New Britain herald., 1926-06-02

comes early and dances with Ranny. Sylvia, sick with jealousy. takes him , away from her, half joliingly. (NOW GO ON WITH THE STORM
 CHAPTER XIV
 Fanny looked from Fay to his wife. Her face was flushed and he could see that she was on the verge of tears, even though her mouth smiled.
 Fay saw 1t, too, and gave Ranny a little push toward his wife.
 Go on and dance with her" she laughed, i've got to go and look after my punch anyway" And she walked into the dining room, where the fruit punch that she had made was sparkling in its big glass bowl like a lcmon-colored lake.
 Fay had a way all her own of at tracting men to her side as an arc light attracts moths. And it wasn't two minutes before Sally's Woody" was out in the dining room. begging her for q cup of puch,
 The music whirred to it's end and Ranny dropped Sylvia and followed Woody with some kind of mumbleG excuse to Sylvia.
 She turned and met Sally Marchs big angry eyes as they stood alone lin the living room.
 The Deserted Women-a Melo- drama in One Act!' said Sally with d hard little laugh. T wish you'd tell ,l-1o Shirley that makes her so doggoned attractive to them" Her brows twisted in trown.
 Pep. She has it, and it's the most alluring thing woman can have" Sylvia answered. Beauty and brains don't count for a thing beside it."
 "I have a lot of pep myself" re- marked Sally, as if to herself. Her dark eyes were on Fay who was pouring out her punch for the two Imen.
 "Thcro, you two old club-drink- ers." she was saying, as she looked from one of them 10 the other with her brilliant green eyes take that, and then let's frolic again."
 
 where Sally and Sylvia stood, and turned on the music again. Want me to show you how Ann Penning- ton does the Charlcston?" she ask cd, and without waiting for an an- swer, she began to do it.
 Before she had finished. Eddie Carter, chewing peanuts as usual, ! 'R,,r in, F,11 l,-F Nnt aI who had Lolly Phelps with him. A few seconds later the rest of the old "crowd" arrived in body,
 The girls exclaimed over the "cutcness" of The Nest and the men slapped Fanny on the back and told 1 him that he was the luckiest fellow in the world. And Fanny laughed, but said nothing.
 The party warmed up and the cig- aret smoke grew more blue and thick. The dancing became more riotous as the punch sank lower and lower in its bowl on the dining room table. Glasses stood about every where-most of them half cmpticd. l Ranny and Fay went about with q ! plltutI iIiIIlS lutli up' i At ten o'clock when the fun and the excitement were at their height, Ithe front door bell rang loudly and |shrilly through the little flat. The merry-makers scarcely heard it. but | Sylvia, who was squeezing oranges ! in the kitchen, jumped at the sound of it.
 "Now who in the world can that hc?" she asked Lolly Phelps. who was helping her You go to the door, will you, while I wash my 1 hands? They're all gooey with orange juice"
 She opened the door that led into the dining room and stopped dead still on t,e threshold.
 The music in the living room had stopped abruptly and the dancers all | faced the doorway of the little hall- that is, all except Eddie Carter, who | had passed out" and lay stretched i on the gay cushions of the daven- port. He snored loudly and the hands that were clasped on his stomach rose and fell with every 1 breath.
 Sylvia walked forward into the room 10 see who or what had cast this pail upon the party. There, in | the doorway, stood Aunt Agony!
 Behind her, like a plump shadow, stood Peter Wilk's sister, Sarah.
 Sarah was an old maid, but not ! the kind of old maid that Aunt | Agony was. She was fat and com fortable-looking, and she was cheer full at all times.
 She smiled at Sylvia now. from behind Aunt Agony's thin shoulder.
 "We thought we'd just stop in and call on our way from the picture show-Aggie and l." she said 10 | Sylvia, and her voice was apologetic.
 Sylvia managed to smile, and she went forward 10 kiss Aunt Agony's sallow cheek, but her aunt drew her head up with the movement of an angry old war-horse.
 Well this is quite an Arabian nights entertainment, isn't it?" she snorted, and her eyes bored like gimlets right down into Sylvia's con- | SClenCe.
 Behind her she heard Fanny give wild laugh. Hardly that. Aunt Agonyw he said, and came forward. Let me take your coats-come in and sit down."
 Aunt Agony gave him look that would have withered an ordinary person, and then her sharp eyes travelled to the fat figure of Eddie Carter, prone on the davenport.
 Whats tke matter with him?" she asked whats he there for?"
 Sylvia. couldn't answer. She couldn't even think. Her head seem l ed to be going around and around i like a merry y-go-round. Dumbly SIC watched her aunt step forward. turning up her nose at