New Britain herald., 1926-10-25

, when l told her I didn't have any money and couldn't find mother. Then, after I'd bought the slippers she suggested that I open a charge accoun. in my new name"
 Its not your name, thoughw ! Margrct cut in keenly. Tt won't be your name until tomorrow after noon. And it was dishonest to pre- tend that it was."
 T know that, now" the younger girl answered miscrably. AS soon as l got home and thought it over, I saw that I'd done wrong. I'll take the things back in the morn ia~."
 Margrct went to her dresser and took out her purse: "You need the slippers" she said. 'I'll give them to you for my wedding pres ent. But the other things will have to go back" She handed Honey Lou three crumpled ten-dollar bills.
 Honey Lou felt as if the whole weight Of the world had been sud denly lifted from her shoulders.
 "Margrct you're a darlinE," she cried. 'I just love those slippers. IL would have broken my heart if I had 10 take them back. And now lets go out and see what Steve has sent 10 the bride!"
 What he had sent her was a lit tie Martha Washington sewing table of polished brown wood in laid with bits of mother-of-pcarl
 Its adorable!" Honey Lou sighed cstactically. "But I'd rather have old Steve come around to wish me good luck, himself. He's queer duck. and you can tell him said so, when you see him, Mar grct,"
 Nargret was lighting the gas stove. and her back was toward Honey Lou when she replied:
 T haven't seen Steve for a week, except to pass him in the halls"
 She wheeled around from the stove, and there was moist brightness in her eyes.
 T wonder" she said slowly '1f old Mir WaIlacll would let me work for him. I'm going to leave the hospital The works getting to be too much for me there."
 Honey Lou was busily polishing the top of the sewing table with her handkerchief. and she did not look up and sec the tears standing in Margret's eyes.
 But she knew exactly why Mar grct wanted to leave Holy Cross hospital. She wanted to get away from stephen Mayhew. just as Honey Lou. herself, had once want ed to get away from the sight and sound of Jack Wallack. Her voice was very gentle when she an swered.
 Sure, he'd give you my old job, Margret. He can't stand One Armed Annie. But I don't believe he'd pay you any two hundred smackcrs a month"
 Would he start me off with forty?"
 Honey Lou shrugged her shoul- ders. He might. It all depends on the way he's feeling when you talk to him about it. I wouldn't go near him 'til he's over his lumbago. He's as cross as two sticks when he's not feeling we'll"
 She started out of the kitchen, lugsing the little table along with her. Then at the door she thought of something eles.
 "I had to ask Angela to the we'd ding" she announced. She felt so hurt because I hadn't"
 MarEret smiled knowingly. "She just twists you right around her little finger, doesn't she?" she asked. "Sho has you completely under her thumb"
 How can I be wound around her little finger and be under her thumb at the same timc?" Honey Lou laughed. "Margret, you're so jealous of my friendship with An gcla."
 Not mel just see through her, that's all," said Margrct dryily. You never would have bought all that stuff today if she hadn't made you do it. I know she made you do it, even though I wasn't there. I know her!"
 What if she did?" Honey Lou asked innocently. "She only wanted me to look like something on my honcymoonn
 All right. Then why didn't she let you charge it all to her, If she was so crazy to have you look pretty for Jack?" Margret wanted to know. Answer me that!"
 But there was no answer that Honey Lou could find.
 
 Early next morning she car ried the set of lace underthings back to the gray-yelyet shop on the