family and if she didn't tell you today, I would. I'm a lucky guy, don't you think?" He was wistfully anx ious that she should agree with him. "And how! Best of luck, Jeff. Goodbye." , Judge George Castle, retiring to his library after lunch, hailed his son. "A moment, Jeffrey, if you please." "Want me, sir?" "Yes. Sit down. I wish to talk to you. I believe, as matters now stand, you expect to marry Mrs. Cooper before New Year." "Why, yes. That's the arrange ment, providing ..." "I am quite aware of the pro viso. Her father is Harvey Har rison of the Harrison Products Corporation. From all accounts, he is a very wealthy man. A mil lionaire several times over, I should imagine." "It wouldn't surprise me." "l should judge . . . rather, I am convinced . . . that you would have a low opinion of a man who was content to live upon his wife's bounty. Had you given the matter any serious thought, may I ask?" "Why, no." Jeffrey was a lit tle taken aback at the direct question. "Of course I had al ways thought that ..." "That you would be associated with me in a business way. Such an arrangement was in my mind when I sent you to law school. You know that has always been my hope and intention." Jeffrey, for the first time, was tempted to insinuate that his father's success had not been particularly handicapped by the million-dollar dower brought him by Louise Langdon. He content ed himself with: "That is the matter you wish to discuss, sir?" "There is nothing particular to discuss," the Judge retorted. "In view of a long vacation and your intention to support a wife, I as sume that you are ready to settle down and think of a professional career. In that event, I am ready to arrange a partnership with you. More than that, I am will ing to guarantee you a substan tial income from the start. Doesn't that appeal to you as a fair proposition?" "Very." The quiet agreement had its effect. "Now see here, my boy." The Judge's heavy features relaxed in a frosty smile. "I need you. In fact, I need you particularly just now. You are not planning to be away long, are you?" "You mean when I go to the city?" "I understand that you are taking Mrs. Cooper home." "I haven't planned definitely. Olive spoke as if she is expecting me to stay a few days ..." "Well, I shall have to make due allowances, I presume. How ever, I will ask you to return as soon as possible. Miss Dodds, my secretary, is leaving me." "Not really? Why? Not on my account, I hope!" "No. She tells me it is accord ing to the doctor's orders." "Lord! That's a horse of an other color. Why, I was ..." "And so was I," his father fin ished grimly. "What is still more to the point, she wishes to be re lieved from her duties as soon as possible.' ' The following Saturday, Aud rey received a telephone call soon after dinner. When she heard the voice at the other end of the wire she laughed. It was Victor Quinn. "Don't tell me. Let me guess. It's the old smoothie him self!" "How right you are. Checked in at the village inn, had mfr sup per and everything. If you're not going to take your bath for a bit, how about coming up?" "I can wait awhile. I'll be very glad to see you." Audrey discovered that she was unexpectedly glad to see Vic when he sprang from his car and came hurrying up the steps. There was something reassuring in his rugged, smiling face. Victor sat down at Audrey's side, lighted a cigarette without offering her one, and remarked: "Now start in and tell me all about yourself. Everything." "Well ..." she mused, "it's been a long time since we've met, but to the best of my knowledge and belief, I've been nowhere, done, seen, and heard nothing. Oh, I've eaten and slept and tried to be a good Girl Scout." "Hmm . . .m. That sounds in nocent enough. Almost vacuous. By the way, I dropped in at the Castle office this afternoon. I scarcely expected to see Jeff on a half holiday, so I wasn't disap pointed. The busy elderly lady holding down the place told me he was out of town. "If I had seen him," Vic went on, watching Audrey's face through half closed eyes. "I was going to congratu late him." "About what?" Audrey wonder ed how he had found out about the engagement. "Olive got her decree. Or per haps you knew it." "No. I didn't know. Then you assume ..." "If they weren't engaged when he left for the city, I'll stake my reputation they are now. I'm wondering what it may do to old Jeff. If he turns out to be the sort of guy who lets his wife support him, I'll walk all the way from somewhere and back for the express pleasure of kicking him!" Audrey pondered this in silence for a moment. "I guess they'll muddle through," she decided carelesly. "Which is a deft way of re minding me that I should worry over my own affairs," Vic chuckled. With that, he changed the subject and talked lightly of other matters. "How I have been running on!" he exclaimed in dismay when the clock in the hall chimed eleven. "Why didn't you tell me to toddle on long ago?" "Because I have been having a good time," • Audrey answered honestly. "It isn't often • I have a chance to sit at the feet of a man of he world and snatch pearls of wisdom. Mother sug gested that if you were in town tomorrow I might ask you to have Sunday dinner with us. We usually dine at one or a little af ter." "I'll be here on the stroke. Thanks, and good night." When Victor strolled in at the appointed hour, Audrey thought he looked unusually attractive in his fresh white suit, a rose in the lapel of his double-breasted jack et. He carried a sheaf of news papers under one arm and de posited them on the porch swing after greeting his host and fam ily. It was not until after dinner that Vic had an opportunity to speak to Audrey alone. "Say, Audrey," he said, "there's a re lease in the society news that might interest you . . . here we are." He held out an open page. "Oh!" It was a two-column portrait of Olive. Over it a caption: "Her Betrothal Announced." Audrey skimmed through the accom panying account. Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Harrison were an nouncing the engagement of their daughter to Mr. Jeffrey Langdon Castle. The wedding was sched uled for September. There was a mischievous twinkle in Victor's eyes, but he kept silent until Audrey remark ed abruptly: "How would you like to go for a stroll?" "Very much of a good idea, I'd say. Where away?" Almost involunarily Audrey directed their course to her fav orite big tree. "I always liked this place when I was a young ster," she explained as they stood on the shady bank. "My idea of a real time was to come here with a good book and a couple of apples." (Continued Next Week) Copyrights 1940 bp BittcMr Refitting Comport* dm J *eading the Agent Sinclair Refining Company (Inc.) H. P. GRAHAM, ELKIN, N. C. I * 4 It-:|| —— I _— j ' Xta ONLY ONE PAIR OF FYFS—AND You can give "light conditioning** | HH I I mi WtJ • better trial with an I.E.S. lamp. It's designed to provide the light . SO MUCH WORK |[ |>|| FOR THEM! 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