New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1926-07-26
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DO you suppose Mons went over
4 to Cassie's, after all? 1t certainly
doesn't look as if she's home, does
Iit?"
They went into the house. Mons
was not in it, but there was a note
pinned to the kitchen table.
jimmy picked it up and glanced
at it.
Holy cow" she cried. where
do you suppose she's gone? To
the movies with Mr.. Hefflinger!"
CAHPTER xXXvI
While the two girls were un-
dressing for the night. Mons and
Mr.. Hefflinger came back from, the
movies.
From the window Merry saw
them coming up Chester street arm
in arm. Walking very slowly as
young lovers walk together.
I'm going to hear what they say
to each other" jimmy whispered,
when she heard the sound OF
Mons key in the front door. She
tiptoed into the hall in her bare
feet, and passed over the banisters
into the hall below.
Merry stealthily followed her.
Together they stood there, at the
head of the stairs, and caves
dropped.
| wouldn't you like a snack OF
Something before you go upstairs?'
they heard Mons ask. They could
see her shadow on the wall below
them. as she took off her hat.
"I always sleep better myself. If
I have a little something In my
stomach. And there's some baked
beans in the ice box" she added.
"Well, a baked bean wouldn't be
so bad" Mr.. Hefflinger admitted
playfully. ESPECIALLY If theys were
baked bye a certain fair lady's
hands. Sadie"
Sadie! So he was calling her by
her first name, now! 1t had gone
as far as that! Merry's eyes met
Jinny's in a startled frown.
"Of course. I baked them, Who
else would bake beans in this
house I'd like to know" Mons
shifted. mot those lazy girls OF
mine! And ] never was one to buy
my beans from the canning factory.
Not me, Ed Hefflinger! / like my
own good home cooking best
The sound Of her voice was dead
ened by the closing of the kitchen
door.
jimmy. shaking with silent laugh
ter. battered back to the bedroom
ana threw herself down on the bed.
isn't that priceless?" she gig
gied, when she could get her breath.
"The old girl wooing Mr.. Hefflinger
with her baked beans. I'll bet you
40 cents she lands him. too. ThatN
be nice, having step-papa in the
house, don't think!'
Don't be silly. She never would
put any man in Dads place Merry
answered. Her voice was sharp be
cause she was dreadfully afraid
that that was exactly what Mons
intended TODD.
What was it Mons had said only
this afternoon? IF ] marry again"
1t was plain that she had marriage
in her mind.
And how awful 1t would be TO
have Mr.. Hefflhger sitting at the
head of the table in Dads old place.
To have him lolling in Dads easy
chair in the sitting room! To have
him fussing around the mouse
Dads house-all day Sunday!
But if it's going to happen, moth
ing can stop it from happening
Merry made up her mind, finally.
"If Mons wants to marry him.
ithere'e no uss worrying over 1t and
getting a wrinkle"
No use crossing bridges until you
got to theml And Merry never had
worried for very long about any
Ibodvs affairs but her own, any
way.
She smiled drowsily into the
| darkness of the room. presently.
The air in It was sweet with the
| fragrance of Cabby Marsh's violets
| in the toothbrush glass on the win
dow sill. 1t was of Cabby Marsh
that Merry was thinking as She
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U'oppeN VII
In the morning she walked over
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brary ana the bedroom
AS Merry passed tne uool U,
Cassles ROOM She poheu iler iean
IN 70 see the HliS'r.ss Vi 'ii,
nome was having hef coffee III oeu'
But the room was empty
Two large wardrobe trunks $1,000
IN the middle OF the floor' ana Tue
| bed. the dressing table and all the