Evening Star Newspaper, February 23, 1932, Page 24

THE EVENING STAR, WASHINGTON, D. C, TUESDAY, FEBRUARY 23 1932, CHAPTER LVIIL T was perhaps unfortunate that the car which brought Judy and Nick up from the Lockwood airport that morning should turn in between the gate posts of the Carter house et the identical moment that Stan chose to swing his own roadster out of the garage on his way to an early golf sppointment at the country club Stan, handsome and sleek in white flannels and a white and green jersey, his olive face cleanly shaven, the sun | glistening on_ his thick black hair, smoothly slicked back, mad keenly aware of her own fugitive ap- pearance. Made her realize that she had missed her morning bath. That her brown knitted suit was crumpled | from having been slept in. For some yeason this contrast in their appear- mnces made her vaguely uncomfortable. Nor was she placed more at ease when she saw Stan intending to swing around their machine and continue on down the driveway “Stan!" Judy tically. “Wait!" called, waving fran- The sun was directly in stan’s eyes, after all...he might not have recognized them...“You take the car around to the garage,” she said hastily to Nick, “while I run over and talk to Stan - Jumping from the slowly rolling car, she ran over to Stan. “You got my wire, didn’t vou? Were dread- fully worried, Stan?" Stan had reached for his cigarette case. He lit the cigarette, snapped shut the lighter and returned it to .he pocket of his jersey before he answered. “Oh, sure. Got the wire this morn- ing. Worried? . Well, they said at the airport you might have had trouble. a1 figured you knew what you were doing.” His tone was light. The black eyes fooking into her own, narrowed in the morning sunlight, were mocking, too. But Judy's heart sank. Black fury be- hind that light mockery. “What I was doing. . 1 don't know what you mean. She was furious at herself as she felt her cheeks getting hot. There was no reason for her to Teel guilty. Why should she blush like this in front of Stan! you Judy | | dignation now. She was about to an- swer angrily, then she saw Nick step | from the other car. He was coming | over to them. Nick—tall end brown— | strong and fit, making Stan's slender |body a trifie weak by contrast. Don't have trouble. . . . Oh, that would be unthinkable! With Stan disliking Nick | as he did, she must be careful. Be tact- | fult "Any casual remark might st fire to the straw of Stan’s petulant wrath “Stan”—Nick’s _crisp, ple sounding now—"I'm awjul y had to scare you like fhat 1ere had been some way of letting you know we were all right—" “Oh, don't worry—' smile was almost a sneer. “I knew y were equal to any situation which might arise.” Nick's expression grew uncertain. Be- came astonished. He spoke again, his tons still pleasant, but his eyes watch- ul. “It was wunfortunate that I asked Judy to_let me take her over the moun- tains. If we'd been forced down in the valley we could have got to a telegraph station. Clogged gasoline sounds pretty simple down here—in civilization, but it's no joke miles from any airport particularly when daylight was failing It was just a string of unfortunate cir- cumstances. We were lucky to land where we had shelter. I thought there was some one at that cabin who could drive us into some railw we could send you & wire b it was deserted—well, of course, t was no chance to do anything but wait for daylight. Poor Judy—a harmles; experience enough, but sort of startling for an amateur— “Very romantic, she enjoyed it— smile. “T'll be getting now— He jammed In the gearshift so sud- denly that Nick was forcd to jump back out of the way. The two he left behind him stood silent in the pathway watching the gravel scatter behind his rear tires un- til the car swung out of sight between the two tall gray stone pillars. Then Judy's wide eves came around to find Nick's gray gaze bent upon her “Pretty sore, wasn't he?” Nick's voice I'm sur in Stan’s I'm late indeed " Acid g. I got you into this. I'd like to punch| his face for him!" Nick finished up, | suddenly savage. | "She shook her head so violently that | | two tears flew off her lashes. “Oh— he's just—taking it out on me. I'm glad—he wasn't worried.” | pile you back “Judy, if T could onl: y with you!"”| | in that plane and fly & Nick's eyes were hot gray steel as he | sald this, and Judy's heart leaped in| answer. But she managed a Wry smile. “If you only cou But_after all Nick. you know we're civilized. and things have to move through accus- tomed grooves. We're not up there in our wild little cabin—worse luck! We're down here in Lockwood—and Lock- wood is the world.” “You haven't regretted?” Nick's voice was low and tense. ‘You still want to leave—this?” “I love you!" she said simply. And for a moment she was afraid Nick was going to take her in his arms and Kiss her, regardless of spying eyes from the | house. Instead his gaze caressed her. “Dar- I " They turned and walked up the “I'm going to see Eliza and then up a bit. I'll have to leave this| afternoon early, Have to get to Seattle 'tm’e of theirs had been well discussed below, as well as above, stairs. It was too early for either Mrs. Carter or the girls to have made their morning ap- pearance. A strange distaste creeping over Judy as she and Nick went up the broad staircase side by side. An uneasiness born, perhaps, of that covert sneer on Stan’s face. The sombre dignity of the house closing about her again. Like a K’z the landing of the deserted sec- ond floor Nick snatched her in his arms for a _moment. “In about an hour?” After her nod he released her and con- tinued on up the stairs to madame’s apartment, while Judy went down the hall to her own room. The white and yellow room, flooded with early sunshine and leaf pattern from the osks outside the window, made the whole adventure curiously unreal. Had it only been yesterday afternoon since she had left this quiet room!| What startling changes had come about since then! She thought about it as she took off her crumpled suit and drew the water for her bath. That gorgeous gold and purple flight in the clouds. The breathless descent to the mountain valley. And the madness of mountgin was tight. “Oh, . . . That's Stan's way. You know how Stan is. * Then Judy “Well, you seemed to know what you were doing when you went up with Nick. 1 suppose you were willing to take the risk.” He blew a cloud of |stopped, because her throat scemed to blue cigarette smoke from his 1ips. close up on the words. Anger, hurt “The risk. Of breaking down, you|and a sudden nameless fear battling ean?” | within her. 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