New Britain herald., 1925-12-31
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either" she cried. u see through
you both all right.
"0h but us lucky ] came home
early. II ] hadn't, I'd never have
known"
She stood by the table. motionless,
Her velvet hat was tilted over one
eye,
Barbara spoke with a great eff
fort you're making yourself RI
dicuous Fancy" she said. You'd
better think before you speak, after
this. Your manners and your
words are insulting
Fancy laughed harshly. "And
what II they are? ] didn't mean 'em
to be soothing. You'll find out. Bar
hara Hawley, that I'm not such a
fool as you think, you and Jerome.
You try to break up my affair
so you can have one OF your own
with him. Hot stuff. But ] might
have expected it---from an old maid
! like you. When they get to be your
age, they're all man crazy"
Il say. Fancy. you'd better shut
up" Jerome Was looking extreme
~ unhappy.
Shut up yourself" exclaimed
Fancy. "I'll not stay in the house
another minute with you two. And
I'm never come back either, Barbara
Hawley."
Fancy picked up her gloves and
purse from the table where she had
dropped them, and rushed for the
hall Before Jerome or Barbara
could follow her she had gone out
and slammed the door. They heard
her rapid steps on the stairs outside.
Barbara was staring at the wall,
her hands tightly clasped. She
seemed incapable Of movement. Je-
rome stood In his place looking at
her, his brows painfully puckered.
At length he took out a cigaret and
lit It, 1t puffed once and went out.
He struck another match with trem-
! bling fingers. 1t. too, went out.
With a gesture Of Impotence he
flung the cibaret toward the fire.
place. Barbara" he said, what
are We going to do?"
Barbara raised her head. II don't
know" she said. duly.
They heard the honk of taxi
horn outside. and Jerome ran to the
window. Il say, Barbara, she's
climbing in a taxi"
The words brought Barbara to her
fcct. We've got to follow her. Je-
rome" she gasred. and rushed into
her bedroom for a wrap.
Two minutes later she and Je-
rome climbed into the blue roadster
and wheeled about. Fancy's taxi
had stopped to turn around in a
driveway and they had time almost
TO cptch up with ii.
Barbara sat silent In her corner.
jerome glanced uneasily at her from
tinc to time. At last he spoke. Bar
nara, I'm deuced sorry I caused all
this. What a little spitfire Fancy
is, I didn't suppose 1t was IN her
I'm sorry she said those things to
you"
Barbara flashed an angry glance
at him. Don't bother to apologize
to me, Jerome, because she called
me an old maid. ! can stand it. The
more I see of men the easier spin
sterhood is to bear"
She leaned forward and saw the
taxi was getting further ahead
Hurry, hurry" she cried impatient
lly. Jerome nodded his head and
stepped on the accelerator. so that
the car veered and burst forward
Fancys taxi was about two blocks
ahead.
Barbara began to twist her hand
kerchief. IF we don't catch her.
she said, what in the world can ]
say to her father? He trusted me-
Jerome WINGED at the misery ir
her voice, but her stony gaze stop
ped him from speaking again.
The two cars sped on, across
town. Barbara looked out as they
passed a church steeple with a
lighted clock. 1t said "Six-thirty.'
She turned back to the man beside
her. "Jerome!" she said. ''is she
going to the depot? I believe She.
trying to make the six-forty-flvs
back to Chicago!"
! Jerome started. They were rush
ing through the warehouse distric'
in the general direction OF the sta
ton. Lord, Barbara, she wouldn'
do that"
Barbara answered coldly "Yo,
cannot tell what she would do II
this mood. Jerome. That's the trou
BILE In trif1ing with these hot-blooded
headstrong girls. Their emotions
are dynamite and very often they
are blown to bits by something tha
wouldn't have hurt the old-fashion
ed girl of a few years ago.
"oh, I'm not so old myself, but
don't belong to the f1apper age--or
at least, to the f1apper group--and
can see Fancy and her type yer!
clearly"
1t was evident that the car aheat
was making for the Berlin station.
Barbara leaned weakly bacl
against the cushions. Tears hung
on her lashes.
Jerome glanced at Barbara. Hon
estly, Babs, I'm so damned sorr.
about this. I'm not thorough rot
ter, you know. But don't you worry
Wen catch her"
A train whistle sounded at thu
left. Barbara lurched forward Al
the car swung up to the platform
The six-forty-five was slowing up a
the station. They had lost sight o
Fancy's cab.
Rebore the roadster had entirel.
stopped, Barbara had jumped from
the running board. She looked
wildly about her. A crowd Of people
Laughing and talking, blocked he
way to the tracks. She dodget
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