New Britain herald., 1928-12-03
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The little yellow house never
showed its true dinginess, because
Mrs. Milburn refused to let anyone
shining palace where sacrificing de-
votion made everything out Of moth
ing. Emmy, the only daughter.
\ weary OF a hum drum street and
Robb Hollis. the boy who lived
there, and who had always loved
her, excited by the attentions the
wealthy man she worked for show
cred upon her, decides to rent tiny
apartment of her own. where her
employer, Wells HARRISON, and her
friends, can see her. Wells Is an
xious to meet Emmy's mother. End
she decides reluctantly to take him
down to Flower street. Wells Har-
bison commences to make love to
Emmy. On payday Emmy is sur
prised at raise. She goes to the
cashier and he tells her 1t is for
good spelling. Wells persuades her
to take up music lessons.
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CHAPTER XIV
She rented an upright piano. and
on the first Monday noon In May
she took her first singing lesson in
Madame Hartzell's lew downtown
studio.
And she spent her evenings prac-
;. ticing scales with right good will
and wondering why in the world
Wells HARRISON was staying away
from her so long.
Her brain fastened upon dozen
solutions to that puzzle none or
them satisfactory. He might De
engaged. He might be tired of her.
He might be married. He might be
waiting for divorce. He might
think she was beneath him because
she worked for him and was as poor
as a church mouse. He might even
think he did not love her enough to
become really serious about her. and
wanted to stay away long enough TO
be sure of himself.
II wish I knew" crooned Emmy.
( all up and down the scale, evening
after solitary evening.
So things went on for another ten
days or so.
Then, on the second Sunday In
May he appeared without warning
at the apartment along about two
In the afternoon.
The doorbell rang, and when
Emmy answered it. there he TODD
In the hall Just outside the door,
with his arms filled with bundles
and a new straw hat on one side OF
his good looking blond head.
He was smiling at her as natur-
ally as If he had seen her only the
day before. There was not trace OF
embarrassment about him.
well, here we are again." he
greeted her, coming into the room.
Hello. You did get piano! j
don't think SO much Of It,"
He scowled at the upright whose
sole virtue was that it did not take
ur much space. II thought you'd
have a baby grand" he told er,
LAYING all OF his bundles and HIS
new hat down upon the gateles
table.
Emmy picked it up along with
his cane and his chamois gloves and
carried them into the tiny dressing
closet. The feeling of them-the
smooth rich feeling Of the gloves
and the malacca stick and the cord
, ed silk hat band-pleased her. They
were so exactly right, his clothes.
As she laid them down upon the
small painted chest Of drawers in
the dressing closet the thought of
the straw hat Robb had worn all
the summer before popped into her
mind. She had swift mental vision
of her mothers kitchen one Satur-
day afternoon nearly a year before.
when Robb had spent half hour
bending over the sink with tooth
brush covered with some kind OF
LIQUID cleanser In one hand and his
battered old straw in the other.
She remembered how ashamed
of that hat she had been the next
afternoon when she had gone for a
street car ride with him. 1t had been
all streaks and spots. and she had
sworn to herself that she never
would be seen with him again until
he got new one.
"AreE't you going to open some of
these packages? They're all things
that thought you'd like" HARRISON
said, when she went back to the liv-
ing room. ~ brought you Spanish
shawl for your piano. Let's see If
it will improve the looks of this
thing"
The shawl was gorgeous one. the
heavy. dull-silk kind with brilliant
flowers embroidered upon its creamy
ground and yard-long fringe knotted
along its edges.
"Oh, hut I can't take thing like
this from you. It's far too valu-
able!" Emmy cried, all propriety.
you've done so much for me now
that It makes me ashamed when |
think about it,
well. then, just stop thinking
about It, That's simple enough" the
man said. quietly. opening big
wooden box OF Russian cigarettes
that he had brought for her. BE
sides, anything that might do for
you. Emmy, is mighty little COM
pared to the kindness that you show
to me-"
kindness to you?" Emmy ech-
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