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f LARK ^VlEREDIT WKNOLS" COM/GW or cHH/ocfj jcwoaovj jothj SYNOPSIS. CHAPTER I.?Richard SearleS, suecessful American playwright, con tides to Ilia friend, l'ob Singleton, the fact that, Inspired hy the genius of a young actress whom he had seen In I?ndon, he lias written a play, "Lndy Larkspur," solely with the thought that she should Interpret the leading character. This alrl. Vtnlet Uewlng, iiiiB disappeared and Searles refuses to allow the play to be produced with anyone else In the part. Singleton has Just returned (Invalided) from France, where he hud been serving in the aviation corps. His uncle, Raymond Bashford, a wealthy man, had contracted a marriage a short time before his death, while on a visit to Japan. Ho left Singleton a comparatively small amount of money and the p*-'vllego of residence In the "garage" of . Is summer home, Barton-onthe-Sound, Connecticut. Mrs. Itashford Is believed to be traveling In the Orient.. The household at Barton Is made up of elderly employees of the Tyrlngham, a New York hotel, where Bashford made Ills home. By the terms of his will these people are to have a home at Barton for the rest of their lives. Singleton goes to Barton, taking with hhn the manuscript of "lady I-arkspur." There he finds the household strangely upset, some of Its meinbors being suspected by their comrddes of protlcrinanisni. Antolne, head of the establishment, Informs him that he has been perplexed by the somewhat mysterious visits of a stranger, apparently a foreigner, seeking Mrs. Bashford. Antolne Iiub formed the mule members of the household Into a guard for the protection of the premises. Torrence. high official of the trust company handling Bnshford's estate. Informs Singleton thnt Mrs. Bashford Is In America and may be expected at Barton at any time. CHAPTER II. The Amazing Widcw. As noon lis Torrence lefl 1 returned to Hie parage, feeling flint with Mrs. Bashford tin American soli my use of the residence even ns a lonflng-place xvns unbecoming. Mrs Bashford was nor only In America, hut with a motor nt her command * she might reach Barton nt any hour. And the vigorous. dominating woman who had captured my uncle Bush, hurled him In a far country, and then effected a hop, skip, and Jump from Bangkok to Seattle, was likely to he a prodigal spender of gasoline. Her propensity for traveling encouraged the hope thnt she would quickly weary of Barton and pine for lands where the elephant and llnrlcklshn flourish ! had brought with me the manuscript of Searles' play, and I fell upon It Irritably and begun reading the lirst act. The dialogue moved briskly, and 1 rend on as though enfolded In the air of a crisp spring morning. My grouch over the upsetting of my plans v yielded under the spell of his humor. "Lady Larkspur" was the nuinc assumed by the daughter of u recluse nnturnllst In the valley of Virginia. She had known no life but thnt of the open country, where she ran wild all summer, aiding her father in collecting plants and butterflies. He had educated the girl In such a manner thnt only the cheer nnd Joy of life were known to her. Hating mankind. he had encouraged her In nnture-worshlp. She knew no literature except the classics; all history, even the history of the storied valley In which she lived, wns a sealed book to her. The girl's curiosity Is roused by the sudden appearance of strangers from the unknown world beyond, whom ahe mystifies by her quaint old-worldlsbness. Searles had taken an old theme nnd given a novel twist to It. The solution of the mystery of the father's exile and an amusing com. pllyatlon of lovers afforded a suspensive Interest well sustained to the end. In the last act the girl appears at a ball at a country house In sophisticated raiment, nnd the story ends In the key of mirth In which It began. It wan n delightful blending nnd modernization of Diana, * Atalnnta, Cinderella, nnd Itosnllnd; hut even In the typewritten page It wns nmftxIngly alive nnd well calculated to evoke tears nnd laughter. Thnt a play so enthralling should be burled In a safety-vault wns not to be thought of, and I sat down nnd wrote Searles a long letter demanding thnt be nt once forget the lost stnr for whom he had written the piece, suggesting the names of several wellknown actresses I thought worth considering for the difficult leading role. Not satisfied with this, I telephoned As Dead a Every druggist in town?yoi gist has noticed a great falling all give the same reason. D< place. "Calomel is dangerous and Liver Tone is perfectly safe ; prominent local druggist. Take "Dodson's L Dodson's Liver Tone in personally l^iarantfted by every druggist whe sella it. A large bottle costs but e fe% cents, and if it fails to give easy relief in every case of liver sluggish' Bees and constipation, you have only to aak for your money back. Dodson's Liver Tone ie a pleasant touting, purely vegetable remedy " *' ' "' ' ' i'I III" * I>Y^ a telegram to the agent nt Knrto for transmission to Senrlesat the Ohl address he hod given tne. The next day passed without Inc dent, and on the second, henrin nothing from Torrence, I began I doubt Mrs. Ilnshford's proxlmltj On the third, still hearing nothing, barkened to an Invitation from frlen<! nt New London nnd drove In th runabout for dinner. It was nildnlgl when I got back, and when I reache the gates several men dashed out < the lodge and halted me. I "She's come. sir," announce ' Antolne, emerging from the darknes i nnd speaking under stress of dec emotion; "madame the widow he arrived, sir!" ! "Why not Cleopatra or the Quee of Shebn?" I exclaimed testily .< [ cover my annoyance that my aunt ha effected her descent In my nbsene "Well, Bhe was expected; the house n?:r? j wuiii u?? you wmu me to no nnoi It?" I ended with affected Joculnrlt; "We received her<l?e best we could hut It wns most unfortunnte. your n< being here, sir." "Is that your Iden, Antolne, or (J you relleot the lady's sentiments? J'i properly humiliated either way. Te me Just what she suid." "Well. sir. she Just laughed when took the liberty of apologizing." "The sneering laughter of outrage I dignity I (Jo ahead and give me th rest of It." i "It was at ten she came, sir, and tli guard held her up, not recognlxln i 'her, here at the gate, and when tli car wouldn't stop the hoys chased lit and tired at tfie tlaes of her machlm It wns very dreadful, sir. And at th house?at the door, sir?the guar wns very hursh with her, sir, mta i regrettable." "You certainly made a mess of It I 1 ejaculated. "Rut you did let h< I In?Into her own house, we mm remember?you did grant her tli I' courtesy of a lodging for the night 1 I Inquired Ironically. "She's retired, sir. There was a lad with her; maybe a maid; I can exactly say; ami we did everytliinj sir. to make her comfortable. Sh wns not what you might say fuss; hut quite human-like. I hope you' 1 pardon us. sir, which was dire to n< being warned." i "Oh. It's all right with me. hut I the morning she'll probably bounce th whol^lot of us. An old lady fatigue from* n Journey cross country nu shot at on her own premises ?Its very pretty story." I Antolne wns swallowing hard In hi | effort to continue the recital. | "You sn.v an old lady, sir: the ml: tress Is not ronlly what you wotil cnll so old?not exnetly. sir." "Really a youngish party, I shou' say." volunteered Ornves. the garden** Just wl itf thpse veterans would ca old *1 ? a .matter of conjecture. ."Ypnng or old, she would hnr 1! relish her reception. Tin rr was tnsfd. and they came In a machine Did you put up the chauffeur or dl yon shoot him on the spot?" "If ..... c ? l. I? ?.l - __ nan U Ullfll Hill' I I It?, KIT, II II mndame sent It away. The drive was a good deal upset over the shoo Ing. One of the rear tires was quit blown away." "You're In luck If he doesn't hav you nil nrrested to-morrow," I reinarl ed consolingly. "Mrs. Bashford seemed quite amuse by the occurrence," Antolne continue* "'Wonderful America!' she kept sa; Ing after we'd got her Inside. W gave her tea, which was all she aske for. We did our best to make hf comfortable. And there was a doi sir. I recall that the master was nr fond of dogs." Antolne spoke truly; If there wn anything my uncle Bnsh detested ! . was a dog, hut I reflected that I world-skipping widow who coul corral so difficult a subject as m uncle would be quite capable of Inspl Ing him with delight In the cnnln species. My respect for the woman powers of persuasion was intensltle by this disclosure. teJho Dodo ir druggist and everybody's drugoff in the sale of calomel. They Ddson's Liver Tone is taking its people know it, while Dodson's md gives better results," said a iver Tone" Instead I r Take a spoonful at night and wake > up feeling fine; no biliousness, sick L headache, acid atomaeh or constipated , bowels. It doesn't gripe or cauae inconvenience all the next day like violent calomel. Take a doae of calomel today and tomorrow you will feel weak, aick and nauseated. Don't lose a day's work! Take Dodeon'a Ur%r , Tom instead and fool ft*e, fall ft p ' -' iptlFW V * I. 1 .. ? I 1*0 tnake sure nothing was required | of me until morning. I drove past tb? 'i Drove Past the House. (1 if house with the army hanging to th? footboard. Tho lower rooms wer* <5 dark, hut lights twinkled through the 9i second-story shutters. My aunt waf P established on the premises, and hei lP coming and the circumstances of hei advent constituted a good Joke of n which I and not she wus the victim, 0 When I reached my quarter* In the . T . . ' J (I Kiiuiiic i bhi uuwn iiiiii laugneu until e- Flynn uppeiircd, frightened by my |8 noisy mirth that hud penetrated to his jj quarters. y. I 'wakened early, rang a hell conI. nectlng my rooms with the chnuf,t four's end of the garage as a warning to the Flynns to prepare hrenk|0 fast, anil was dressed when the Irish[n man come In with the tray. T the II absence of a morning paper I clung to him for company. 1 "I trust you will not he leaving. sorr," he remarked, eyeing my half,j packed trunk. ie "Very soon, Flynn." "Then Klslo and I will he going ip too, Rorr. It's most uncomfortable j> they're making us?Dutch and the ip rest. That Antolne and his army >i keep pesterln' us and enllin' us Iluns. e> "It's most disagreeable we find It, ip the wife and me." d "Suffer anil he strong?that's the ,1 watchword! We will hope that Mrs. Rashford Is a woman of sound sense l? and taet who will exert herself to >r restore peace on her property. When I call to pay my respects and make ip my adieus I shall speak to her of the I" situation and vouch for your loyalty. You haven't, 1 suppose, seen the widow lx yet?she's probably sleeping late." I "Quite the contrary, sorr. She's been up and around for an hour an' u, more. She's l>o?o all over the place y and stopped for a squint nt the garage, lj her and the pup." >t "She been here, Inspecting the gnrnge?" 1 asked, glancing at my n watch. It was not yet eight o'clock. 0 The bnnter died out of me; clenrly It ,,l hail been my duty to he on hand to (j pilot hor over the estate, or nt bust B ,to receive hor at the garage. "Just what was the lady's frame of mind? ls as to things generally. Peeved, was she, over the row last night?" ? "Oh. no, sorr; quite cheerful an* (| friendly. She's ordered n big car from New York and told mo It would be coming up to-day and to make a place for It." j Here was news Indeed, destroying all my hopes that she medltnted only a brief sojourn. The purchase of a machine meant definitely that she y would remain for some time, perhaps d for the winter. I poured a second cup of coffi-e. swallowed It, grabbed my hat d and stick, nnil nsked enlightenment ,r as to the course tuken hy Mrs. Rashp ford when she left the garage. 0 "Slie#took the lower road, sorr, toward the Sound and stopped off e quite brisk-like." It was the serenest of September mornings, and I hurried away, thinkd Ing the cloudless blue arch, the j twinkling sea, j>nd the crisp nlr might p. serve to soften my aunt's displeasure at her hostile reception. Prom the (| conservatories I caught a glimpse of ,r a womnn on the Iteuch?a slender, j, agile woman, throwing a hall for the ,t amusement of a fox-terrier. The two were ha' ing no end of a good time. ? She laughed Joyfully when the ball lt fell Into her hands and the terrier a barked his discomfiture and eager^ ness for a chance to redeem himself. Antolne's equivocal statement as to Mrs. Ilushford's age was ridiculous. o Instead of the mhhlle-ugcd woman , whom I was prepared to meet., here was beyond question a vigorous, healthy neing whose every movement ? spoke for youth and the Joy of life. It might, after all, he the maid of whom Antoine had spoken. I reached a low stone wall Mint voimrtiiuil tlm lawu from the bench Just ns she effected n running plck-np of tlie hall. She turned swiftly nnd Hung It straight lit my head, invoiunturily 1 put up my hund and caught it Just as she suw me and cried out?a cry of warnI Ing and contrition. I tossed the hull to the dog. "What must you think of me I" she exclaimed. "I was blinded by the sunlight and I didn't see you?really I did not I" "I bad no business being In the way," I laughed, noting first her glowing color, her violet eyes? amazingly tine eyoa they were?her fair hair with Its golden glint, her plain black gown with lawn collar and wristbands. It was her age, however, that roused me to Instant speculation. Twenty-five, I decided, was a maximum; more likely she was not more than twenty-two, and If 1 had been told that eighteen was the total of her years I shouldn't have bad the heart to dispute It. "ltoh Singleton," I said and stupidly added, "and you are Mrs. Basliford?" unable for the life of me to avoid turning the statement Into an Inquiry. "I am your aunt Alice," she said with a smile, putting nut her hand. "Down, Hex I" she commanded the dancing terrier; "lie down; school's over now"; wheretfpon Hex obediently sprawled In the mind and began try 1 ~*TWtnsn't fhnt silly of me to try tc 1 kill you the first time we iuel?" ilet eyes danced with merriment. "I didn't know of course that mty one was about, Hut you inude |i very nice catch ol It I I had expected to receive you most formally In the drawing-room, but this ronlly serves very well. Thai tree down yonder Is Inviting; suppose we stay out here, and full; a bit." This struck me as the pleaaanteat thing ImngLnahle. though I was still dazed and my tqngue seemed to hav? died In my mouth. This girl, thle ( wholly charming and delightful ' young woman, was the monstrous bei Ing I had conjectured as the globetrotting widow who had kidnaped ami mnrrled my uncle! Not only had she nutrrled tny uncle Hash ami in din course burled hltu; she had been a widow when she married lilin. The thing was staggering, bewildering She was clearly anxious to be friendly, hut nothing that I hud thought o( saying to her titled the situation. "lu the tlrst place," 1 liimlly began, "I must upologize most humbly lor the eurucst efforts of the servants tu tifttrder you last uiglit. Mr. Torreiice had promised to lei me know w lieu you would reach here, but be must liuve forgotten it. 1 laid motored to u friend's bouse to dlue and didn't get buck until the mischief was done. ( I'm very sorry." , "Not for tlio world would 1 Imvt i missed that," she ext. .aimed with u i j merry laugh. "It nus perfectly delicious I And It was nil my Intill. I meant to remuin a day at llartford, > you know, und send a message to Mr. Torreuce from there, hut I found tl>ut by pushing on I could reach here yesterday. And you know we Kngllslt always expect strange things to happen i in America. I don't iiiwIkpkii.h.i why those people ut the gates were so Jolly anxious to kill us; hut It doesn't matter; you would spoil the joke hy explaining It." - However, I did my host?It was a weak attempt?to explain the nervous i ness of the veteran servants und their display of violence. Her arrival niude It likely thul we should soon know more about the "parties" whose visits and inquiries had so alarmed Antoino and his comrades. I told her with ull the humor I could throw Into the recital of the drilling of the hell-hops , and of the uncomfortable relations between the Allied forces and the Teutonic minority on the estate. "It was dear of Mr. Ilashford to provide a home for these people; wasn't he really the kindest soul that ever lived?" she said softly. She gazed wistfully seaward, and I saw the gleam of tears on her long lashes. My uncle had, then, meant something to her! No one. In speech or manner, could have suggested the udvcnturvss less; uncle Hash was a gentleman, a man of esthetic tastes, and the girl was adorable. More rentarknhle things had happened in the history of love ami marriage than that two such persons, meeting In a far corner of the world, would honestly care for each ot.ier. "You stopped at Hartford," I begin, breaking a long silence. "You have friend* there 1" "Not one! I hud made a pious pilgrimage to Mark Twain's last iMme at Iteddlng. an^ hearing that he had lived at Hartford. I came through there to render my fullest homage, lie has always been one of my heroes, you know." "Our introduction Is complete," I said reverently. "Let's consider ourselves old friends." "1 rather thought we understand each other," she said In her even, mellow tones. "You know, we laid yottr photograph out Kast?a very good one. it seems?so I had an Idea of what you looked like. "He was very fond of you. He was u * > proud that you had gone Into the war." "I am glad to hear that: I thought he disapproved of mo for refusing tn K" into business. tic offered me u substantial interest before lie Hold out." "I know that; but I think be liked you rather better for refusing It. Husinosa with him was merely a means to an end. And It was doubly sad that he should die Just when he was free to enjoy the beautiful things be loved." It wus at the tip of nty tongue to I say that the loss of her compunlonship was even more grievous; hut , nothing In her manner Invited such a comment. She talked for some time ' of Uncle Hash's life In the Kust, of his short Illness and quite unexpected death. "Hut I'm keeping you," she ex< claimed suddenly, Jumping down from | the wall. "And I must finish my * unpacking." | As we walked to the house I ansI wered her questions about the nelgh: horhood, and promised to telephone J Torrence Immediately of her arrival. j ENJOYS HIS 3 MEALS A DAY | Mr. Woolen Thinks Much of ZIRON, Bictisi It Made Him His Old Self Again. Sick people do not get much out of life. In order to enjoy your meals, to do youi work well, you must be strong and healthy. Pale, weak, nervous people frequently need iron to enrich their blood ana to restore vitality to their system, and a good way to supply the iron is to follow the example ol Mr. Clayton Wooten, ot Scotland, Ga., who used Ziron Iron 1 onic and lias this to say about it: "I have taken Ziron according to directinns and I can truthfully say that it is a fine tonic. It lias done nie all the good. Since 1 began taking it, I have gaincdeight pounds in weight and enjoy eating three meals a day. I shall do all I can to recommend Ziron." Try Zironl Your druggist sells Ziron on a guarantee to refund your money if the first bottle fails to benefit. You cannot lose anything, but very likely will Srain much, by getting a bottle of Ziron, odayl ZN U \bur Blood Needs jl a a sa ' ^plWPUipli9LPP,JP^l,, 11 J U'L1?- "." L j- T- *? __ Pf i 1 "THE verti definite] aim of The cone for,, j| exisl j Next h j ' ' *'Y?u will have luncheon wltli us-- ' or maybe dipuer would be better?or both? I shall think you resent my coining If you don't dine at the house every day. Mrs. Farnsworth?tuy friend and companion?Is a very Interesting woman. I um sure you will \ like her." The Information that she was protected In her youthful widowhood by a companion was Imparted neatly. "It was really much nicer, meeting this way," she said, giving me her hand. "We shall expect you at seven." I found them on the veranda. She came toward me, a slender figure In white. She seemed taller In white; as she took a few stops toward ?ne, i 1 was uware of a statellness 1 had missed at the shore. A queenly . young person, but as unaffectedly cordial and friendly as In the bright ; morning sunlight. "Mrs. Farnsworth, Mr. Singleton." ' Mrs. Furnsworth was a pleasantfaced, white-haired woman with remarkably fine, dark eyes. If the 1 positions had been changed?if Mrs. Farnsworth had been my uncle's choice of a wife, the sltuntlon would have been much more real. I Instantly liked Mrs. Farnsworth. She uttered I a few commonplaces In an uncouiiuonplace tone without pausing in her knitting. Mrs. Hasltford had been knitting too, nnd as she sat down she took up her yarn and needles. Her manner of knitting was charming. She knew that I was watching her hands nnd remarked with a grace- ; ful turn of the head: "For an English hoy somewhere! I began by knitting for my brother and cousins, hut"?her head bent lower?"that Isn't for me to do any more." Iler eyes, turned upon mo for a moment, were bright with tears. j It had been years since the house had known n woman's hand, and it wns astonishing how humnnlzed it hud become In a few hours. The long dining-room, always a hare, forbidding place, had been reduced to cosy proportions by screens, and n small round table replaced the nias- ! < slve, oblong affair that always looked 1 as though It had been built Into the house by the carpenters. < * "I found those lovely screens in the ' garret and thought we might as well enjoy tliem, and that Lang Yno Jar ' yon see on the sideboard oughtn't to ' be hidden in ttie vault." "1 am sure Uncle Hash would he happy to know you care for these 1 things so much." I snick noting that ' the white roses she had chosen for i Injur? I knew the choice was hers? served to emphasize the deep red of ' Its exquisite glaze. "I am among the unelect," remarked Mrs. Karnsworth. "When I am told that such things are beautiful I am Immediately convinced. I say 1 they arc beautiful, and that Is enough." "That has always been enough for me." I replied, "My uncle used to try to interest me, but he gave It up when he found that my pagan soul was aroused by nothing hut pottery . Idols. I am a heathen 1" "1 am gratified that you ntnke tlie .A > ? 1-1 ?t .. I aiiiMiooivn 3" imuivijf, Oil m .Iirn, r lll'IIH* 1 worth. "I have always been a great ! adiulrer of the heathen. Hut. you know, i Mr. Singleton, Alice and I never can agree as to Just what a heathen la. i All our squabbles have been about i that. I am (Ntqmscd to include all I who believe In fairies good, or bad, and persona ^bo honestly believe in { signs, omens, and lucky stones and 1 . all who have the receipt o? fern-seed and walk Invisible?there's Shakes- [ ' l?eare for that." I "I think," said Mrs. Itashford | soberly, "thnt I have always believed i , In witches; and If I keep on believing 1 shall see one Some day. We shall llnd anything In this world that we believe In hnrd enough." j She was talking very gravely, as ( though witches were the commonest topic of conversation, hut finding my ' i eyes turned upon her In frank wonder, ' , she laughed at my amazement. "Let us he honest with you, Mr. { Singleton," Mrs. Farnsworth explained, . "and tell you thnt we are Just testing 1 you. 11 may he a breach of hospitality. and you are hut a stranger, hut we ure curious to know whether you are of that small company of the 1 * ill f ? .1 mt mm only tires built to j ised Ideal ? an Ide* [y indicates the poli< the makers of Fisk Fisk Ideal: "To be the b< ?rn in the world to wc and the squarest concern tence to do business witl time?BUY f om your dealei lu'fny foolish without hoooininn idiotic. Alice tsv sometimes very near Idiocy. You admit that. Alice!" "I not only admit It, hut I ntlcht even hoast of it!" my aunt replied. At the mention of witches I had ' can tilt t Antolne crossing himself as he 1 tttrned to the sideboard. 1 confess i Unit I itself had heen startled by the drift of the talk. Mrs. Knrnsworth j ; and uiy uunt treated each other to though they were contemporaries and It was Alice and Constance between j. them. As the t:.lk ran exhaustively . throuch the lore of witches ami trolr lias I had hoped that one or the other I would drop some clue as to the previ- j oils history of my tiuinziiiK aunt. It j was as plain as dav that she and | Mrs. Farnsworih Indulged in whims for the Joy of it. ami her zest in the discussion of witches, carried on while " Antolne serve<1 the table, lips tightly Jlif j ill ill III { i, : fc W lli i f, J U I 1' ^ ' ) j' 1 ! :' \\J I ^ : ZLfo1 I i' nm BM V.-y I . I ^5='V^. i ' i, jC\ "J m ' ' v :ffcy I ) ' I 'i I J , 1 I Miv/i '-Sififit.. ' / V '$ft .w ' -j Ml Might Even Buret of It!" My Aunt Replied. com pressed, and with an exaggeration r?f his stately tread, was the more st>ii'tIiit)4 from the fact that my aunt's L'otnpniiimi was a woman of years, a iniidsoine woman with a hiuh-bred air who did not look at till like tt person who would discuss witches as though I hey had heen inatle the topic of Unlay by the aftt t in.on newspapers. And when the shape of a witch's chin , I liecame the immediate point of dis- I , Mission I knew it was in Antoine's i mind that such eonversation was tin- ( becoming, an offense to the meinory of I I-...........i i?.. i..- . i>iinnihi <i, airs. camsworth's brown eyes sparkled, and tin* color deepened in my aunt's cheeks its we discoursed upon witches and the < chins thereof. I had a friend in col- I lege who used to indulge in tlie same jort of pililiug, hut tliat my uncle's | widow and her elderly companion | ihould delight in such absurdities be- I i 1 (Continued on next pay;c) |\ ~~>AW1S F< Seven! good Farms for Rent. 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