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CHAPTER. XVIII

1t was the second Sundial’ lll 0"‘ ober. The dly had Wm! 1°" scudding clouds and n fresh iiamP wind that was chill to the bones. Now, in the late afternoon. the autumnal rain was suddenly here. slanting strong and sharp. dﬂﬂld‘ ing the trees and makini 504159" the reddish leaves on the BTW-Ind-

Em iy left tier place et- the 1m" lire and walked to the window g0 the window to look out over the fairway. Far away. throlllh Y’ 9 silkiness of the rain. 511° “mm s” fmir figures grouped imdﬂ’ n" Z1591“?! of B ‘ties. One o! them. she

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she turned and walked beck across the emilty room to the lire- place, stretching out in the chair before n. her tmgers toward the flames that licked about the slant logs. There was a wrinkle between her brows. She was not happy.

She thought of those last tWO months. August 8nd set-item‘??? — hers and Billy's. Dur thou months she had, for the f st time in hcr life, taken the days as they crime, with no thought of tomor- row. But now, tomorrow wu here-

Aiter that first nignt. she and Bily had begun. at first. t0 59° each other once or twice a week; thou. toward the end. they WBIB together evcry evcnins. Th?!’ WWW drive to quiet little inns where they wculd meet no one whom Billy might know. Iheynlxived in a world of their own. ere were no other le. No need of them.

P909 Once, lingering at the table in an al

oni-ofthe-way inn. E3111]? lam w Billy, “Please don't feel you have to see me every day." n

“I don't. Karin. I want to.

“I know darling. But I hate to s“ you giving uo your card night and everythingnYou must be sck

to death oi’ me. can't stand the

1“Oll. fsuz“ ‘I sght o you.‘

"Well. zmyivay. but you lmow—"

we only have so ong to e er.‘

And they were ciumf, thinking about that-their ime toqethef. Billv lighted two cigarettes and gave one to Emily‘. The began to talk, idly and slowly. " imagine you were rm awfully cute little 003' with your gray eyes and your hair all mussed up?‘

"sure. I was the cutest thing in

n. "I imagine you really were. though. Billy. The girls must have loved you. Did they chase you nil

over ?" I r y thing was, nave anything about girls." Bill paused to snub his cigarette in the ash tray. "I went to darwins school and I used to carry Margies shoes in a little cloth sack. But I never thought about girls. Base- l and cars that's all I like. I could drive when I was fourteen.’ "Di you take Margie for drives?"

"Not at first. I was too used to her. I never even thought about her till I saw her one summer coming back from Purdue. Look, KJYlH. you know how l. feel about you, don't ou?"

"I don't ow. How do you?"

"I mean. well, all this talk about Margie. I know it sounds funny in this day and age. but you're the first woman. the only one—"

“Times Ma e."

"I know. but-you believe me, don't you?"

"Yes. Billy, l.’ believe you. I'm

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“I don't know how to say it ex- actly. You're the most thine I've ever known. You're a. swell nerson, Karin. We d0 have good times. don't we?"

“Well. our time's almost up."

"Let's not talk about it."

Arid so. they would not talk of it, thmtgh it lay constantly in their thought; in back of their words. The knowledge that there was a. definite time awaiting to end them. gave sharpness and immediacy to all their moments.

Looking into the firs now, lunily realized that. the whole thing had been curiously innocent. She was filled with s. sudden wretched fut- ility. But she was without guilt.

Still, no matter what the sum- mer had been, to Billy or to her- self. it was finished. And she might u; well tie a blue ribbon around it. out it swey. and brim; it out of the treasure box in her old age when she would be able to view it clearly. Now, she was confused by its nesrness.

She threw her cigarette into the fireplace as she felt a sudden gust of cold, wet wind on her back. Turning, she saw BA. and Billy standing just inside the door, rain- splattercd and laughing. They were panting from their run to shell/er. Billy closed the door.

Billy and Emily were elaborately casual, "'10. Karin."

"Hello, Billy.“ Dolly made room for them on the couch. but Billy backed to the fireplace. stretching his hands behind him. He was wearing gray slacks and a chamois wittdbrr-akcr whose shoulders were tlnrk with rain

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He wu obviously dishonest he sold. n. nu m» ow’ were alone. "Look, Karin. I've got to talk to you.” _

"Must you?"

"Yes. It's like this Klﬂn I I081 be able to see you to: s. few dun and there are some things I wm-t

to say to with her. 8e

His eyes lead neexded a-Zsis anionic ﬁr; on; syln- ' pa y an un e an n. 3mg gave none. He wanted E) bre with no hat. ream talﬁlrodwod ‘again; l B t never un ova. u ' bitterness wu n in her and she thought. It’ he II , "We'll wsys be friends. won‘ we?! push him right into that firei i She heard B.A. calling to some- ione down the hall. She rose, Billy's - eyes on her, "I must ." e said. Bill took her wrist in I

rlyp. “Don't do that," Emily . said evenly. She walked 1WD; from him feeling his eyes on her .

In her room, she sat on the edge of the bod, "‘ ,. “ouldered and exhausted. She tapped lier f rs i nervously. Nor had she packed alt an hour later when she heard Billy's knock and bade him enter. "Con I help you?" he asked. stand- ing just inside the door. »

"No. There's nothing to do. I'll lust throw a few sweaters and things in the rips. That's all. there is to do."

She stood, noticing now that m! window was open and the r _ was coming in, splashing the our» tain. Billy was beside her as she closed the window. She felt his arm about her. "Please, Billy!" She freed herself. ashamed that her voice was strained. "Now go away." ‘

He mode no move to leave. She tried to ignore him as he we‘ ‘ to s. chair. sitting uncomfot ._\', watchin her. Sh; moved from the dresser $4) the v iises in measured strides, working as if her task re- quired ceaseless concentration. Once, looking at Billy. she saw that he was fussed. H:- said, “I'll drive you to the station."

"Don't bother. I've told Ralph to get me a cab,"

"N0. I'll take you."

“I'd rather take the cab. Really I would.

Billy stood and came to Emily who was snapping a grip. "Why do we go on like this?" he said.

“Please. Billy. go away. I have things to do.”

He was suddenly stubborn. “I'm driving you to the station.’

"All right. All right. But go sit in the corner." Fastening the valisc. Iimily caught her fingen, She was furious. She kicked the

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Billy came in i~~ side, saying, "Hurt yourself, baby?"

She turned on (fro. “Of course r hurt myself, vou ox. If you hadn't been brothering me_" he, Pugs hrimmed with tears and she milled hPrsif away from him. suddenly filler! with rswe. "Arc vou just zo- inc: to sit there." Emily asked. "or Pr» you going to take the lug- gage?"

They were silent walking down tb» stairs and on the norch Billy said. “Wnii here. I'll bring the crate nfmmd "

(To Be Continued)

Expect Big-Three Get-Together Soon

IDNDON. Aiﬁnﬂ — (AP) — early Britlsh- erlcan - R. an war conference was viewed in Lon- don tonight as a virtual certainty ' as a result oi Prime Minister Churchill's statement in a broad- . cast from Canada. today that such e meeting was necessary and in London 'groundwork" oonfereneel already were under way.

Ivan Muisky. former Soviet em- bassador to London and‘now vice commissar of Foreign Affairs. was reported to have placed before Foreign Secretary Anthony Eden this morning a draft of R-Lssiaﬁs war and post-war aims. to tater- there is suXLcient basis for a profitable “big three" get-together.

ciarori. "Would you like a. slug. Karin?" "‘

"I don't think so. I've pack and go."

lll at ease. He eyes and cleared his throat. “Aren't

you twlng to wait tell morning?" were believed to have been van firm-hand the five-ten", made at the

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- S ssa gis him WhEnYB. A. \'t for the locker m]; d g n o; m 50y; t, poslﬂgn room. Billy was suddenly stiff and as Oufﬁef. by ﬁgmwego

avoided Emily's miénictiltlon to Wash ton.

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