New Britain herald., 1928-11-30
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Over the poverty and discomfort
tn the little yellow house broods q
mothers love. which transmutes the
dizzy home to Z palace of love and
beauty. Emmy. the only daughter
10 disappointed with her surround
ingA envious Of her wealthy Grand
mother Pentland and Cousin MARI
anna, eager to try her wings. She
eoes to work at her first job. And
there 4 new man. Wells HARRISON,
enters her life, very different from
quiet, hardworking Robb. who loves
her, but who represents to her only
4 moneyless, boring future. She de-
cides to get away from dingy Flow
ar street and live her own life in a
little apartment OF her own. where
she can entertain as she likes. So
that Emmy will not leave, the little
yellow house 10 given up. and the
family goes to live in Grandmoth-
er Pentland's big house. where Mrs.
Milburn Is to do the homework. the
servants having left. Grandmother
has never liked Charles Milburn.
Emmy's father. believing him to be
shiftless. Charlie Milburn is ordered
out Of the house by Grandmother
Pentland when he turns up late
Sunday morning. intoxicated. Mrs.
Milburn tries to save him. Charlie
Milburn 10 killed by an auto down
town, and after the funeral Mrs.
Milburn decides to 60 back to the
little yellow house. Emmy decides
not to 60 back to Flower street
with her mother. She wants to be
independent. She tells Robb he has
no place in her life now.
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CHAPTER Nj
Robb did not answer. He just
stood, hands in pockets. looking up
ut the sickle moon above the house
tops. and she saw his throat move
AZ he gulped. He was always silent
like that when he was hurt or I'M
happy.
.'Robb, I wish you didn't like me
the least Bit" she told him. laying
her hand on his coat sleeve. I'm
sorry you do. I'm sorry for so many
things, I'm sorry / can't care
for you the way you want me TO-
but I can't. l love you just the way
I'd love you II you were my own
brother. I think"
He looked at her then. He shook
his head. THAT wasn't the way you
kissed me that night last fall-as II
1 were your brother" he said, with
huskineu in his voice. you've
changed since then. Go and
sec II your mothers ready. will
your And tell Perry not to tackle
those trunks alone. I'll come up and
help him when they're strapped"
Better come along now Emmy
said, and he followed her into the
house.
Az they started up the stairs
Grandmother Pentland opened the
door Of the cardroom. where she
had taken refuge behind a table or
solitaire. She saw Robb. but pre-
tended not to know who he was.
l. Tell the trunk man to use the
back stairs. Emmy" she raped out
sharply, but Robb went on up the
front stairs with a humorous look
for her.
GOOD evening. Mrs. Pentland."
he called. pleasantly. How are
your" He was uobody's baggage
man!
Grandmother Pentland did not re-
turn his greeting. She glared.
purssd up her proud old mouth. and
went quickly back into the card
room. Its baize covered door swung
softly to behind her.
The struggle-buggy looked like
. gypsy van with the tin trunks, the
old.fashioned telescope" bags, the
pasteboard hat boxes, and the bun
dies that the three boys loaded
upon 1t.
Thank fortune that it's too dark
for the neighbors to see it," Grann-
mother Pentland snapped when
Mrs. Milburn went into the card
room to bid her goodbye. She had
been looking at it from behind the
heavy lace curtains.
well, Rosy she said. bitterly,
we're no better friends tonight
than we were the first time you
LETT here to 60 to the little yellow
house twenty-six years ago! Ar.
VET"