New Britain herald., 1926-08-24

phone I'll get it out of place. My stars! It's one o'clock. I'll be ter ribly late, won't I?'
 Jimmy gave a bark of laughter. You'd make a wonderful business woman. wouldn't ou?' she chaffed her sister. Cant talk over the telc- phone because you're afraid of mussinganp your hair and your hat! Half an hour late for a one o'clock luncheon! What time do you think you'd walk into an office every morning al that rate?"
 Cassie's face did not show that she was listening to Jimmy. It re- mained perfectly calm.
 But Jimmy knew that she heard her, and she went on.
 You'd Deter pass up the poor dishonest working girl stuff, and stick to your husband who can sup port you in style you've never been accustomed to-" said she. ! That's my advice to you"
 Cassie looked at her as if she were the lowest of the low.
 Did l ask you for your advice?" she drawled, lifting her chin.
 NO, but you're getting it any way" returned Jimmy. Running out and leaving yor.' husband just be- cause you've got it into your head that he's in love with his office girl. Not that I'd blame him if he were!-"
 "Jinny!" boomed Mons, "Jinny stop talking about things that don't concern you, please. I declare, you girls still quarrel just the way you used to, when you were children"
 There was silence then until the taxicab squaw'ed in front of the house. Cassie got up and strolled languidly out to it, leaving a trail of perfume behind her on the air
 Jimmy watched her with half scornful, half-amused eyes. And the queen drove oil" she said, as Cassie vanished into the yellow cab.
 She returned at six o'clock with the first prize large yellow satin cushion fairly bristling with gold lace.
 
 she said, when she came into the kitchen, T had such a lunch! Cold ijellied soup, and fried chicken with fresh peas and frozen fruit salad. and hot rolls and dessert. And then sandwiches and iced tea just a half hour ago--" She heaved a sigh at the remembrance.
 T don't know how I keep my ! boyish figure" she added.
 And your girlish laughter" Jin- ny flung at her, coming in through | the back door, Don't forget your girlish laughter, Cassie! Remember you're Morley's Little Sunbeam, dearie!"
 Cassie ignored her completely.
 'Sfoms is lying down with a head ache,' and I'll get whatever we do have to eat" Merry cut in on the conversation. "A salad and some bread and butter is all want" ! "I'll make the French dressing" Cassie offered. Its the one and only thing in the world that I know how to make Where do you keep your kllCHen dpFOHS, MeTTS
 Merry found one for her, and she put it on and went to work.
 Has anyone met Tony Gaines wife since she's been in town?" Merry asked timidly. She thought that perhaps some of Cassie's fash ionable friends had met Mrs. Tony Gaines.
 "I guess not. No one mentioned her this afternoon, anyhow" Cas- sic answered as she measured olive oil into a mixing bowl.
 His wife?" Jimmy asked. What makes you think Tony Gaines has wife? Did you ever hear that he was married, Merry?"
 It was Cassie who answered her. "Why of course, we've known for years that he was married she said. Some friend of his came here to see Merry once. and told her he was married. Didn't he, Merry What was the mans name? Benson?"
 Merry nodded. "Yes, that was his name" she replied. Irony was only engaged to Katherine Zimmerman at that tlIne. but' ol couise' he liai ried her since. That was ages and ages ago."
 "Why, of course, he has" agreed Cassie. 'Without doubt, Tony's mar ried."
 Jimmy gave her a whitening look. Well, for once in your life. you're wrong, Perfect!" she said. "He certainly is NOT married, and I'm | the guy wot knows it!'
 Merry turned around from the sink. where she was washing lettuce leaves and tomatoes.
 A curious tight feeling had come around her heart. She tried to ask Ia question, and couldn't summon her voice.