The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1922-05-26

How d'you do, Miss Lee. Don't say
you've forgotten me so soon! Druce.
you know, Bellamy BRUCE"
Don't be ridiculous Belw sa
Cant blame me for wondering--can
you?-seeing the way you stare, as II
| were a ghost" .c
so you are" Lucinda retorted
shocked into gasping conference by this
impudence. Il can't imagine greater
surprise ="
II believe you. But think of mine
mean. Of course, my establishment
Bel would have her hand, there was
no refusing him that open sign Of
friendship There was nothing SHE
could do now but take his cues as the,
fell and treat the recontre as one OF
the most welcome she had ever expert
enced
But wherever did you bob up from,
Bell?"
From the east, naturally - las
nights train. Never saw d movie In
the making before, you know. Most
entertaining. Congratulate you and
/
your little scene just now Only for
the camera over there. ia have sworn
you both meant it,"
Don't put too much trust in tho
camera. MIR, Druce. Summerlad inter.
posed blandly. "Rumor to the contrary
Notwithstanding, the blame thing has
been known to lie"
Hare you, Mr., Summerlad7" Bel
lamy met his impudence with irresisti.
bic audacity 80 we meet again. Well.
pleasanter circumctances than last time.
WHAT"
Conditions are what one makes them.
out here in California. ! hope you'll
find the climate healthier than Chi
cago's"
Trust me for that" Bellamy retort.
ed in entire good humor. But l say"
He glanced in felgned apprehension
toward the camera-"not obstructing
traffic. am T."
NO fear or Jacques would've bawled
you out long ago"
Srght," Jacques averred. coming
forward to be introduced IAN through
for today. folks" he called back to the
company. Les go!'
Anxious TO see you, Linda, of course,
and have talk, some time when you're
not professionally engaged" said Be-
as they strolled toward the machines.
You may call one me Friday, Bel"
AT the Hollywood, OF course Many
thanks"
Bellamy was punctliously gaIlan,
. about helping Lucinda and Fanny into
their car. then returned 10 his own
wagging a cavalier farewell to Sum.
merlad as the latter sped away with
jacques.
They had been some time under way
when Fanny broke into Lucinda's med
itations with an ecstatic murmur
"Pricelessl
Lucinda came to with frown. I'm
glad YOU think so" she said shortly.
Don't he upstage, You know It's
priceless. Why didn't you tell me your
Bel was such a lamb"
, He's not my Bel any more, and |
don't consider him lamb"
Then | presume YOU have no objec
/ tion to my vamplng him?"
But Lucinda was nattentlve: she had
lapsed swiftly into an abstraction which
had less 10 do with the reappearanct
, Of Bellamy than the issue OF the Sum
, merland affair. Nothing that had hap
Qened since had served TO erase the
| impression OF that first kiss nothing
conceivable could Seem half so momen
tous. The presence OF the camera haC
meant nothing; they had kissed in earn
, est; mute, her lips had confessed toC
much. II remained only TO be deter
, mined whether or not Summerlad hat
understood their message II he had
Lucinda well knew. she was a los
woman.
She was possessed with species oi
rapturous alarm
XXI1I.
> In sequel Lucinda knew two day.
made UP Of emotions singularly strait
fled. Most OF the time. Of course. al
of it spent with Lynn or in dreaming
OF him. she was merely but comprehen
sibly a young woman In love and ela,
of It. Nevertheless. dark hours alternat
ed in apprehension of what she wa.
resolved must be her final talk with
Bel.
, Lucinda found 1t by no means cas-,
to compose an attitude which she coul,
depend upon to dlshearten Bel decisive
ly, without going to the length Of tell
ing him point'bank that she was II
. love with another man and meant I,
marry him as soon as her professlona
commitments would leave her free 4
20 through the mill at Reno.
Go ahead, Linda, by all means di
vorce me II your hearts set on it,
once could almost hear him say it
Z but don't tell me you're doing 1t jus
TO marry a man who paints his nos,
for living"
Somehow one got scant comfort o
the retort obvious that II Lynn di,
paint his nose he al least did II viii
nothing more harmful than paint.
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