New Britain herald., 1927-12-15
By Beatrice Burton lVlOllCV LOv of "Salys
 The Girl"
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 Her mothers fondest dreams are realized when she becomes engaged 10 a rich bachelor named Staley Drummond and the wedding date is set for June. The day after he pro- poses Lily goes down town to meet her friend, Sue Cain, and on the way sees a man watching her through the crowd. She is instantly attracted by him and then she sees that he is a taxi driver. She jumps into his cab. forgetting Sue and Is driven home. She learns that his name is Pat France, that he owns the cab in q company headed by his friend, Roy Jefferson. He is going to sell it, so he says to raise money toward marketing a piston ring that he has invented.
 As the days go by Lily realizes that she is too much in love with him to marry Staley Drummond, who has learned of her friendship with Pat and is suspicious of it. But Mrs. Lexington announces the engagement and the plans for the wedding go forward.
 Just about the time Lily has re- signed herself to life with Staley Pat comes to work at the house as Mrs. LeXington's chauffeur. He has taken the job, he admits to Lily, just because he wouldn't resist the temp tation to be near her for even few weeks before her marriage. From that moment they are together con- stantly, and Carrie. one of the housemaids. who is in love with Pat herself, goes to Mrs. Lexington with the story of their attachment and then leaves, ordered out of the house by Lily. Pat tells Lily the best thing he can do is leave, too, and let her marry Staley, because she never would make poor mans wife. He takes Lily to his own home, intro duces her to his father and mother who both work in their little grocery next door. and to his sister. Flor ence, a snappy young flapper who is overwhelmed by Lily's clothes and diamonds and furs. The next morn Ing Mrs. Lexington tells Pat he is to wait on table that night, and when he refuses to do it, discharges him. Lily hears the argument, dresses herself in the best clothes she has, and goes out to his room above the garage, to see him.
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 CHAPTER xxx
 Pat was standing beside the table in the middle of the room packing his suitcase. He glanced up startled. as Lily threw open the door and stepped inside, shutting it behind her
 She stood there for moment looking at him from under her thick lashe5-as unbelievably beautiful as a. magazine-cover portrait of mod ern girl. Perfect from the crown of spun copper hair on her head to the toes of her pale-pink kid sports shoes with their high French heels.
 Later on Pat was to learn that all that breath-taking loveliness cost money--that the bright hair had to have treatments and shampoos every week, that the ivory skin owed much of its mat whitencss to 8 certain pearl powder, and that the half opened coral lips were that particu- lar shade because of small French lipstick that costs S2 a stick and ! does not last so very long. . . Lily was very beautiful, naturally, but money is aid 10 looks always, nevert hcleSs.
 But he did not know all of these things on that May morning, and Lily seemed to him like the very personification of the springtime glory outside the windows of his room part Of the pplc-blossoms on a tree across the road, part of the sunshine. part of the green and the gold and the blue of May.
 Pat, you're not going!" she whis- pered so that Agnes, who was hang ing up dish towels in the yard out side would not hear her. You're not going without ne, Pat. l won't let you'll can't"
 She came close 10 him and put her arms around his neck. She gave . him a kiss that was all warmth and perfume and soft silkcn lure. If you don't take me now, Pat, I'll never have the courage to leave after you're gone. I'll think you , don't want me. Truly. I will"
 Pat held her away from him, his hard, brown fingers closed on her wrists, his eyes on hers. "You know what it means if you go with me?' , he asked. Tt means hard work and cheap dresses and a tiny place to live in, doing all your own work. Washing and ironing and scrubbing , and cooking
 For a second Lily hesitated. . Not because she wasn't sure that she loved him. She knew she loved him. But she was thinking of old Annie Herbenek, the laundress, who did the I.exingtons' washing every week. She thought of her hands. , wrinkled from water and soap suds, and her soppng calico apron. with the pockets full of clothes pins. She SDHtlhTtI anu loph|I ht IiNl Sliloo'i' pink tipped fingers. Could they be- come shriveled and wrinkled like old Annie's?
 Well, I reckon I could do even my own washing" Pat she whis- pered, as she smiled up at him. T wouldn't mind washing your shirts would I?" She laid her head against the snowy pocket Of the one he had on She could feel his heat beating under it, and she held him closer tt her. He seemed the most precious and wonderful person in the whole world.
 Pat, I can't live if you don't take me-" she said solemnly. and mean 1t as she never had meant anything before. If you don't take me witt