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“fut also the 81d Evil-led in that hour of the day, when m; mother and her father were abed, I-Bd She and nnily, 1n m, m‘ room they shared, could have long Zigeet talk togeth . Kay in the” J1" W88 the questioner; and Emily answered with a patient and tender amusement at her sister's Bflaer curiosity. Mia. Brannon had gone flan. w, the Commencement exercises. m, 311mm. with an instinct to pun. ish himself for the deielictions for "hm i" W" always aiterward so Willi/int. N-IIISBG. ID H; urged B“. Wflxkas insistent asphe, at my eady steeled to give up m“ fdveniilfe to which she had so long moked forward hungrlly. She re! fused to be denied the joy of gem. floe: and in trio end both she and her father stayed at home. So Mrs.

‘mowed two niBhis instead of one, and she and Emily returned together one late afternoon, and that evening they all sat listening while first Mrs Brennan and then Emily and them over and over all that there was to tell.

Kay found herself in Emily's pre- sence" astonkhingly diilident. when the? “m? “iismiffl Wgether at last and were alone, ymuly 5mm. o; “m, She was taller than Kay. With Bieidy 9W8 and a firm mouth and chin; and when the door was closed behind them, she came to Kay and put her arm around the younger girl and said softly: '

"Heblo, Kay!" .

KEY ifllighed- "H9110." she said, her voice misteady,

"Glad to have me home?”

"39 V"? 8154i!" Kay whispered, and hugged Emily hard. and the older girl held her close for a liwmeflii. and then thrust her away and said gently;

“Let me look at you! Are you all risht? I was so sorry you couldn't come to Commcnceme it. Did you mind awfully?"

to come, of course," she declared. “But I'd rather have the extra money next year."

“You've changed. Kay." Emily suggested. "Since Easter vacation. You're-sort of quiet! 'I‘here's noth- ing wrong?" -

“I'm a little afraid of you," Kay confessed, mirthfully. "You're so- grown up, and dignified: and you seem to know so many things I don't know. You're the same, Emily, aren't you? You haven't really shansed?"

Emiil! iflllzhed gently “That's my platform manner, Kay," she con- fessed. "You see, I've had to pm- Sidb hi} meetings, and be par-fly,- mellifify 811d impartial s0 much that its hard to-unbend." _

Kay nodded. "1 know," she agreed. And she said suddenly: "Emily. I think you were wonder- ful to that Helen Ripley. 1 mean- it was wonderful of you to be so

firm with her-when you liked her

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Emily's color heightened faintly.

"Why Kay," she urged, "he finally

agreed that what I had decided

was the best thing to do."

Kay eyed her inquisitively. "You

do like him, don't you?" she sug-

geared.

“Yes? Enily assented honestly.

"Ida's interesting, ‘and intelligent,

and-Ivory charming. Of course I like him." She owned the closet door to hang up her dress. “You're going to hate having to share this room with me, aren't you?" ahe re- marked. "After having it all to yourself so long."

Kay had not begun to undress» She sat cross-legged on the bed and wagged her finger at, the other girl. "Now you're trying to change the subject," she said accu ingly. “You know perfectly well you're going to have to tell me every single thing about him, so you might as well begin.

Emily smiled, her cheeks bright. "There's nothing to tell, Kay," she inristed. “Except what I wrote you. I met him last winter, and liked him; and then when Heeri got in- to that scrape . . ." . “How about that night you went

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"Yes," Emily admitted.

Kay scrambled off the bed eag- erly. “You didn't tell us a thing! Did Mother meet him? Neither one of you even mentioned him, Emily. Emily Brannon, I think you're a stick! Now start at the beginning, please. Please, Emily."

“Why, there isn't any beginning," Ihnily ‘ her, laughing, her cheeks afire. "I introduced him ‘to Mother and Mother liked him, and he's coming up sometime this sum mer." ' "when?"

"In July, he thought."

“What time in July?" Kay per- sisted. “Emily don't you realize I'm just gasping to hear all about it? Is he tall or short, light or dark, funny or serious, athletic or . . . lhnily, ‘if you don't tell me, this minute!"

Emily was loosing her hair; she began to brush it slowly, watch- ing Kay with a bright amusement in her eyes. "Why, he's not so very tall," she said mischievously. "And not so very short. And he's sort of medium complexion, and I don't know whether he's athletic . . ." "Taller than you?"

"Mercy, yes."

"Taller than Father?"

"Yes, I think so."

"What color are his eyes?”

"I never noticed. Blue, I suppose.

"'I'h.in, or fat, or . . ." .

"Medium," nnily assured her mirthfuily.

“What colors his hair?"

"Brown, I think. I think it would be curly if he didn't keep it cut so short." ;

"Is he crazy about YW?’

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Kay shook her head. “I wanted,

said, here eyes for a moment shad- owed happily.

"Is he in love with you?" Kay in- sisted pertinscloilaiy. "Are you en. gaged, Bully?" - i

OHAPTEIY

"Of course not!" Emily cried.

“Not What?’

"Not engaged, Kay. Don't be ab- surd!“

Kay said judicially: “You needn't try to play Student Govornmen‘ with me, llhnlly Brannon. You're a5 red as can be!"

Emily wu in her nightgown.

"Kay, don't sit there, like a ques- tion box.’ she urged. "Do get un- dressed. I'm slezpy."

“You've got to tell me , , ,"

"I'm going to turn out the light in another minute," lhnily insist-

"If you do, I'll turn it on again," Kay retorted. “Is he in love with iyou? Arc you in love with him?"

"Kay, you're a nuisance," Emily assured her laughingly.

"There isn't a thing to tell you"

“Dld he make love to you? That night on the lake?"

"He was mighty sweet," Emily said softly, smiling atlher own thoughts. ‘ >

"Did he try to kiss you?" Kay demanded; and then with a c.c\v of delight: “Emily, you're red as fire! You'll burst into flames in a min- ute! He ‘did, didnt he?"

Emily snapped out ‘he light. "You're so slow, you'll just have to undress in the dark,’ she said; and Kay tried to reach the light switch. and Emily caught her, and they tussled together laughingly in the darkness of the big room till Emily swept Kay backward upon the bed , and held her struggling there. She tugged off one of Kay's shoes and

lter snap. "I'1i undress you myself. if ‘you haven't sense enough to!" she cried. -.

Kay twisted _free, and she ex- claimed in delighted accusaion: "And you the head of Student Gov- ernment, and so dignified! Bully Brannon, I'm surprised at you! Kissing in a canoe! What would Dcan Willis say, h‘ she knew?"

“We wererrt-kisaing-fn canoe!" A

"when were you, than?"

"He didn't kiss me till we came ashore!" Emily's voice- was rich with an embarrassed happiness.

“How many times? Did you love it, Emily?" '

"once!" said Emily. And: "Yes, rather!"

l Kay crowed dolightcdly; and when presently she was undressed. they sat for a. while on the edge of the bed, their arms entwined; and lin the darkness Emily told what little there was to tell, and Kay held beridcse.

I "Sweet, I'm so glad." she whis- pered at last. "Of course, he isn't good enough for you, but I know he's grand, and I'm crazy to meet

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"He was dear to mo," said Emily, softly, happily.

“Did he ark you to marry him?" "Of course not! We hardly know each other!"

"Know each other? He kissed you. didn't he? Whatdld he say when he did it?"

"Nothing, idiot! You can't talk when you're . . ."

“Then why did you let him?"

Emily said with a. little chuckle: "Why-it seemed‘ like a nice idea at the time. when you're older, You'll understand .'. ."

And Kay cried: "Pig: I'll make you eat them words!"

And they wrestled like boys till Mrs. Brannon called from the other room:

"Whatever are you two doing in there?"

$0 they were whkpered long.

During the days that followed, Kay watched her sistr with a lively attention. "It's becoming to you, Emily. to be in love." she said once. "Especially good for your complexion, darling ." Her quick tongue could always summon the bright color’ to Emily's cheek,

quiet, but they

a letter came one day from Dane, the brought it from the Post Of- flce. but refused to surrender it to Emily.

and she deIiZhl/cd to do this. When [She orofeswd

nantly to Mrs. Brannon:

“Just. the same, he could have come up for a week-end, anyway. Emily counted on it so!’

Mrs. Brannon answered quietly: “It's better not lo take these things too seriously, Kay. New York is a long way from Carvel, you know."

Kay cried: "You mean, you don't think he . . . Oh, Mother, Emily's wild about him. He must come! He just has to! I'll go get him myself. drag him up here by the hair of his head . . ."

Her vehemence was amusing. and Mrs. Brannon smifed. But she said no more.

There were letters from Dane that summer. He wrote gully; with a. humorous pen; and they rend hi5 letters aloud and laughed over them. July passed, and August slipped away; and when they knew the day he would return, Emily sent a letter to await him in New York; and Kay irked her, after it was mailed:

"Did you tell him to be ain't and come for Labor Day?"

"He will coma, if he possibly can," Emily said’ confidently.

Kay nodded, watching he: sister.

suddenly: “Emily,

you're tired, working so hard on ‘my things,"

Emily smiled. "I'm not, in the

least," she insisted; and she said

"Not unless you promise I may read it," she bargained, but Emily said composedly:

“Why of course. Read it aloud if you like, Kay."

And KEY. When she had read the letter. said in a deep disappoint- ment, "thatis not what I call a love letter!" She added: "He iiloesnt say when he's coming, Em-

yy. . "His vacation begins July tenth,’

before then, certainly. I'm going to ask Mot!" to write and invite ifiimmso he'll know we really want m. But they were to be disappoint- ed in this immediate expectation. Dane replied to Mrs. Brennan's letter by writing Emily that he was going abroad for e. month. Re cg- plainod: ‘I'm lo cheek up on soine points of design on the cathedrals over there. We're submitting sketches on the new Cathedral oi’ 8t. Martin hem and I'm doing some work on the Jim. I'm disappoint- ednotwntuptoNewI-Iamp- shire but I'll try to make itover Labor DIS‘. ‘ ‘ Kay, mtching molly. laid ih quick reassurance: "Don't be un- heppy Of course, he has to go; and you'll have it to look forward to, Bully." {rho other girl nodded. ‘with slaladowed eyes‘; and Kay p:- iofiii liiliiifllii? 'Wh°l\ 9°11 ~ gin getting letter! from Europe, sue Clemons will be wild with cur- iosity. I hope he doesn't dead pos- tal nlfdik.” whattver he says will be all overflervoi in no time." so

Emily's cheeks wr r "lily

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she to mirth

Emily explained. "He won't come to

with apparent. lrrevelance: "I saw Mr. Hodges today.’

Mr. Hodges was chairman of the school committee. Kay asked quickly: "Mr. Hodges? Why?" "I'm going to take Miss Fannefs place this fall," mnily explained. “He says they'd: very glad to have me.’

"Teach school?" Kay exclaimed.

"lilmily, you're not!" Bhs cried:

“why, Emily, Dane will want you ..

"re will make it so much easier for lather and Mother.’ Emily pointed out: "And I won't 901i to have a good time at Woiieaiey. KEY- I don't want you to have to earn any money there yourself. If I'm working, you . . ." v

"You're not 801118 to work!" Kay cried, in a ‘deep indisnoiiov- "1 wozfl‘. go to college at all, i! ii moan; that, Emily. I won't lot Y0" just come home and teach school

dawn in Carve), and never go any- where, or do snvihins- Emily. you em do anything you want to. if you will. And besides," she msawd. "mine won't let you. either!"

"Nonsense," Daily 8595-0 h“ cheeks warm. "I 40M "B!" W t" dolmureiy at homo and Dane to come and mam’ "W- Tm he comps, rn have to have some- oun: to do‘. my. I mt in the heir" oi beinl busy. It coileao!’

b ht with M1891’- ‘sill she protested. "you ought Yin be Ishlmodi Wiili was tho sense in 8°"! all, if ymrro in» school in a little

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Emily smiled. "Carvers not so bad," she urged; and then honest- ly she admitted: "Oi course, 1- wou1dn't want to think of living here for the rest of my life. There are so many things I want to do."

Kay cried: "You sharvt do it. Emily! Mother was like“ you. She had plans and dreams and hopes, til! she married Father, and then year after year she had to watch all her hopes wither and die. The first thing you know—" Her tone was full of a tolerant contempt. "You'll be marryig George!"

"You sound as though that would be awful!" mnily comment- ed, amused. "But you needn't worry, darling. Whatever I do, I'm oer-tally never going to marry George."

“Weli," Kay insisted, "I know one thing. You can do as you like‘. but when rm through college I'm certainly not going to come back here and just sit ‘down and let moss grow all over me!" Then a deep tenderness for Emily walled up in her; sh! put her arms around the other girl. “Oh, I don't mean to be mean, darling! Just wait till Dane comes, and you'll see. 'I'each school? rtldioulous!"

But Dane Ripley did not come to Cary“ that summer. "I can't. get away," '1 wrote, briefly “Work has piled up here, while‘ I was abroad; and we're short-handed. Sorry, Emily."

And he added: "Helen's tannins forward to meeting your kid els- ,tcr. Tell Kay io look her up, at Welleclcy, won't you."

CHAPTER. 8

Kay heard Dana's message with a stony eye. "I'll make a face at her." she declared- "I think he's a bum, Emily, not to come when you've counted on it so."

But Emily said gently: "I haven't counted on it, Kay. I was limit! lie-might not have time." I

Kay put a bridle on her tongue; but later she spoke without re- straint to he!‘ mother. "I'm so mad I could bite pieces out of things," aha declared. "Emily's hurt and un- happy, and-I don't want her ever to be hurt, Mother. She's such a peach! I'd like to tell him . . ."

Mrs. Brennan said gravely: "Be very careful what you tall him, Kay.

And Kay nodded relu tly. "r know," she agreed. "I know what you mean. Poor_darling.. .. Mother, I can't bear in think of ‘her teaching school to help l!!! m! way ' -

"It will be a help.” lilrs. Brennan confessed. "And she wouldn't be happy if aha were idle!"

"I'd rather not go to collate than have her lio that!"

"We want you to I0. VII-hi t0 b0 proud of you thtlla" '

8o when Beptember came, Kay did depart. B; Emily's advice lhe went alone. f" eouid so with you," Emily confound. "But you'll find your own place more quickly alone. my. And-have a wmderfuktime.

like union Redford. and with or“ mm

darling. You've four fine years

ahead of you."

Kay took the train at Dexter. ‘Through brimming eyes she watch- ed these three folk on the platform outside her window, and tried to

smile at them, and failed miserably.-

Then the train began to move, and they disappeared, and she saw the Weare, benign and beautiful, out- side the window oi’ the car. And she stared unseeingly for a while, and then dried her eyes, and spoke stomly to herself.

"Kay, you idiot. you ought to be just in ruptures," she protested. "You've waited so long for this! And here you're crying, as if you were sorry to go!"

And she mustered her courage. faced the future with a determined smile.

Kay met Helen Ripley during the first month of college. Bhe had been quick to make friends, for it was easy to like Kay and hard not to; and within twenty-four hours after she was established in her room — she would live this first year in the village wherivmany of the Fresh- men were housemshe had become a part of a group which was to cling together during the two years that followed. Marny Blnzham. round as an apple. with a bloom on her cheeks, was from Kansas and she had a pink perfection of good health which Kay approved de- lightedly. Bally Hays was a sophis- ticate, speaking wisely of matters which were clothed for Kay in the glamour of mystery. Lucy Smith from EastHarbor, Maine, was per- petually good-homered, as stalwart as a man, destined to dominant in athletics and to be rcubled by her soc! tic duties through her four coll o years. These three and Kay bcpame f. ‘ ‘. and it was rare to see one of them without some one of the others in company.