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each other. The only thing that keeps them unhappy is that Lovey has always had too much money and Perry hasn't enough"
 When she had gone. taking with her all of Emmy's stockings tha, needed mending, the girl sat on the deep cushioned window seat anu looked thoughtfuIly down into the street above the park.
 Some children were roller skating there, and their clear. happy cries came up to her through the still evening air. She remembered how she had never owned a pair or roller skates. although. she had lonEed for a pair year after year in her childhood. It had been hard enough to get decent shoes and an occasional pair of cheap rubbers in the little yellow house. without even dreaming of such luNuries as roller skates and bob sleds and tennis rackets.
 We never had anything that oth- CT children had" she said to her.
 
 lovely. luminous eyes grew round and hard as green agates, And now that | actually am getting few of the things I've always wanted, why should I even think Of going back to Flower street? And why should l give up Wells Harhison just because Mother doesn't happen to like his icoks?"
 It was absurd and unreasonable for her mother even to suggest such thing. she decidcd.
 As the spring days went by Wells Harbison gave Emmy more and more of the things that her hear, desired. The things. she told herself. that she always had missed.
 She got what young Dan would have called 'an awful boot" from the way he bought her two or three orchid" as shc remarked to herself young breast. At eight dollars per orchid" as she remarked to herself with satisfaction. She liked. too. the way he picked up just the bills from d tray of change. leaving all the silver. when a waiter brought it to him at the end of a meal in sorns glittering downtown restaurant or other.
 It pleased her that other women looked at him as women always do look at man who is not only hand some. but who looks prosperous and
 
 woman in this room who doesn't. wish she were in my shoes" she would tell Harbison. leaning across the table toward him as he ordered a dinner for the two of them. They all fall for you"
 And. flattered, he would shake his head.
 He had. for her. the strongest kind of fascination-the fascination that the rich. with their luxury and their air of careless ease and i.ldif- ference, always have for the poor and sensitive. She became so deeply infatuated with him that the feel ing she had for him was almost as strong as love itself. and twice as thrilling a that quiet. peaceful ana lasting thing.
 One after another. he opened to her the doors that she had found locked all Of her poverty stricken life. The smartest shops. and the tea rooms and resaurants along Eu- cid avenue became an old story to her.
 Two or three nights a week she had dinner down town with Harbi- son. and she began to learn about hearts-of-palm salad and Holland aise sauce and mushrooms under glass. The heal walters greeted her with enthusiasm when she walked into a dining room with Harbson and led her to her favorite table. and it was ha~d for her to realize that there had been a time when she had enjoyed going into Child's Restaurant with Robb Hollis and dividing an oyster stew with him.
 The only thing that she did not enjoy about these dinners was the end of them. when Harbison would order black coffee and "sweeten" it with brandy from his small silver flask. The sharp and bitter smell Of 1t brought back to her. always. her darkest memory of Flower street and of her father.
 f. CHAPTER XLVI1I
 The last Thursday in May was a gray day. dampened by driZZIe. Emmy came home at haIf-past five to a lonely supper Of toast and tea and omeIet that she made in the tiny kitchenette.
 When she had cleared her dishes away she sat down at the piano ana ran through some scales and cxcr- cises. but her voice sounded nasa, and metallic in her cars
 She turned on the radio. listened 10 its preserved music for little while, and then turned it off again.
 She picked up the first of the three fat volumes Of Jean Christophc and flung herself down upon the cushi&ls Of the window seat 10 read. But she could not. She was too rcs,- less and lonely and dissatisfied ,v settle down to anything. and she wondered unhappily why Wells Ha-- bison had had to have g dinner en- gaEement with three bushes, friends from Cincinnati on this par ticular night. that was so vet ana tlack and melancholy.
 It came 10 her suddenly as she lay listening 10 the sad melody Of the raindrops on the pane beside her. that there vas no one left in her life hut him.
 She had shut her family and Robp Hollis out Of it deliberately. And she had not had the courage 10 invitc Mariana and her gang 10 the fla, again after the thoughtlcss snuhbins they had given her on the Saturday afternoon when they forgot to com. 10 tea. Where was the busy, happy