The Washington times., 1928-08-25
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Nancy Deane, golden haired,
dark.eyed who has lived her
eighteen years with David and
Margaret ODay. foster parents In
! small Wisconsin town learn she
n the granddaughter Of the
wealthy and arist0cratic Mont
gonlery Deanes In milwaukee,
who disinherited her father and
10 not even know 81 her exist
ence. Through John Blair, an
outstanding young man she mas
learned to admire, she secures
letter to Howard Westcott. man.
ager OF the Wear Ever Mills in
Milwaukee. On the train she
meets Ginger Warden, . style
model who takes her to her board
ing house and introduces her TO-
her friends. One Of these, We
Flemming makes love to her and
asks her to marry him. she
finally secures : Job IN the
knitting mill where Westcott, at
traeted BY her beauty, offers her
= place In the office. She is
naiyely delighted but both Ginger
and Vie characterize Westcott AS
: ''big bum"
That same evening while Vic
Jerry Durant. Ginger and Nancy
are dining and dancing ri The
Golden Pheasant, WescOtt comes
in: Vic picks . quarrel and they
have . rough and tumble fight
and are arrested. Nancy sees
blood on Westcott'a face. +.
Nov Continued
.Mr. Wescctt, Nancy said. I'm
laughing at myself-at you. Being
grabbed and twirled about until
half stagger into the arms of you
men Is getting to be quite a conn
mon experience with me. It's the
fourth or Elf -
What do you mean?'
II mean that here II y noon and
. hungry man with q cut forehead
and bruised eye IL making love
20 me-" Nancy said. that's what
am laughing at mostly, but it
strikes me funny, too. that your
methods, and the methods Of an.
other man l recently met. are 50
much alike. You both kiss so sud.
denly, without warning. I'm laugh
ing TO think that I've been in your
office just one morning. and IN
your factory just one day. and
you've started to make love to me.
Honestly, I'm beginning to think
I'm an actress in the movies.
1t seemed to Nancy that she
never felt more sure Of herself
than she did now, never more able
TO stand on her own two feet and
TO say what she wanted to say.
When Vic Fleming had kissed
her and tried to make love to her
she wanted to cry. Now the music
of her laughter went echoing In
and out OF the pine trees. She
leaned her back against q tree
looking straight into the eyes Of
Howard Wescott.
'.Well I'll be d." ne said.
CHAPTER Is
The dining room OF 1.-THE Chalet
was Just what Nancy expected, but
It was some moments before her
eyes became sufficiently accus-
toned to the soft light to dis
tinguish its real charm.
The room was nearly empty, and
though there were only a few
diners, Westcctt had secured A
table in the farthest corner OF the
room, out Of the earsi1ot OF every
body.
IT want to hear all about you,
he said while they were waiting
for the first course.
But, on second thought, before
you tell me, want to know how
long you have known Victor Elem.
ming, and Just what he is to you
There was no III you please"
with Howard Westcott. He said,
''I want" as though he were in
the habit OF getting what he
wished simply by the asking, yet
there was nothing Objectionable in
the way he said it. Had anyone
else said II want to hear the
story of your life" and II want
to know how long you have
known Victor Flemming," Nancy
would have given a tart reply.
She would have told what she