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THE FORBIDDEN YEARS by WADSWORTH CAMP 33 The argument went on. Barbara thought Gray was at the point of defeat. He laughed fmpatlcntly. “Isn’t the whole thing fun damentally your fault, Doc tor dear?” Barbara could fancy Dr. Morris’ denial. “But it is," Gray insisted, ■‘because you brought me into the world. So you owe it to me to put this right.” After a moment he hung up, sighing, mopping his face. “Old brick’s coming, al though he suggested he did suggest that Father and Mother were a trifle more iundamen tally responsible than he for bringing this precous morsel into the world. Heigh-ho! That’s done, and you need something to brace you, Barbara. Any pre-war hemlock in the house?” Faintly she said that there wasn’t. She tried to thank him. “It was good of you, Gray. I know how hard it must have been to ask Dr. Morris.” Gray slapped his hip fu tilely. “Any modified murder in your overalls, Masters?” Harvey shook his head. “She ought to have some thing.” Gray stared down at Bar bara. The dread was In his eyes again. “You’re too white Barbara. Don't look like that. You frighten me," 'It’s nothing.” “1 could shake up a pot of eoffee or tea.” “There Isn’t any of either, Gray.” He tried to laugh. "Then fetch her a hooker of bracing top water, Masters.” Alarmed he called after Harvey. “And hurry It.” He knelt beside Barbara, And grasped her shoulders. There was no resistance, no response. He snatched the glass from Harvey, held It to Barbara’s lips, dabbed his handkerchief In the water, awkwardly bathed her tem ples. Harvey strained forward. “Has she fainted?” Gray went on with his in efficient ministrations. “I hope that’s all. Gad! What a brotherly love I’ve got for you!” Harvey grasped Gray’s shoulder. “Just the same, Manvel, I want you to get one thing clear before she comes to. I heard enough of what you said to justify me for trying to use the knife on you. I’m sorry for what I did to her; that can’t ever be undone; but I’ll stop at nothing to beat you. At the start I want you to, understand that I haven’t the smallest intention of leav ing you here with her to night. When you go I go, not a second before.” His voice was low and fa natically earnest, yet Gray <fldn’t seem to hear him. “Get more water. Oughtn’t •he be coming out of it?” After he had refilled the glass Harvey persisted in his deadly serious way. “I won’t leave you alone With her. I’ll never leave you alone with her.” Barbara stared and opened ker eyes. "I’m ashamed.” Oray soothed her. “Keep quiet until the doctor tomes.” Dr. Morris, when Harvey let Ifclm In, looked disapprovingly from one to another. "Don’t tell me who was re Loe Angeles Seeks New Name for Gigolos hoe Angeles—lUP)—Los Angeles fencing men—those who kiss and tell—are up in arms because the public refines to call them anything Cut “gigolos." They want to be called “dancing iacorts,'’ or “tangoista," or aome fclng—not gigolos. “We admit our business 1* wo Hen—young, middle-aged, old. To inine tangolst we're aold sponsible for this—accident. I haven’t the slightest curio sity.” He went to Barbara. “I thought you’d had enough experience, Miss Nor cross, not to play with dyna mite.” "Please don’t scold. Doctor.” Harvey spoke gruffly. "My fault.” The doctor shook a finger at him. "Quite! I won’t be told how It happened.” Competently he went about his work. When he had fin ished with the bandage he patted Barbara’s cheek. "I dare say you’ll be all right, but you’ll have to carry your arm in a sling for a few days.” Barbara rebelled. "You’re forgetting my work.” "My dear girl, I'm a phy sician, not a miserly stranger. You'll have to play with your arm trussed up, or not at all.” How would she account for her injury to Hackey and Ru lon, and with a sinking heart she remembered that she couldn’t put Rulon off again; to-morrow night Vie meant to come to an understanding with her. She grasped Dr. Morris’s hand. “It was dear of you to come.” Through the doctor’s se verity she caught the Indul gent twinkling. “It’s been twice Miss Nor cross. Don’t count on me a third time. If an old man may offer advice avoid a third time. You’ve been lucky so far. Drop in my office towards evening to-morrow, and I’ll change the bandage.” Gray wanted to know if she ought to be left alone, if she oughtn’t to have a nurse, but the doctor humored her plea that she was perfectly fit to look after herse'lf. “Provided you avoid bad company,” he added dryly. And he refused to let Gray thank him. At the door he placed his hand on Gray’s shoulder. “I needn’t point out to you the simplest way to express your gratitude.” He closed the door with Just the smallest suggestion of slamming it. Patently Gray had absorbed Harvey’s pronouncement. “We follow like scared rab bits, Masters. She’s got to have rest if she’s to carry on to morrow.” Barbara looked warily from ont to the other. “You’ll both promise to go straight home? You’ll both swear there’ll be no more trduble to-night?” Gray raised his right hand, and tried to laugh, but his voice was sullen. “You can trust me, Barbara. I swear.” Harvey’s head Jerked an assent, but it was not con vincing. “I’ll see how you are to morrow,” Gray said. He barely touched her hand. He, too, was wary of Harvey. On the sidewalk, indeed, Har vey threatened again with his quite, determined manner. “You’ll not see her to-mor row.” Gray managed to keep his temper. “Get on to yourself, man.” Harvey smiled. “I am. I don’t want you to go near her until she’s straightened out her perspec tive that you’ve twisted out of all shape.” Gray’s mouth curled In a sneer. . nightly to push and to haul and to I tow,” they admit. So to avoid tht disgrace of be ing a ‘gigolo” the California Ho tel Men's association has taken up the dancers’ battle and has offered a prize for the best ‘‘gigolo'’ substi J tute offered. Steady Decline Reported In Farm Mortgages Washington — (UP)—A steady, four year decline 111 farm mort gage loans ig reported by the Ped “Maybe you’ll birc a firm of sleuths to put a cordon around her.” “That’s one way,” Harvey said. “And have you thought, Manvel, that your left-handed affection here would seem pretty queer to Miss fielder?” Gray turned his back “For God’s sakp leave her out of it; or let me sugest that you carry the glad news to my father, my mother, the cook, and the cook’s cat. They’re all capable of scratch ing back. Good-night.” He walked purposefully away, while Harvey went thoughtfully in his owm direc tion. Gray let himself in quietly, expecting to find the guests scattered and the family gone to bed long since, but from the hall he became cautiously aware of a light in the library. It wasn’t Mr. Manvel’s habit to sit up in solitude so late; anyway, after what had hap pened, Gray wasn’t in a mood for chatter even with his father, so he started on tiptoe for the stairs, but Esther’s flat tones stopped him. “That you, Gray darling? Enter. Here’s food for you, and drink.” With his sullen gesture he thrust his hands into his pockets and stalked in. “Thought you’d cleared out.” Esther beamed. “Couldn’t bear to sleep with out a nocturnal salute from my knight. Steve’s here, too. We’ve raided the pantry. Par take of the rare joints we lifted.” Gray saw Steve then, draped in an easy chair among the shadows beyond the fireplace. “My dear Gray, we began to suspect that the town’s twinkling lights and toes had permanently entangled you.” Gray frowned. His sullenness grew. “Haven’t seen either, and it’s by no means sweet dawn yet. Why do you scorn sleep, ancient?” “Hunger,” Steve drawled, “thirst, and a request from little Esther to bear her com pan-ee.” Esther’s face brightened. “I’m a shrinkng little prim rose, dear; always fretting about appearances.” “Oh, shut up,” Gray growled. She went on with her forced brightness. “You seemed so upset when you rushed off I felt I had to wait and share your troubles. Was the conference satisfactory, dear? Nourish yourself while you tell us.” Gray turned his back on the tray of cold food, and walked to the fireplace. Steve sat up. “I’m afraid, Esther, the business went badly.” Gray, still frowning, still sullen, looked straight at Es ther. Did her waiting and keeping Steve have a signifi cance? “I’m not sure it went so badly. In fact I’ve an idea it went quite to my liking. At any rate I agreed to a bargain which I mean to keep in my own fashion.” Esther floated to him, and put her arms across his shoul ders. “Splendid! Tell your help meet all about it.” Steve grasped his cane and started to rise. Gray motioned him back, then grasped Es ther’s hands and remorselessly forced them downward to her sides. “Sit down. You wait, Steve.” lie released Estner, and witn an assumption of meekness she retreated and perched herself on the arm of Steve’s chair. Steve regarded Gray worriedly. “Esther,” Gray said. "I don’t like your pretending to know all about people who interest you; and I’m not certain it’s all pretense. It wouldn’t knock me flat if you knew precisely where I’d been to-night. “Gray! How could I?” “I don’t know, but your way of finding out secrets is un canny. I’m sorry, but it's more than that. It’s indecent.” “Wherever Gray went,” eral Bureau of Agricultural Eco- i aomics. Forty life insurance companies had outstanding a total of *1.533, QOO.OOO farm mortgage loans, as compared to $1,618,000,000 at the close of 1927. Farm mortgage loans by federal land banks, outstand ing at the end of October, aggre gated $1,171,000,000 as compared to $1,197,000,000 at the end of 1929. TE THAT LOVE THE LORI) Thou, Lord, art high above all tha earth: thou art exalted far above all gods. Ye that love the Lord, hats evil: he preserveth th > Stove drawled, "he'd much better have stayed away.” Gray nodded. "You’re undoubtedly right, but just the same, Father Christmas, I’m damned glad I did go." Esther stretched out an ap pealing hand. “Instead of being cruel to little Esther, mightn’t you give us your news, darling?” Gray had an air of bracing himself. “All right. The first scare head is that you don’t love me, Esther.” She sprang up. One could tell that she was angry only from a slight trembling of her shoulders. Gray rushed on in exorably: “If you really loved me you wouldn’t keep thumbing your nose at the whole business.” Steve bent forward. “You haven’t quite proved your point, Gray. You’re for getting that our little Esther has her—shall we say pecu liarities of behavior’7” “I’m forgetting nothing.” Even the slight shaking ol Esther’s shoulders had ceased. She had never more closely resembled superbly modeled clay; except for her eyes. In them lurked reflection and the capability of action. “Why else should I care to marry you, Gray?” Gray grunted. “Hanged if I know, but 1 do know that the reason isn’t love. See here. We’re not wear ing hoop skirts and pleated coats. The whole thing’s been a ghastly mistake, and we might’s well face it. You don’t give a hang for me as those things go.” Steve rested his chin on his hands, knotted over the cane. “I must remind you again, Gray, of a cloak woven from colorful threads called man nerisms; and in justice to all I must point out that what you’re really trying to say is that you don’t give a hang for Esther as those things go.” Gray clapped his hands to gether. ‘‘Put it anyway you please>. but let’s own up we’ve been mistaken, and make an end of it.” Steve started to speak, but Esther wouldn’t let him. ‘‘Don't make him angr>, Steve. Of course he’s quite mad, but we mustn’t on any account make him angry.” Her lips barely moved. In her rigidity she seemed a per sonification of unconquer able will. “I don’t care to put an end to it, Gray, and I don’t mean to.” Her lips, making apparently a perfectly straight line, nevertheless projected an im pression of a smile. “You’re just out of sorts, dear. Your foul humor won’t last a good sleep. And you’ll grow accustomed to your little Esther, who means to be your handmaiden in all things. I’ll see to it, my hero.” Gray spread his hands. ‘ What did I say? Manner isms? Mockery!” “Steve’s right,” she said sweetly, “just peculiarities of behavior. I’ll change them to your liking.” She floated to the table, prepared a drink, returned, and offered it to Gray, with out, however, touching him. “Always your handmaiden, dearest.” He took the glass awkward ly, and sne turned witn an air of sham amazement to Steve. ‘ Why do you suppose Gray got that mad idea just now of not wanting to marry little Esther?” ‘•Riots,” Gray growled. His lips curled. “Or maybe because I don’t want your mysterious friend Essie mussing up my wedding.” Esther brokn into sudden laughter. 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