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PAGE TWO One wAo lordo t * By RUBO AYRES * T) "It’s such a long time since I liv- 1 cd in the country, that I’ve forgot- ! ten the way to climb a stile,” Nan ' said, her hear was hammering in her throat. “The best way is to give me your hand.-- stand on the top, bar and jump,” h edeclared. "Give me your hands.” Nan was sure that he must feel that she was trembling, but he took her hands firmly and steadied her. "Now—one, two, three—jump.'”i he said His face was raised to her as she j stood above him—sh® could see his' eyes plainly in the faint moonlight, with their half-laughing, half-embar I rassed expression. His cap had got pushed a little to | % on? jS ae/ an obstinate lock o’’ hair which she reniembered heV ■•£ ( •yould lie down and behave had struggled out and lay across his] forehead, giving him a singularly ; boyish appearance. «. Nan looked at him, and suddenly the moonlight seemed blotted out and the whole world to be swimming around her. She swayed giddily, and would have fallen but for his up- , holding hands. , , “Oh!” she said, weakly. “Oh, I’m falling.” But in a moment his arm was ■ around her, and she was safely be-' side him on the soft grass. He kept his arm about her for a 1 moment; he made her stand witn her back to the stile. There was a ' puttied sort of look on his face. t ' afraid you really have for gotten about being a country girl,”,' he said, presently. Nan opened her eyes. “That’s what it must be—l’ve 1 never turned giddy before—how ; silly of me—” She pushed h' , ~ hair back from her forehead. “And now, having made an exhi bition of yourself for the second time,” she said. “I think I had bett- . er go home, or there will be a third time, and you know what people say about the third time?” Peter Lyster looked at her steadi ly. i “Miss Marraby—will you tell me something?” he asked. “Will I?” she echoed flippantly. “Why, of course.” She raised her . eyes to his face. “What is it?” she ; asked smiling. But Peter was grave. “Tell me why you were crying ] when I met you,” he said. A little bat whirled by overhead, cutting the air with its gauzy wings it flashed away like a shadow in the moonlight. Nan watched it mechani- ! callly—the fever in her veins seem ed'to have quieted; her face looked very young in the pale light. Lyster came a step nearer. “Tell me,” he said again. “I can’t,” said Nan. “Oh’ I can t . . .” Their eyes met. “You mean that you won’t?” Lys- , ter asked. Nan laughed then—-a little reckl- 1 ess laugh. ? “Perhaps—some day,” she said. "Perhaps some day.” t Lyster took off his cap and brushed the hair back from his fore-' head. “I shall hold you to that prom ise,” he said. The morning brought Nan a let ter from Joan Endicott. The won derful Tim had arrived and appar-! ently all was sunshine. “I haven’t really time to write a letter at all,” so she began her let- , ter. “Tim is fidgeting round beg ging me to go out with him, but I thought I just ought to write you a note and say how happy I am. lam ! wearing the pink blouse you made, I and Tim says he has never seen me look so pretty. The time is flying ■—a whole day gone already. Nan— Tim says that he thinks the war will be over this year, but I can’t help I but feel that he says it just to com fort me. I think of you a great deal, and wonder how you are get- 1 ting along, and if you have seen anything of Peter Lyster or Mr. Ar nott. You know, Nan, I think Mr. Arnott was just a little bit taken with you. He looked at you such a lot, and the day he come here after he had gone to Leavenden, he was most absurdly disappointed. I should love to see you settled down and happy Nan—-after all, Peter is not the only man in the world. I told Tim about what had happened and he was very sympathetic, but he says that life is too short to spend it in grieving, and that if anything happened to him he would rather know that I had found some man to be knid to me and to, look after me than to think that 1 ! would be unhappy all my life. . . ~ Isn’t it sweet and unselfish of him? ’ , Nan tossed the letter aside. It . was in«t like Joan —full of little ' trivialities. She wondered annrehen-' sivelv if the dav would ever come when she would have to go back and live with her again. 1 ' She resented Joa’ns very obvious ■hint about John Arontt. 1 “As if I could ever care for I another man!” she told herself pas-‘ sionately . Nan was changing her frock up- j stairs in the afternton when shel heard a car drive up to the gate : and stop. She looked out of her window curiouusly then the blouse: flew to her cheeks in a rush of I crimson. John Arnott was getting . out of the car; he turned to give his ! ’ hand to a woman in black, i His sister,” Nan told herself, stairs and called to the little maid. I "Are you dressed?—Mary are I you dressed?” | It was an enormous relief to get ] a » answer in the affirmative she , whispered instructions over thebal usters. I “Some people are callings—ask (them in thedrawing room, and Say I will be down in a minutes—oh, and, Mary—keepp the boys out of the way—and for heaven’s sake, mind that the take doesn’t burn— it’s in the oven.” i She twisted her hair up anyhow i —her hands shook as she fastened her frock. “I don’t know why on earth I’m so excited,” she thought. Her heart I was pounding traitorously as she ' .went down the stairs. I The drawing room door was * closed, and Nan stood for a mo-1 outside. •! Whr-n at last she went into the [ there was a little flush in her cheeks, I but she smiled composedly enough as she went forward, ( Arnott was standing staring at a picture. He wheeled round as the I door opened.. He began a clumsy J . reduction, but his sister cut him : bort. “ I have heard so much of Miss , Marraby that there isn’t any need ' for us to be formally introduced, John,” she said. She gave Nan her hand. “My brother has spoken of you i so much, I feel as if I know you al ready,” she said. 1 “You are very kind,” Nan said, but her cheeks felt hot. Arnott seemed to read her thoughts, for he said suddenly: “Lyster came along with us, but j he spotted your young brothers on , the road and insisted on getting 1 out and walking home with them,, I Miss Marraby. Topping little chops, . aren’t they? They wouldn’t have I much to say to me but they were I all over Petter. Nan’s eyes shone. “Peter was always fond of chil- I dren,” she said unthinkingly. Arnott’s sister looked up quickly. I “You 'know Mr. Lyster well?” she I asked, in faint surprise. “I! Oh, no—at least. . . .Nan | stammered and hesitated; she look- I ‘ed appealingly at John. He rushed into the breach. “Miss Marraby has met him when we were together once or twice,” he said; “that is all . . . .” He fol lowed Nan to the tea table. “I say, i let me help,” he urged. “I’m a , dabster at pouring tea and passing sups and things.” Doris Mears watched them silent ly across the room; she was a slight ly built woman, rather below me dium height, with extremely small I hands and feet of which she was in ' ordinately proud. | “Will Mr. Lyster be coming a long then?” Nan asked presently; she tried hard to make her question appear casual, but to the other woman there was a sort of suppressed eagerness in her voice. I “He didn’t say,” she answered | sweetly. “They all turned off into the woods. I shouldn’t trouble to I keep any tea for them.” | “It’s no trouble,” Nan said. “The boys will be hungry, anyway.” | “I’m not going to like her,” was I the dismayed thought in her heart. “And she isn’t going to like me, either.” She was ashamed of the instinct; she liked Arnott well enough to wish to like his sister also. She took her cup and went over to sit down beside Doris. “I hear ■ you have a little boy,”’ she said. “I i wish you had brought him with you.’ , Mrs. Mears laughed and raised ' one small hand deprecatingly. I “He’s a darling, but I’m a perfect wreck after 10 minutes with him. so I always leave him at home. He loves Peter, too, Miss Marraby—l’m afraid he gives him an awful time.” “Peter likes it,” said Arnott; he spoke rather indistinctly as his mouth was full of cake. “Peter— hullo! here thay come.. . .” | (Continued) i 6 6 6 is a prescription for Malaria, Chills and Fever. Dengue or Bilious Fever. I It UIU the germs. 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