New Britain herald., 1928-10-13
1pyN0N H2h GINA HMH M-

terest is stimulated. But if you
have q romance now it's going to
be . frowsy affair-and darn anti
climactic. If you're asking me-"
Sybil plunged her hands deep In
the pockets of her beaver jacquette.
I'm not" she said pointedly.
magazines on the table. and Sybil
saw the tell-tale flush she sough. to
hide mounting on her cheekbones.
Mabel always crimsoned when she
was angry. She adjusted the book
ends and changed the position of
book or two. When she had recov-
cred her composure, she straighten-
ed up.
Listen, Sib" she began. land !
don't care whether you like it or
not. l stood by and saw you make
a fool OF yourself over Richard
Eustis. And l kept more or less
quiet. You got yourself in pretty
tight jam, and l helped you carry
on. We've been close enough for
me to say what l think ought
I've a right to expect you to listen
to me. Now you're going to take
a little straight dope-and get as
mad as you pleased-and be darned.
| OF course you'll do what You want
anyhow. But, for my own satisfac-
ton, I'm going to get couple burn
ing truths off NV chest
Sybil dug a compact from an in
side pocket. and powdered her nose
! leisurely. Then she produced b
raspberry lipstick.
Shoot, Nab" she concurred ami
ably. only don't let's sound like
a couple of ham tragediennes."
Mabel bit her lip angrily.
You're absolutely insulting" she
remarked evenly. will you please
put down that powder and rouge
until get through talking"
Sybil slipped them in her bag,
and sank comfortably into the great
chair near the fireplace.
Il beg your pardon, dear she
murmured. Honestly didn't
mean to be rude
She swung one slim knee over
the other, and reached a dainty
foot to the blaze.
"Oh, gosh, Nab, I've got drop
stitch! Look at that. And a brand
new pair of stockings too. Gee, that
makes me mad-the very first time
I've worn them. Five dollars.
How much did you pay for those
YOU have on, Nab? They're lovely
and sheer"
Mabel stood with her back to
the fire, and contemplated Sybil as
an outraged woman scornlns
frivolity.
do you know what you need
she asked politely. You need
some hulking brute to wiring your
neck. There are women like that
It's the only thing that stops them
And / guess you're one OF them
Sib. I'd just be wasting time talk
ing TO you. l was going to try tc
stir up some appreciation OF Crale
Newhall in your shallow little
heart. But Craig's too good fol-
YOU. Sybil. I'm through trying Il
wish you on him. ! like him to-
we'll"
Mabel paused irresolutely.
You're an awful darn FOOL
Sybil" she concluded, and turned
with a great air OF finality to face
the fire. IAN awful darn fool. Ant
that's all I've got to say"
The room grew very. very qulet
The fire died down, and smouldere'
softly. And the only sound cam'
) from the little clock on the mante'
, Tick took" it said. "IlcI
took land went on eating tim
noisily, as clocks do when every
thing else Is still.
Then. suddenly, Sybil sobbed.
muffled little sob. smothered IN IN
palm OF her hand.
"Oh, Mabel" she cried. an
: reached up to clutch the hem Q
her sweater. I'm not hard-boiled
Nab. Honestly I'm not can
bear to have you talk to me lik
= that, Nab Besides, you're alto
E Rether unreasonable. Don't be S
t intolerant. Say what you've got t
! say, and I'll listen to you. But fo
/. heavens sake be reasonable.
"A girl doesn't get a sweetheal
] back from the grave every day yo
e know. You certainly wouldn't e'
e pect me to turn my back on a goo