New Britain herald., 1927-12-14
M By Beatrice Burton lvlOllCV AOv C Shoulders "IIoney
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to q rich bachelor named StaleS Drummond, and the wedding date is set for June. The day after Stalcs proposes Lily goes down town t. meet her friend, Sue Cain, and secs a man watching her through tho crowd. She is instantly attracted by his face, and then she sees that ht is q taxi driver. But moved by sont sudden impulse, she jumps into the cab and is driven home. She learns that his name is Pat France and that he owns his cab in q company headed by his friend. Roy Jefferson He says he is going to sell 1t 10 help finance q piston ring that he has in- vented and wants to put on the market.
 As the days go by Lily realizes that she is in love with him. About the time sne makes up her mind she cannot marry Staicy, her mother an- nounC.s the engagement, and she rc signs herself to the idea of the wedding on June tenth. Pat evident ly has sold the cab in the meantime, for he disappears from the streets.
 Then about three weeks before the wedding. Lily goes out 10 the back yard of her home and flnds him cleaning their autom oblle. He Is Mrs. Lpyington's new chauffeur, he tells Lily with a grin, and adds that he took the job simply to be near her for the few weeks before her marriage. But Lily begins 10 be very uncertain about that marriage once more. Shes in love with Pat. and finally tells him that if he would marry her she would jilt Staley and checrfully be a poor mans wife. Pa, says she isn't cut out to be poor, ann takes her to his own humble, little home to meet his family, who are rather shy before the rich Miss Lex ingtOn. Staley finds out about fhelr meetings and he and. Lily quarrel over Pat, but Staley refuses to let her break the engagement. Then Mrs. Lexington tells Pat he will haNs 10 wait on table, as well as drive the car. Lily overhears her talking [" him one morning from the head or the stairs, and breathlessly waits to hear his answer.
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 Ijly crcpt down 10 the landing and pccrcd into the lower hall.
 Pat was facing her mother and slowly shaking his dark, handsome head. There was q small smile on his lips, but his blue eyes were scri- ous and watchlul.
 NO. couldn't wait on anybody's s table, Mrs. Lexington he said, In his deep voice that always stirred Lily almost as much as his touch stirred her, ou hired me 10 keep yolu automobile in order and drive it. l didn't mind washing the win dows yesterday, or cleaning up the back yard the day before. But ] cer- tainly am not going to carry soup ana fish around q table,
 Mrs. Lexington's chin, that shs always carried up lest she get dou- ble chin. went up fraction or an inch higher. 'It would be only for q couple of days, Pat,' she sad to him. coldly Just until l get some enc to take Carries place.
 He shook his head once again. "] cant take Carries place even for two days. I'm no woman to be work ing around the kitchen, Mrs. 1.oXins- ton. I don't want 10 work around anything but automobiles anyway If it was just work that ] wanted could have gone into my own Dads grocery s,ore-
 I'm not interested in your his tory, Pat" Mrs. Lexington cut h. sharply. "youl! either learn 10 wait on table tonight or go right, noW,'
 To Lilys anazement, Pat dld not answer. She saw q dark red flush % over his face and neck, and he gave little laugh and walked out of the house. The front door closed gently behind him.
 She ran down the stairs. "Moth- err" she cried. That's a terrible thing 10 do-to make Pat wait on table. It's q dreadful thing for you to do."
 "Its no hing 10 he ashamed of - 10 wal, on table. It's good, honest work" said Mrs. Lexington as if she were making speech on capital and labor. "When q man takes a job he ought to be willing to do anything he can to hold that joh.' She sail el into the little writing room at the end of the hall with d crisp rustling of her linen skirts. and sat down at her telephone.
 Lily followed her, furiously indis- nant.
 "Mother. you can't do a thing like this to Pat" she went on. " ou know he's in love with me, poor fel- low. And he knows Staloy's coming to dinner, and that he'd have to wait on him--I hate Pat to leave us this vay. What will he think of us"'
 Her mother set down the tele- phone that she had picked up and turned upon her. Her face was scar let and her eyes were like points of steel. She smackcd the telephone "a hle with the flat of her jewelcd hand.
 DO you suppose l care for one minute what my chauffeur thinks of me-" she demanded, her voice shaking with rage. Do you think l care how he leaves this house? All l care about is that he does leave before you lose your senses entirely, Lily Lexington. Running out of the house last night with that fellow that you know nothing about Heav- en knows where you were with him and heaven alone knows what ails you latelN'
 Lily told her, and all the anger went out of her face as she spoke. leaving it stamped with kind Of gcntleueSS that never had shown