CHAPTER XXIV
HUGH spent his last college vacation at home, working on the farm, reading, occasionally dancing at Corley Lake, and inking a great deal. He saw Janet Harton, now let Moffitt, several tin/es at the lake and wonred how he could ever have adored her. She was 1 childlike, still dainty and pretty, but to Hugh i was merely a talking doll, and he felt a little ry for her burly, rather stupid husband who lumred about after her like a protecting watch-dog. He met plenty of pretty girls at the lake, but, ae said, he was “off women for good.” He was jiaid of them; he had been severely burnt, and ile the fire still fascinated him, it frightened i, too. Women, he was sure, were shallow rtures, dangerous to a man’s peace of mind l self-respect. They were all right to dance h and pet a bit; but that was all, absolutely
T
le thought a lot about
n more about his life
ege.
What was he
tched ahead of him for
girls that summer and
after graduation from
going to do?
Life
one year like a smooth,
