New Britain herald., 1926-06-17

I have the dickens of a good time with Jinl-that's all I know!" she said recklessly, as she smeared a last coating of powder over her countless freckles. I'm not going to be buried alive just because I got married, you know, and what Eddie doesn't know won't hurt him!" A sharp tapping sounded on the door.
 That's probably Agony knock ing Fay added. Better go and see what she wants or she'll bang the door down. I'll bet a hat she's go- ing 10 forbid you 10 have lunch with us!"
 She won her bet, for that vas ex- actly what Aunt Agony did forbid Sylvia 10 do.
 Misery loves company-and so does Wickedncss." she said 10 her when she had shut the door on the giggling Fay. Fay just wants to drag you into her own nasty love af- fair, and don't you be dragged. You just go and tell her you're not going 10 have lunch with her. Now do s toll you."
 But Sylvia was obstinate. How can I, Aunt Agony" she asked. i've all ready asked the giri in the dining room 10 fix up some food for them. and the men are waiting for us. I've got to go through with it now!" The two men were not wasting their time as they waited for Fay and Sylvia in the green shadows of the dining room. Each of them had a high-ball before him. and there were two more glasses on the table for the girls
 Sylvia had ordered iced soup and club sandwiches. and frosted choco- late, but very little of the luncheon was touched, for her guests drank and smoked and talked so much that they had little tin@: to eat.
 Bill was flushed with the heat and the drinks, and he kept asking Sylvia if Fay wasn't "thc funniest white woman in the world" Sylvia agreed with him that she was
 He leaned back in his chair pres ently. and with his eyes on her. be- gan 10 hum the words of her own song;
 When everything's said and every-
 things done
 "There's just one that I love. and
 you're that one!"
 Her own eye. were brilliant with excitement as sha seized him by the arm and began 10 shake him. Why, where DID you hear that song"" she gasped.
 The man named Bill looked back at her with astonishment written all over his face. What are you talk ing about? Where do you suppose heard it? Eycrybody's singing it every place you go," he answered thickly.
 Why, Of course" Fay backed hin up, "cyorybody's singing it. She began 10 hum the drowsy. haunting melody along with him.
 Sylvia was trembling from head to foot. So this was what had hap pencd while she had been shut up within the four hot walls of The Nest all summcr-her song had be- come a hit! But why hadn't Miss Sharp told her about it? Then she remembered that Miss Sharp was in Europe.
 Its the song l wrote." she said to Fay when she and Bill had finished the chorus for the last line. She could hardly stammcr out the words.
 Fay stared.
 She knew that Sylvia had written a song, but she had never drought of this song as belonging 10 her.
 well, I'm crashed!" she cxplod- ed. Then she clicked into another idea as she always did, with light ming swiftness.
 wen go somewhere and cele- brate. won't we boys?" she cried. Jumping mp. Think of our little lllN " It W ltllS 'L IOpuldi suns lNN tlN girl her own Irving Berlin eh wot? Why, Sylyy I'm so doggoned proud of you.'
 Laughing and talking at the top of her husky voice she dragged Sylvia out 10 the torpedo-like car in the circle of gravel before the inn.
 "Jim and I'll sit in the rumble ,-l OE,-I,., can help Bill drive the car. up in front! Hes q onc-armed driver, and believe me. one arm is all he needs."
 But Sylvy hung back. shaking her head and flushing. She was pain fully aware of a group of shocked old ladies watching the whole per formance from the porch of the inn,
 "No-no--I can't go' I'm not dressed to go anywhere," she pro. tested.
 She certainly was not going 10 do any more celebrating with this halt drunk group--with these men whose very names she didn't knowi Why. suppose Fanny should hear of it? She gaSH"d al the thought.
 "Goodby," she said. holding ont her hand to the man Fay called Bill. "It was nice of you to come in and sec me-all of you"
 He took the hand, and then with a sudden wild laugh he picked her up like a doll and dropped her down into his low slung car. With swift, cat-lille movement. he was be- side her and the car was under way.
 'Kidnaped." she heard him say. above the noise of the motor in low gear. And as they swung between the gateposts of the little brown inn he bent his head and kissed her full on her half-opened mouth
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