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Audrey Swan, nicknamed
"Cyrie." is the only daughter of
a highly respected horse train
er. His farm adjoins the es
tate of Judge Castle, whose
only son, Jeffrey, has been Au
drey's friend since childhood.
Jeffrey marries Olive Cooper.
Judge Castle has always want
ed to make Jeffrey a partner,
but Olive does not wish to bnry
herself in Parville. During their
long honeymoon, Vic Quinn,
Jeff's friend in love with Au
drey, has substituted for Jeff
in the Judge's office. Return
ed from their trip, Jeff visits
Parville without Olive. He is
teling Audrey that Olive's
father is giving him a job in
"That's a pity."
"It's one of those things," he
offered grimly. "The sooner it's
over with, the better. I suppose
you think it's funny, Cygie, that
I should come barging over here
with my troubles. You've always
been an understanding kid."
"Best of luck, Jeff. Always."
The surprised roan bounded for
ward and settled into a swinging
gallop. Audrey was thinking,
Jeff never would be coming back
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It was almost lunch time the
following day when Judge George
Castle arrived home from the city
and greeted his newly returned
son. "But Where's Olive?" was
almost his first question. "I par
ticularly wanted to see her."
"I left her at home," was the
"When do you expect her
"Soon, I dare say."
After that the conversation
among the three Castles was of a
general nature, devoted largely to
an account of the wedding trip,
business and political conditions
as Jeffrey had observed them.
When the trio left the table. Mrs.
Castle smilingly remarked that
she would retire to her room for
a little while. "Jeffrey," his fath
er announced, "I have an errand
before we settle down to a visit.
I shall need the car. Tell Dean
that you will drive for me, if you
"I'll be very glad to, sir." Jeff
rey was experiencing a momen
tary thankfulness. He had in
tended to blurt out the bad news
to his father without any pre
liminaries, once they were alone.
But this made it easy to post
pone the ordeal.
Down at the road gates, the
Judge indicated a left turn and
did not speak until they neared
the Ross estate. "In here, please,
Jeffrey." The latter negotiated
the circular drive in some sur
prise, brought the machine to a
stop at the foot of the porch
"I've a key somewhere," the
Judge said. "The deed and title
search for this place came
through the office not long since.
Quinn looked after it for us." He
stepped heavily from the car. "I
have been curious to see the gen
eral condition of things. Come
along. Let's have a look."
Jeffrey followed his parent
without much enthusiasm, helped
him with the door and the two
began a circuit of the cheerless
"I should say that it is in ex
cellent shape," the Judge decided
when the inspection ended. "How
do you like that house, my boy?"
he inquired abruptly.
Jeffrey felt his heart sink. It
was his first premonition of a
fresh disaster. "Nice place," he
"Do you think it will appeal to
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Judge George gave vent to a,
throaty chuckle. "This is your
home from now on, my son . . .
and Olive's! A little gift from
your mother and me." The words
seemed to be coming from some
distance off. "We've always
known that we couldn't keep you
at home," Jeff heard dimly. "But
it has been our pet dream to have
you close by so that we could en
joy our grandchildren."
Jeffrey sat staring at his father
with such a vacant expression
that the Judge emitted an exas
perated "Well, what ails you?"
"I ... I wish I had known
about that, Father. Wish you had
told me. It's perfectly swell of
you and Mother. But it's like
this. I'm not just sure how much
of the time we'll be here in Par
ville after this. You see . . . Olive
likes the city. She's never lived
in a small town or in the country
and the idea sort of gets her
"Interesting, really. May I ask
where she does intend to live?"
"She wants me to take a posi
tion in her' father's office. Mr.
Harrison has been kind enough
to ... to arrange it."
"What sort of a position? What
are your duties?"
"Oh, executive of some sort.
We really haven't threshed out
the details, naturally."
"Naturally. But you are think
ing of allowing your wife to sup
"Of course I'm not! Harrison's
is a huge concern. There is no
reason why there can't be a fu
ture in it for a young man."
"But not for you, Jeffrey. You
will learn that they have not the
slightest need for your services. I
wonder that you can accept that
situation. We spoke of it once
before, prior to your marriage.
You were quite independent
then. You led me to believe that
you would settle down here as we
had planned so many times."
"You don't quite understand,
Father. I . . . "
"I presume," the Judge went on
coldly, "that this was all ar
ranged before you were married.
Did you know it then, Jeffrey, or
did you not?"
"I did not." Jeffrey turned ap
pealingly to his father. "See here,
sir! I can't let it stand like this,
if there is any way out of it. I'm
thinking about that house. I
know Olive was under the im
pression that if we came here we
would live with you and Mother
for the time being. A real home
like the one you have given us
may appeal to her. She could
have the horses and all that sort
of thing . . . don't say anything
to Mother yet. I'll drive back to
night and have a talk with Olive
tomorrow morning. Don't you
think it would be a good idea?"
"You are a better judge than I,
Jeffrey.' The older man's voice
sounded suddenly tired. "Did you
tell Quinn that you were not go
ing to remain here?"
"Yes. He was thinking about
"But he will remain now?"
"He wasn't sure. Said he would
have to think it over."
"He will stay here, by golly!"
the Judge retorted explosively. "I
do not intend to be let down by
* * *
"Well, and how did you find
everything down in the sticks?"
Olive Castle smiled up at her
husband from her breakfast tray.
"Oh, fine," he assured her.
"The folks are both well. Very
much disappointed that you
didn't come along. Had a chat
with old Vic in the office. He
looks like a million dollars."
The unexpected question
caught him so off guard that he
instinctively repeated Olive's last
"Why, yes. You seem to have
rounded up everybody you know
in Parville. I took it for grant
ed you wouldn't overlook her."
"Oh, sure. Yes, I did see her
. . . happened to bump into
Audrey on the road. We had a
little visit from the saddle. She
looked very well, I thought."
"That was nice." There was
nothing but innocent pleasure in
his wife's face and words, but
Jeffrey felt a sudden discomfort.
Darn it all, he had met Audrey
accidentally—merely riding past
when he saw her at a distance
jumping that roan. It didn't
sound so well as a story.
"What sort of a day did yen
have?" he countered amiably.
"Tiresome enough. Looked at
two apartments and neither of
them suited. We really don't
need more than ten rooms, if
they are arranged right."
"No," Jeff agreed smilingly,
"that's five apiece. We ought to
be able to keep out of each
other's way ... on clear days.
Speaking of abodes, darling, have
you ever thought it would be nice
to have a country place of our
"Hardly. Dad has his hunting
lodge In Maine, the place in the
mountains and the one down at
the shore. They're almost always
"I was thinking more about . . .
well, not exactly a farm, but a
modern house near town with
good stables. Enough to handle
half a dozen horses. That sort of
"I see!" She broke a bit of
toast between her fingers and
smiled provoklngly. "You're so
ftinny and transparent, Jeff dear.
What is up your sleeve now?
Come on and tell Mummy."
"I was merely asking if you
wanted a country place because
. . . well, because we have one.
Got the deed over In my room."
"Jeffrey Castle, whatever are
you talking about?"
"A gift. Prom your Parville in
laws." He was smiling broadly.
"How's that for something pretty
nice in the way of a late wedding
"Tell me about it. Everything."
Olive's dark eyes met his in a
level gaze. "You didn't know
anything about it before?"
"Cross my heart and hope to
die, darling! You could Hbve
[knocked me over with a feather.
Just after lunch, Father asked me
to drive him on an errand and
we went to this place. After I
had admired it sufficiently, what
did he do but tell me that it's a
gift from him and Mother to us."
"They shouldn't have done
that, dear. Sweet of them, of
course. Listen, Jeffrey. I hate
to be tiresome, but you're making
me wonder if you made it clear
to your folks before we were mar
ried that you were not going to
settle down in Parville."
"Well, I figured perhaps we'd
better think it over further be
fore we came to a really definite
conclusion. Now that we actual
ly own that place, I'd like you to
see it. It's just the idea of let
ting the folks down. You know."
"Apparently that's more impor
tant than letting your wife down.
I took it for granted that I mar
ried you instead of your family. I
still .want to think so." Olive did
not raise her voice, but Jeffrey
caught a quiet determination in
her tone that he had never heard.
Her dark eyes were fixed unwav
eringly on his face. There was
no suggestion of a smile in them.
He shrugged his broad shoul
ders. "I don't believe it's neces
sary to put it that way. And we
certainly don't have to be dra
matic about things. I want you
to be happy and nothing else
counts with me. How and where
we live is for you to decide."
Olive flashed him a smile. She
reached for her husband's nearest
hand and patted it softly. "You're
sweet, Jeff. About everything.
Come on, kiss me and don't let's
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be tiresome any more. If you'll
run away now, I'll dress. Oh,
Jeffrey ..." as he was starting
for the/door. "... I was wonder
ing. Why wouldn't it be simpler
if you wrote your father a nice
letter about that house? You can
be appreciative in your explana
tion. If it will help, IH write my
"No," he said quietly, "that
wouldn't do. I'll run down and
see and see it . . . through. He
wouldn't be satisfied otherwise
and neither would I."
"I'm sure you can smooth ev
erything over. Will you offer to
give him back the place?"
"You don't know Father. If he
is willing, I'll try to sell it and
reimburse him. I doubt if he
will want to do that. It's a little
hard to say, but . . . but this is
the end of a good many things in
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"Quinn!" Judge George Castle's
voice called brusquely from his
room a few moments after he had
arrived at the office.
Victor entered and stood wait
tog. "Yes, sir?"
"Shut the door. Sit down."
Quinn obeyed both orders.
The Judge appeared to be in an
ill humor. "Jeffrey was down.
He returned to the city last night.
He will not be back here."
"Not coming back? But I
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