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"COME ON!" SHE CRIED.
fivnorsls. Major Amberson had made a fortune In 1R7 ,. ., - t
S3TLr fortunes, and the maratfln.n J V, 9 'n.??. when people
" ' Amberson laid out a 200.acre-eVl;nm:n;",, Js .
Major . rfVftontYSKl1!: tn roa? statuary.
and V' riflcent manilon MMUnlnw
the '"TrHd voun -wnhnr n.f"'
daugn- wver-realiv ,va wfi w 17,
Sen There Is only one chlld7 howoVo
Supbrmgins and his youthful accomplishments SSirfE&S'-'
hf4tePin Keeping with the mosfpessimistlc predictions S tti tim;!s
fi away to college he does not attempt to .mi ief h
Arsons are about 'the most imnortant famiiv tv,- -i "e .tfte
I6 SS5 ; that a -'Weer looking dSci" at wnomhe hideTpo
,hsthe young lady's father. He la Eugene Morgan, a . former resident S
gtfnirg. and he is returning to erecta factory and to build SseMaSaees
Shis own invention Eugene had been an old admirer of. Isabel's S7fhey-
had been engaged when Isabel threw him over because of a youthful
Sand married Wilbur Minafer. George make, rapid progres'S X K!3X-
CHAPTER VII Continued.
He groaned faintly.' "Aren't your
brother and Georgie escorts enough
for you and Fanny?" -
Wouldn't you enjoy It at allf"
"Ton know I don't.
Isabel let her hand remain upon
shoulder a moment longer; she
6tood behind him, looking Into the fire,
George, watching her broodingly,
thought there was more' color in her
face than the reflection of the flames
accounted for. "Well, then," she said
Indulgently, "stay at home and be
"We Won't Urge You If You'd Really
bappy. We won't urge you if 'you'd
really rather not. . - ,
"I really wouldnt,H he said content-
edly. . ;
Half an hour later George was pass
ing through the upper hall. In a bath
robe stage of preparation for the eve
ning's gayetles, when he encountered
his Aunt Fanny. He stoppe d her.
"Look here !" he said. . v
"What in the world Is the matter
with you?" she demanded, regarding
him with little amiability. "You look
as if you were rehearsing for a, villain
In a play." . r-
His expression crave no sign of
yielding to the request; on the con
trary, its somberness ? deepened. "I
suppose you don't know why father
doesn't want to eo tonight," he said
"He never wants' to go anywhere
that I ever hearL of," said Fanny.
What Is the matter with you?''
"He doesn't want to go because he
doesn't like this man Morgan. Look
here, what makes you and and ev
erybody so excited over him?"
" 'Excited !' " she jeered. ; ''Can't
People be glad to see an old friend
without silly children like you having
to make a to-do about it? I've just
been in your mother's room suggest
ing that she might give a little dinner
for them ' - -
"For whom, Georgie ! For Mr.
Morgan and his daughter.
"Look here ! George said quickly.
"Don't do that! Mother mustn't do
that. It wouldn't look well.'
'"Wouldn't look well! Fanny
mocked him; and her suppressed ve
hemence betrayed a surprising acerb
ity. "See here, Georgie Minafer, I
suggest that you just march straight
on rnto your room and -finish your1
aressing ! Sometimes you say things
that show you have a pretty mean
little mind ! - ---- :: .
George was . so astounded by this
outburst that his indignation was de
layed by his curiosity. ""Why. what
upsets you this way? he inquired.
"I know what you mean,' she said,
her voice still lowered, but not de
creasing In sharpnttas. 'You're trying
to insinuate that Td-get your mother
to Invite Eugene Morgan here on my
account because he's a widower !' .
"I am?" George gasped, nonplued.
"Cm trying to lnslruate that you're
tt-ltg yetsr esp at hUa and gettlns
een- wn the major'.
" ' ."'"f8 preaicted that as
mother to help you? Is that what you
mean?' - :v
Beyond a doubt that was what Mi ja I
Fanny meant. She gave him a white- I
hot look. "You attend to vmir nwn I
affairs!" she whispered fiercely, and I
swept away. I
George, dumfounded. retnrnod fn
ms room ior meditation. - I
He had llvd fnr i
house with his Aunt Fanny, and it
' - ..v j vw& 0 au Luc nn 1 1 t-r i
now appeared that durintr all thosp
years he had been thus intimatelv al
sociaUng with a total stranger. Never
before had he met the passionate
lady with whom he had just held a
conversation in the hall So she want-
ed to get married! And wanted
Qeoree's mother tn hin hor c-u tH I
horseless-carriage widower I
. ".V. VUU
"Well, I will be shot!" he muttered
aloud. "I well I certainly will be
shot." And he : began to laugh.
"Lord 'lmlghty I;
- But nresentlv. nt th thnncht tt thA
horseless-carriage widower's daugh-
ter, his grimness returned, and he re
solved upon a line of conduct for the
evening. He would nod to her care
lessly when he first saw her ; and
after that he would notice her no
more : he would not dance with her ;
he would not favor her in the cotll
lion he would not go near her!
. . ; He descended to dinner upon
the third urgent summons of the col
ored butler, having spent two hours
dressing and rehearsing..
. The Hon. George Amberson was a
congressman who led cotillions the
sorter congreSsnn a AmMrsoc
would be. He did It negligently to
night, yet with infallible dexterity,
now and then glancing humorously at
the spectators," people of his own age.
Georgie had carried out his r,e
hearsed Droiects with ureclslon He
nearseu projects wiiji pretisiou. e
had given Miss Morgan a nod studied
into perfection during his lengthy toi
let before dinner. "Oh, yes, I do
seem to remember that curious little
outsider !' this nod seemed to say.
Thereafter all cognizance of her evap
orated: the curious little outsider was
permitted no further existence worth
the struggle. Nevertheless she flashed
in the corner of his eyes too often.
She seemed to be having a "wonder
An unbearable soreness accumulat
ed in his chest : his dislike of the girl
and her conduct increased until he
thought of leaviug this sickening As
sembly and going home to bed. That
would show her! But just then he
heard her laughing and decided that
It wouldn't show her. So he remained.
When the "young couples seated
themselves in chairs against the walls
round three sides of the room for the
cotillion George joined a brazen-faced
group clustering about the doorway-
youths with no partners, yet eligible
tn hA "railed out' and favored. He
marked that his uncle placed the in
f ernal Kinney and Miss iMorgan, as
the leading couple, In the first chairs
at the head of the line upon the lead
er's right: and this disloyalty on the
part of Uncle George was Inexcusable,
for in ' the family circle the nephew
had often expressed his opinion ' of
Fred Kinney. In his bitterness George
uttered a significant monosyllable.
The ,'muslc flourished, whereupon
Mr. Kinney, Miss Morgan and six of
their' neighbors .rose and waltzed
knowingly. Mr. Amberson's whistle
blew: then the - eight young people
went to the favor table and were
given toys and' trinkets wherewith to
delight the new partners It was now
their privilege to select,
George strolled with a bored air to
the tropical grove, where sat his eld
ers, and seated himself beside his
Uncle Sydney. . His mother leaned
across Miss Fanny, raising her voice
i- ' . ---L "
over the music to speaK to mm.
er -UUO-- r: '
"Georgie, nobody will be able to see
vow here.' Toull not oe iavorea. ion
you nere. '
ought to be where you .can dance.
"Don't care to," he returned.
"But you ought" She stopped
and laughed, waving her fan to direct
vi. attention v behind 1 film. "A-OOK
uia wvlv ,
nvpr vour shoulder I"
it a turn on1 and discovered Miss
V Morgan in the art of offering
id nurSe toy balloon.
fonnd voul sne laugneu.
1 IOUUU Jf . .... iittth tt
fm nYirri as startieo. , , ci
m m m
- m ,.,- rr v w m
r ..irMt onirklT MM he CUa notl
move. "I don't care v to dance If
you n ,
"No," he said, rising. "It would be
better to dance." His tone was sol-
emn, and solemnly he departed with I
her from the grove. Solemnly he
danced with her. ; ;
Four times, with not the slightest
encouragement, she brought him a
favor: four times In succession.
When the fourth came, "Look here ! I
said George huskily. "You going to I
keep this, up air night? What do you I
mean by itr , ;.;.,,; ,
For an instant she seeemed con-J
fused. "That's what : cotillions are I
for, aren't they?"; she murmured. f I
"What do - you mean : what they're I
for?.- , f,.; ': " . i ; . I
"So that a girl can dance with a I
person she wants to?" I
George's huskiness Increased. "Well, I
do you mean you you want to dance I
wlth me a11 the . time all evening?" I
"Well, this much of it evidently !" I
sne lauShed. I
"Is it because you want to even I
imngs up ior maKinc me anery i i
mean ror hurting my feelings on the
way iiumer I
j , i
With her eyes averted for rfrls of I
nineteen can be as shyas boys.
sometimes sne saia, w "weu you
oniT got angry oecause l couldn't I
dafce cotillion with you. I-I
didn't; feel terribly hurt with you for
get - tag angry about that!" ;
"Was there any other reason? - Did
my telling you I liked you have any:
thing to do with it?" I
. . I
ne looKea ur Efentiv ana as coree i
toucmng ' yet queeny aeiightiui gave I
him a catch In the throat. She looked I
Instantly away, and, turning, ran out
from the palm wove, where they
stood to the. dancing floor,
"Come on!' she cried. -Let's
dance I I I
He followed her. - I
"See here I I he stammered.
"You mean Do you
"No, no" she laughed.
He put his arm about her almost
tremulously and they began to waltz.
It was a happy dance for both of
Christmas day is the children's, but
the holidays are youth's dancln
time. ine nonaays . Deiong to tne 1
iuui b-uuu auu Ai6 x - .c
liveliest time in life, the happiest of
tne irresponsiDie times in Ilie. MOtn- I
ers ecno is vnappiness noinmg is
. . . . . . . . 1
lite a motner - wno nas a son nome
from colleSe exce& another mother
with a son home from college. Yet
they give up their sons to the daugh
ters vof other mothers, and find it
proud rapture enough to be allowed
to sit and watch.
Thus Isabel watched George and
Lucy dancing as together'they danced
away the holidays of that year Into
the past. '
"They seem to get along better than
they did at first, those two children,"
Fanny Minafer said, sitting beside
her at the Sharons' dance a week!
after the Assembly. "They seemed to
be always having little quarrels of
some sort at first. At least George
"I Found Youl" She Lauflhed.
I , " . , . A.iaiiiw
did: he seebaed to be continually
pewmg ai mai iuwjr, uamtjr
I Z ktnA Htv ). a
uw, vwo- - .
" Tecklngr " Isabel laughed. "What
a word to use about Georgie I I think
I never knew a. more angelically.
amiable disposition in my life 1"
Miss Fanny echoed her Sister-in-
law's laugh, but it was a rueful echo,
and not sweet. "He's amiable to your
she said.1 :, "That's aU the side of him
I nrAtiMnt'li- h mlM tn nnvhnHT
nviuuu . .....w . . ..r ..
I y i hi rri I'lyj . w&. v mm wr t?--v
m ui wn w rA w iiiiiiiild - a.d a
oi ns wouiar . ..
look at hlml" 'v '
f "Oh, Tm not going to ? argue with
you about George 1" said Miss Fanny.
"I'm fond enough of him, " for that
matter. He can be charming, and he's
certainly stunning looking, if only"
Let the If only go, dear, Isabel
suggested good-naturedly. "Let's talk
about that dinner you thought I
"I?" Miss Fany interrupted quick
ly. "Didnt you want to give it your
self?" . : ; - ... ; ' v. . v .
"Indeed I did, my dear!' sald.Isa-
bel heartily. "I only meant that aun-
less you had proposed It perhaps I
But here Eugene came for her. to
dance and she left the sentence un
completed. Holiday dances can be
happy for youth renewed as well as
for youth in bud and yet It was not
with the air of a rival that Miss
Fanny watched her brother's wife
dancing with the widower. Miss
Fanny's eyes 'narrowed a little, but
oniy as li ner mma ensraerea in a nope- i
ful calculation. She looked pleased. ;
... . i i
a lew days alter George's return
to the university it became evident
that not quite everybody had gazed
with complete benevolence upon the
various young collegians at their
holiday sports. The Sunday edition
of the principal morning paper even
expressed some bitterness under the I
nenriinc. "fit m-fi -Ynntris nr th wr. r
knowing phrase of the time, espe-1
cially for Sunday supplements and
there Is no doubt that from certain
references In this bit of writine SOme I
people drew the conclusion that Mr. I
George Amberson Minafer ; had not
yet got his -come-upance, m postpone-1
ment' still irritating. Undeniably
Fanny Minafer was one of the people
who drew this conclusion, for she cut
the article out and inclosed It in a I
letter to her nephew, having written
on the border of the
Clipping, 1 won-
aer wnom it can mean i"
" George read part of it:'
We debate sometimes what Is to be the
future of this nation when we think that
1v a -? trFO TiiiKHA 0 ffo 4 i mor Ka 4.
m r v a . ui ti a u-hj wo ax
the hands of the fln-de-siecle gilded
youths we see about us durlner the Christ-
mas holidays. Such foppery, such luxury,
Isn't ' he worth worshiping?
few min.tes after
clana of the PalaUne, even in Rome's
most decadent epocV- With -his airs of
young mnora, ns iasi norses, ms go-o
. n . ... . , .1
fr()m a New T-ork tallo- hls recklessness
M.11M . HiivHr ri7a.rArin nisi I'ini iihh i
Qf money showered upon him by indulgent
mothers or doting grandfathers he fe-
spects nothine and nobody. He Is blase.
if you please. Watch him at a social
function, how condescendingly he deigns
to select a partner fpr the popular waits
or iwo-siep now careiessiy ne snouiuers
older people out of his way, with what a
blank stare ha returns the salutations of
some old acquaintance whom he may
choose in his royal whim to forget ! . .
ew penetration. Of such a
I public was not made. When we -compare
the young manhood of Abraham Lincoln
twentieth century- .r
uculc jttn ucu uu iuoov.u cue
ping into his waste" basket, wondering
why his aunt thought such dull non-
sense worth the sending. As for her
Insinuation, npnriled nnon th ft border,
he supposed she meant to joke a sup
position which neither surprised him
nor altered his lifelong opinion of
He read her letter with more in
The dinner your mother gave for
the Morgans was a lovely affair. It was
last Monday evening, just ten days after
semble a representative selection of Mr.'
Morgan's old friends around him at such
a time. He was in, great spirits and most
He will soW begin to build his factonr
here for the manufacture of automobUes,
which he says is a term he prefers to
"horseless carriages." Your Uncle George
told me he would like to invest in this
factory, as George thinks there Is a fu
ture for automobiles; perhaps not for gen-i
eral . use, but as an Interesting novelty,
which people with sufficient means would
like to own for their amusement, and the
sake of variety. However, he said Mr;
Morgan laughingly declined his offer, as
Mr. M. was fully able to finance this venT
ture, though not starting in a very large
way. Your uncle said other people are
manufacturing automobiles In different
father is not very well, though he istenot but, on the contrary, personal and of
actually ill, and the doctor tells him he fenslve. - , ;
rtueht not tn he sn much at his office, as Honnra msa ahmntlv Vilo -fa a 'rta
U ,, nn m. vnrv
which Is all that has ever interested him
AiitaMA vf Vila famflv T nnver rnnM nn.
ttws.u vii i. w ..n w -
oerscana it. Mr. morgan xook your
mother and me with Lucy to see Mod-
I jsska in Twelftn jNignt yesteroay eve-
I njn Lucy said she thought the duke
Jeska in "Twelfth Night" yesterday eve-
loonea ramer xu-e you, omy mu.n mo
I democratiA In hi manner. TTonincr that
- -v,-- atm Attractive
you are finding couege stui as attractive I got au about ' your grandfather own
" 6VW' AffecamtateiT. M Ing this old buUdlng. Don't you try
. v atjot fanny.
George read one sentence In this
letter several times. Then he dropped
the missive in his waste basket to
join the clipping, and strolled down
the corridor of his dormitory to bor-
row a copy of "Twelfth Night" lHav-
Via rHimo a Wa
uwiu.u vw . v.m..v. v.
I vhnA'v yofrvahoA hf tnAmorv of
w .w.. .. :. w
i .iiv r ifu w v w -.w
- wasa a m.mr a. .iii.iiir:ij - - - - a.r .! a .aj
I ra-se reum. -awwever, u.
found himself ImDelled in the direc-1
tion of correspondence, and presently I
wrote a ietter-not a reply, to his I
Aunt Fanny. '
Dear Lucy: No doubt you will be sur-
prised at hearing from me so soon again,
to the one received Somou since gem
back to the old place. I hear you have 1
been making comments about me at the
met-ier, ma.- some acLor was more uemu
cratic In his manners than I am, which I
do not understand. You know my theory
of life because I explained it to you on
our first drive together, when I told you
x wouia not tauc to everyooay aooui
things I feel like the way I spoke to you I
of my theory of life. I believe those who
are able should have a true theory of life,
and I developed my theory of life long,
long ago. - - . -
Well, here I sit smoking my faithful
briar pipe, indulging in the fragrance of
my tabac as I look out on the campus
from my many-pan ed window, and things I
are different with me from the way they
were way back in freshman year. I can
see now how boyish in many ways I was
then. I believe what has changed me as
much as anything was my visit home at
the time I met you. So I sit here with
my faithful briar and dream the old
dreams over as it were, dreaming of the
waltzes we waltzed together and of that
we piu lcu, uu yu u i
- - .." ,.
for me when I get home next summer
I will be glad my friend will be waiting
excepor?envenrV fi5SrSS .
m . ,... -
ver my life, I remember there were times
wnen i aouotea ir i could reel a great
gSVo'diacf ioToefe in
being hail-fellow-well-met with every
Tom Dick and Harry Just because he
happens to be a classmate any more than
careful who i was seen with, largely on
account of the family, but also because
my m-j)u-mun ever wuce my DQnuuu i
.31 111 1 j . -.1. J 1
From several letters from my mother.
aid one from Aunt Fanny I hear you are
mmhr -roVin la ahsmt T cnt a silver
frame for your photograph In New York,
have framed, . tnoueh as I told you
frankly, I have had any number of other
pris- photograpns yet an were oniy pass-
tioned in years past If I was capable of
much friendship toward the feminine sex,
which I usually jound shallow Wl our
your photograph I aay to myself, "At
last, at last here is one that will not
prove shallow.'-' v
Friend, this is from your friend,
I G. A M.
George's anticipations were , not dis-
1 t . - - .
appointed. When he came home in
I June his friend was awaiting: him : at
I J east sne wag so pleased to see him
their first encounter she was a little
breathless and a 'great deal glowing,
1 auu uuxb niwai.
Lucy and her father were living at
the Amberson hotel, while Morgan got
hls machine shops built In
I western outskirt of the town ; and
1 George grumbled about the shabbl
ness and the old-fashioned look of the
. . . , j.h w-.
hotel, though It was "still the best In
tne Dlace. OI course. Me remon-
Utrated with his erandfather. declar-
l ne whole Amberson Estate
"run down and out
at heel If things weren't taken in
hand pretty soon." He I urged the
general need of rebuilding, renovat-
ing, varnishing and lawsuits. But the
Mnlor. deplinln? to hear him ont. in-
terrupted querulously, saying that he
had enough to bother him without any
advice from George ; and retired to
his library, going so far as to lock
the door audibly.
"Second childhood !' George mut
tered, shaking his head ; and he
thought sadly that the Major had not
long to live. However, tnis surmise
depressed him for only a moment or
so. Of course people couldn't be ex-
pected to live forever, and It would
I be a good thing to have someone in
charge of the Estate who wouldn't
let it get to looking so rusty that rlnT-
I raff dared to make fun of it. For
Qeorge had lately undergone the an-
noyance of calling upon the Morgans,
in the1 rather stuffy red velours and
gilt parlor of their apartment at the
hotel, one evening when Mr. Fred
erick . Kinney also was a caller, and
Mr." Kinney had not been tactful. In
fact, though' he adopted a humorous
tone of voice In expressing sympathy
for people who, through the city's
poverty In hotels, were pbliged to
. ., a ' xrinA'a
stay at the Amberson, Mr. Kinney S
Intention- was Interpreted by the
other visitor as not at all Eumorousj
..v ..nAx mi.,
j31ia.ll MAC pica.-! C Ul lIUU( LL DUU1C
other " time when a more courteous
., . ... -
"Look here I" the hot-headed Fred
vnrat ont "Hon't von tnr to mat m'
i Knrst ont "nont von trv to make nu
J fT j Jlinafa " -o-aoTt
7. 1 , i
I hlntlner anvthine: at VOU! I simnlv for-
S Z ' " ';
I to put me In the light of a boor 1 I
I wont '
But George walked out in the very
I course of his vehement protest, and
I it was necessarily left unnmsneo.
Mr. Kinney remained only a few
moments after George's departure ;
I And ' as tfw' door dosed nnon him thf
. -- -
I distressed LUCV turned to her father.
- - - - m - w .
I hfvn In n condition ef Immodarntp
mmmw w - - w
"It brings things back so P he
managed to explain. Thls very Fred
Klnneys father and young George's
father, Wilbur . Minafer, used to do
just such things when they were at
tnat age--and, for that matter, so did
Amberson and I, and all the
restjof us! And in spite of his ex-
haustion, h4 began to Imitate: " 'Don't
ypu try to, put me in the light of a
boor!' . I shall take pleasurg in. call
ing at sometime when a more cour
teous sort of people He was no
able to go on.
"Papa,. I think they were shocking.
Weren't they awful !" .;,
"Just just boys!" he moaned, wip
ing his eyes.
But Lucy could not smile at all; she
was beginning to look Indignant. "I
can forgive that poor Fred Kinney,
she said. "He's just blundering but
George oh, George behaved out
She came and sat upon the arm of
his chair. "Papa, why should George
hehave like that?"
"Rather! But why Is he? He does
anything helikes to, without any re
gard for what people think. Then
"Good Night, MIm Morgan.'
a why should he mind so furiously whe
.!.. 1 i.ui. iki -
the least little thing reflects upoa
him, or on anything or anybody con
nected with him?"
Eugene patted her hand. "That'i
one of the greatest puzzles of humaa
vanltv. dear: and I don't pretend to
know the answer. In all my life th
most arrogant people that I've known
have been the most sensitive. The
people who have done the most la
contempt of other people's opinion.
and who consider themselves th
hisrhest above it have been thA most
1 t - - -
furious If it went against them. Ar
rogant and domineering people. can't
stand the least, lightest, faintest
breath of criticism. It just kills
, "Papa, do you think George is ter
ribly, arrogant and domineering?"
Oh, he's still only a- boy," said Eu
gene consolingly. "There's plenty of
fine stuff in him can't help but be.
because he's Isabel Amberson's son.'
Lucy stroked his hair, which was
still almost as dark as her own. "You
liked her pretty well once I guess,
papa." , . y - ' ,
"I do still, he said quietly.
sne paused, then continued"! won-
I der sometimes "
"What?" . . ' :r- ' ..
"I wonder just , how she happened
to marry Mr. Minafer." v ' .
VOh, Mlnafer's all right," said Eu
gene. "He's a quiet sort of man, but
he's-a good man and a kind man. He
aiwftvg Wfl- flnd thoaihinM rnnnt
dont think I Should have. Called
tempered," , Lucy said
"No. I don't, think he
is." .'. ;y, ' .,;v,..?;v,;,:. , ;
"Only when he's cross about some-'
thing?"; Morgan . suggested, , with a
semblance of sympathetic gravity.
I civing tnat nis intention was humor-
ous. "All the rest 4 of the time he's
really very amiable. t Of course he'
. fa more - n-rfect child th vho1
more a penecx cnua tne wnole
I " -. v w w.uuiujr
I behaved awfully - tonight . She
ume tmui reuzii xx9 certainir
I Jumped up, her Indlmatlon returning
I T. Zr. . uu&lux.xvu . -ciufmaj.
"He did, indeed, and it won't do to en-
courage him In it. Z I ' think hell find
me pretty cool tor a week or sol"
Whereupon her father suffered a re
newal of his attack of uproarious
laughter. , r t , ,
; George continues to grow
up. Signs of clouds on the
aO BS CONTINUED.)