For the most part her days held variety and pleasure. The place was

beautiful, the weather pleasant, the people congenial. She motored over

the forest roads, she canoed along the margin of the lake, she played

golf and tennis. She wore exquisite gowns to dinner and danced during

the evenings. But she seldom walked anywhere on the trails and, never

alone, and she never climbed the mountains and never rode a horse.

Morrison arrived and added his attentions to those of other men. Carley

neither accepted nor repelled them. She favored the association with

married couples and older people, and rather shunned the pairing off

peculiar to vacationists at summer hotels. She had always loved to play

and romp with children, but here she found herself growing to avoid

them, somehow hurt by sound of pattering feet and joyous laughter. She

filled the days as best she could, and usually earned quick slumber

at night. She staked all on present occupation and the truth of flying

time.




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