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BEGIN' HERE TODAT Beautiful ELLEN ROSSITER. employrd at Barclty'i <!epartmrnt store, ■works night.*, as a dance hall hostess. Bhe ilvrs with her mother, MOLLY ROSSITER, her elder sister MYRA, and her babv brother MIKE. STEVfcN BARCLAY, 57, and owner of Barclay's, Is !n love with Ellen. Twice •he. refuses to marry him because she loves LARRY HARROWGATE, an artist ahe has met at the dance hall. Bhr loves him dwapite the fact that hla engagement to ELIZABETH BOWES, a debutante, has been announced. Larry asks F.lien to meet his mother, then *e n ds a note saying he can not keep the engagement. He also sav* he will be unable to see her for some time. Heart-broken. Ellen reads in a newspaper thdt Elizabeth Boms had returned from Europe. Ellen flings herself into work, trying to forget Larry. Gradually she comes to think less of him and more of Bteven Barclay. One day at the store she received a message that her brother has been struck by a truck. Rushing home, she finds the cnlld Is dangerously 111. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN (Continued) Late one August afternoon Steven fame to the apartment a little In advance of Bert. They had fallen into the habit, the four of them, of having an early supper together and then driving to the hospital. It, was a comfortable, informal arrangement that was always subject to unannounced revision. Ellen and Myra were in the kitchen when Steven arrived. He brought with him hjs usual offering, a large box of flowers. They were old-fashioned garden flowers this time. After being assured that there was nothing he could do to aid the supper preparations, Steven ignored orders to wait in the living room and seated himself ors one of the kitchen chairs. For some time he watched the sisters at their housewifely tasks and then he spoke suddenly: “Are you two satisfied with Mike’s progress?” “Satisfied?” Ellen echoed, a faint frown on her forehead. tt tt a SHE had been pulling threads of silk from golden ears of corn hut .she stopped now and turned to fare him. “Well. I’m not,” Steven announced definitely. “I’m not either,” Ellen confessed in a low, reluctant tone. "But there's nothing we can do, is there?” “I'd never have brought it up if there hadn’t been,” he replied, his ryes grave and unsmiling. “But there is and I’ve done it.” “What have you done?” “Last, week I cabled Vienna and asked Dr. Stengel to come have a look at Mike. He’ll arrive this evening. “Wait a minute before you say anything. I didn’t do this on a hunch or without advice. I did it because Dr. Ellis assured me, as did the other doctors at the hospital, that it was the thing to do. I had your mother’s permission. I couldn’t ask for yours.” Myra was silent, but Ellen gave a vexed cry. “You sho u 1 and n’t have. You shouldn’t have.” “Why not?" he asked her levelly. She found herself confused and trembling before the question. What he had done was so sensible, so logical, so altogether wise. “It's only,” Ellen said thickly as her arguments seemed to melt away.

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“it’s only that It’ll be years and years before Myra and I can hope to pay you back.” She glanced at Myra and saw that her sister was In silent agreement. Strangely she could find no pleasure in that knowledge. All at once she knew that she had been silly and school girlish to let so small a thing as pride stand in the way of Mike’s welfare. Myra too was being silly. “Ellen,” Steven asked in the silence, “are you being fair to want to shut me out now? Who would I help if I couldn’t help you?” “Nc, Steven*,” she said slowly, “I wasn’t being fair.” Throughout the dinner she was oddly subdued. Afterward when Myra and Bert mentioned the dishes she insisted that the washing up be left for her and Steven. Myra hesitated, then saw something In Ellen’s face that made her hurry Bert into the living room. Ellen closed the door that shut her and Steven into the little world of the kitchen. She turned to his puzzled expectant eyes. “If you would still like to marry me, Steven,” she said softly, “I would like to marry you.” CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT STEVEN fell back a step in surprise. “Do you mean this? Are you serious?” Ellen’s eyes answered him. She paused to brush back from her forehead a lock of curling hair. “I would be safe if I married you,” she went on. “I would have peace. Just now I very much want peace and safety.” “I’ve never heard that marriage was particularly safe,” he told her. Ellen pondered. “But I—” she had begun when he interrupted. “Ellen, my dear, I’m afraid you have conceived some mad idea of marrying me to show your gratitude. I can’t let you do that.” “It’s not that at all,” Ellen put in, her cheeks flushing. “But you don’t love me.” “I don’t know what love means,” she said wearily, not denying his statement. “I know that I think you are the kindest man in the world. I know that I trust and admire you. Isn’t that enough?” “At your age I’m inclined to think not.” “Help me, help me, Steven!” the girl whispered. “So there is—was—some one else?” He was watching and saw the gallant smile that did not reach her eyes. She did not answer the question, but put another instead. “Would you marry me, Steven, knowing that I once thought I loved someone else very much, even though I knew that love wouldn’t work out, never could work out?” He laughed mirthlessly. “I’m afraid I would. I’d think, you see, that I loved you so much that in time you would come to love me, too.” Still he made no move toward her. There was no exultation in his face. He only stood looking down on her. “I don’t understand,” she began ruefully. “Just the other day ” He turned to walk the scant length of the kitchen, past the piled up sink with its unwashed dishes,

past the stove and porcelain table to stare through the open window into the hot night. Wheeling suddenly he came back to her and forced himself to say the words so hard to speak. “Just the other day you did not feel under obligations to me. Now I’m afraid you do.” “There’s no use pretending I’m not grateful to you,” Ellen admitted. “No use pretending I wouldn’t like to do everything I can to make you as happy as you’ve made me. But that isn’t a fault, is it?” a a a THE light from the single unshaded bulb aureoled her tawny hair and gilded her bare arms, revealed by the thin blue frock. She stood there so fresh and confident, so young and desirable, that Barclay felt his resolution weaken. “But how about—how about the other man?” he asked, clearing his throat. “I hope you’ll understand, Steven, when I tell you that he brought me nothing but misery and grief and heartache. “I thought I’d go mad with restlessness and pain when I knew him. It was that kind of love, Steven. The love it’s best to forget,” She paused, then added, “But that’s all done now. I can even say I’m glad It’s done.” Ellen believed the words as she spoke them. Steven believed her because he wanted to, but there was no real confidence in his heart. As Ellen raised hel- fresh young lips to his first kiss, she determined that he should be happy. It was not the ecstatic kiss she had dreamed of, but she felt at peace. She thought it was peace that she wanted. Hand in hand like childern they went into the living room to announce their engagement. Myra and Bert were pleased, but surprised. Myra kissed them both in a quaint and dignified way. Bert shyly shook hands with thfc handsome, graying man w-ho was to be his brother-in-law. , Afterward they washed the dishes, all of them, and were very gay. Myra and Bert joked and teased until Ellen blushed as brightly as Steven. But she did not mind the teasing. Then the girls put on hats to go to the hospital. Alone together for a moment, Myra gave Ellen an ecstatic hug and whispered the wish that she always would be happy. The four of them went down the stairs. Mrs. Clancy was at her usual post and waved a greeting. On sudden impulse Ellen stopped to announce the news and to introduce Steven as her fiance. She knew from Steven’s boyish laugh that he was pleased. “When’s it to be?” demanded Mrs. Clancy. Ellen hesitated. There had been no talk of dates. “Probably not for some time,” Steven answered for her. “I’m compelled to sail for Europe Saturday and the wedding will take place after my return.” Mrs. Clancy’s smiling, significant eyes followed, them until they were lost to sight by the stairway turn. Myra and Bert were already outside. It was as they were going down the last flight of stairs that Ellen spoke. “Would you like to make it sooner, Steven?” she asked. “Soon enough so that if Mike’s well enough I can go to Europe with you?” “Ellen!’ a a a HE caught her in his arms so roughly that for a moment she -was frightened. His hoarse, low voice was murmuring in her car. So she did love him! She did want to make it soon! Something in Ellen’s heart turned over with shame and dismay. She understood all at once, as she trembled in his arms, that the reason she had wanted to make it soon was to protect herself from another meeting with Larry Harrowgate.

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Her heart contracted with reluctance and an odd pain. Steven never should guess why she wanted her promise to be Irrevocable. She stroked his hair back from his forehead and assured him that she did love him. There are all kinds of love in this world, Ellen thought. Steven never should suspect that she had given away for •good and all the kind of love he wanted. So little did the young and virginal Ellen know of the human heart. They walked out to the car. “There's just one thing I want

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were popping out of apartments all ove* the neighborhood. Everyone seemed to know that something unusual was happening at the Rossi ters. “Wasn't mother pleased!” Myra observed as they climbed the stairs. “And didn’t Steven blush when she kissed him! I don’t believe I’ve seen mother so oxcited for years.” “I know,” Ellen agreed absently. “What are you thinking about, honey?” Ellen roused herself. “Oh, nothing.” They reached the apartment.

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“What’d you think of Dr. Stengal?” Myra asked, flinging herself to a chair and yawning hugely. “He's all right. I guess.” “You are thinking of something.'’ Myra said accusingly. “I can see it in your eyes.” “You can see too many things that aren’t there.” Ellen told her uncomfortably. She moved about the room, emptying ash trays and putting things to rights for the night. “Isn't it great to have everything so easy for a change?” Myra said dreamily. “Did I tell you Steven

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spoke to me again about Bert and said he was going to arrange immediately for Bert to get that job at the store—in the book department? You know how Bert loves books!” a a a LLEN was aroused from her reverie. Her enthusiasm was spontaneous and real. “I can’t tell you how glad I am,” she said. “That will just suit Bert. All he's reeded has been a break.” v'To Be Continued)

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