Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-09-05

was Mr.. Van. He went to the road
house-and not with his wife. His
daughterl The cats off-hind whis-
ker. his daughterl Now, who do
you suppose 1t really was?
Chatty wished very much she
knew who the girl in the red dress
was, where she worked, what she
did-but it didn't matter. No one
would complain about her talking
again. And she'd FIND some way
to square herself with old Van
Mugs, see X she didn't.
That the way to square herself
consisted in doing her work and not
making trouble didn't occur to
her.
For a few days Chatty was very,
very good around the office. She
even refrain from listening In on
phone calls.
She felt very virtuous indeed.
Perhaps Dave Jordan would no.
tice how good she was. how she had
changed Perhaps he would get
tired OF the must have ten thou
sand a year girl. Perhaps
At the very lowest part Of the
bottom Of Chatty's heart was ar
ache that would not still. Bryant
Winnie. the Famous Four" hip
gin, roadhouses, learning to drive q
car. even talk and S~candal-al
right In their way. but not Dave.
Chatty sighed. What was Dave
doing? Who did he 20 with? Couic
she ever, ever get back in his gooc
opinion again? She knew herself
safe from his telling about thu
diary, but she wanted him to for
get it
Buz-z-Z-l The telephone droE
indicated David Jordan'S line. Anc
the number he asked for was thai
Of the girl Chatty hated because
well. because Dave liked her.
Chatty made the connection. Their
opened the line. craftily. Shed be
very careful-he wouldn't know
this time
To herself Chatty admitted that
the unknown girl had q sweet, re-
fined voice. So had he-but what
was that she heard? She pressed
her ear phones tighter 10 her head
listening avidly. They spoke very
low. Chatty's ears burned. and her
face flamed-for David spoke OF
herl"
Well. OF all the goo and mushIF
cried Chatty to herself.
AT noon she collected a little
knot Of girls around her. Her back
was To the door as she spoke 70
Billie. Winnie. Lola and one or two
others.
Listen to thisl" she cried. "Over
the phone this morning that gin
David Jordan likes sol He had
sent her some candy, evidently. She
said il was too soft. and made her
mouth sticky. What do you sup
pose he said?"
"Oh. spill it?" demanded Lola.
"Mush?"
He said: Love TO kiss 90 little
sticky. kissie mouf'," laughed Chat
~ LLb III LlCA heart Was no lduBL-
ter. And then her face famed
and paled. as a quiet but sting
ingly angry voice came to heI
shoulder.
Il see you cannot learn your les
sonl The ea~vesdropper neVer hears
any good OF herselfI Had you told
all. you would have said that you
heard me advising my friend not
to say anything she didn't wish re-
peated, as our phones we're. un-
fortunately, In charge OF q danger
ous busybdy who, having no bus
mess OF her own, spends her time
in making trouble. carrying gossip
and stealing words not meant fol
her ears. You can take this state
ment, and my utter contempt, and
do what you like with theml"
David Jordan. his face white with
repTessed emotion, looked at heI
with blazing eyes before which hel
own fell. His glance passed con-
temptuously over the girls who lis
tened to her idle chatter, and restec
on Billie. Then he shrugged. turn
ed, and left the room.
CTO BE CONTINUED