The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1929-04-12
= RUTH
DEWEY GROVES

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out her own invitations?"
Don't be absurd. Everyone need.
help for really big affairs. I've prom
Used to ask the right people In thu
younger set.
You mean you promised to have
someone else do It."
80 you're defending her too, ART
your"
well but who's the other >
Harold. / think it's perfectly dis.
gushing in Z girl of Miss Lawrence's
position to play up to a boy like
Harold -"
"Nonsense!" Stephen spoke more
sharply than he realized.
1T may be only nonsense to you
but it's rotten to me. Harold was
there until all hours last night and
You're wrong, Pam. Mildred
wasn't playing up to Harold last
night, II ever. She was nursing he's
mother. You wouldn't be so severe
on her II you had the faintest idea
what she's up against -"
80 she's playing up to you, too?
Working the sympathy racket? Well,
when did you see her? Let me see,
1t was three o'clock when you brought
me home last night. After that?"
Stephen turned and glared at her.
Don't you know your insinuations
are too cheap to get over?" he asked
witheringly.
Suddenly Pamela slid over closer to
him and cuddled up to his side.
rs my boy mad?" she lisped mock
ingly.
Stephen shook her away from him.
II don't care what you think Of me, .
he said angrily:: but you oughtn't
to insult Miss Lawrence. II anyone
would receive q caller after three
o'clock 1t would be YOU"
1T would be If wanted to do it, !"
Pamela replied unhesitatingly. "Who
ever started the idea anyway that
our morals change with the hours?
For me, I could slap fresh guy just
as hard at three q. m. as could at
three p. m"
well, you know Miss Lawrence
isn't like you and your red-hot friends
that talk like Bowery bellies" Stephen
told her. Anyway II you think it all
right to be unconventional what's
wrong with Harold staying up there
as late as he pleases?"
"One up for you," Pamela admitted,
but it does make q difference, don't
you think, that Mildred Lawrence
knows Harold is In love with her and
that he's just kid whose father Is
safely in Europe?" X
Again the dirt" Stephen snorted.
Cant you believe that Mildred is no
cradle snatching adventures? II
Harold Is SO crazy about her and she
wanted him do you think she'd be
working now?"
Il think she wants to marry him. y
Pamela retorted. Even with a stupe
like Harold that may take time"
"Oh. for lands sake, shut up,"
Stephen groaned and stopped the car.
Here, take the wheel. I'm dizzy"
And whether or not it was dizziness
he remained In the same mental
state throughout the rest of the after
noon. For Pamela would not take an
interest In the car. She was consumed
with q desire to paint Mildred Law
renee as q heartless fortune hunter,
and the more she tried the more
Stephen found himself defending the
absent girl.
When he drove Pamela back to the
hotel she barely said goodby to him.
She flew in the entrance without SO
much as q backward glance at Ste
phen.
That evening Stephen called again
on Mildred, and without the formal
ity Of telephoning for permission to
do SO. He took up flowers and some
magazines for Mrs. Lawrence. Her
gratitude was touching, but Stephen
had no idea that much Of the warmth
OF her welcome came from mothers
heart on behalf Of Z daughter whose
secret she had penetrated.
Connie went to bed early and Mrs.
Lawrence fell into . sound sleep be-
fore 10 o'clock.
Stephen and Mildred had an hour
together without interruptions. Ste
phen decided on the way home, that
he'd been making = big mistake in
seeing so little Of Mildred. For his
returning SO soon had convinced MIL
dred that he was not merely paying q
duty call that afternoon. She be-
came her natural self only =
slightly subdued trace Of the bitter
ness she had felt remained.
Stephen came often during the
week that she remained at home.
They planned Z picnic for Saturday
when Connie could stay with her
mother.
Mildred made sandwiches Of crisp
bacon and chopped egg, cup cakes
with chocolate icing and coffee. And
she'd taken . loose old sports coat
and made it into m ensemble to be
worn with sweater. All In Ill. with
the sun shining determinedly. It
looked like . day Of days.
She rushed about, putting the flat
IN order. making her mothers room
neat and comfortable, fixing q lunch
Tor Connie; and then ct last she was
ready to put on tho suit that was
almost new. pun = bright red beret
over her brown curls and ut down
70 wait for Stephen who WAS already
past due.
Fifteen minutes later h tslephoned.
He WIS like . small bog who couldn't
% to the circus only Il happened
that on this occasion II WAS TO - .
picnic.
TIE Ne COntinued)
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