The Washington times., 1930-08-27
Cath's Farewell to House
Guest is interrupted

an excuse to show MS temper.
III that had not happened, 1t
would have been something
else. We've don't get along
very WELL"
Moore held UP q warning
finger. Someone else was com.
ing. It was Farnsworth senior.
Catllie'S last tete-a-tete with
Gordon Moore was oVer. ~"
q After he was gone, Cathie
went into the room that had
been his, to look around. He
might have left q toothbrush,
or something that she could re
turn to him-people were al
ways forgetting things, espe.
cially men.
Maid Intrudes
= No, there was no toot..--::ush
in the bathroom. Nothing in
the big cedar closet. Nothing
in the drawers OF the ma
hogany dresser. Who'd have
thought that Gordno Moore
would be so careful? He Ger.
tainly didn't look it-always so
casual and carefree.
There was quite q nice view
from the window. Really bet
ter than from her room. Cathie
pulled aside the flowered chintz
curtains and stared out at the
gray December sky. Maybe it was
showing in the mountains. She
pictured soft whiteness under.
foot, and the green branches Of
pines weighed down with snow.
After all, the country was the
place, at Christmas time!
J She went over and twitched
at the scarf on the dresser table,
rearranged the few silver toilet
articles. She didn't know why
she was lingering I" still, It
was nice to be here
where he had been. Minutes
passed. She stood there, lost
in vague, half troubled dreams.
IT said, was there anything
you wanted me to do?" And
there was the maid, Marguerite,
putting the question indiffer-
emily, staring avidly, a know.
ing look in her giittering red
brown eyes. H..
Quick anger flared in Cath.
les heavy heart. This was zoo
much, the girl was always fol
lowing her around, staring, spy.
ing, telling her disturbing,
frightening things. 'tNo! there's
nothingl" she flared, "and I
won't have you-interferingl"
The girls mouth twitched,
stretched into a crooked smile
that showed her broken, black
ened teeth. "All right. You
said it. See If I care what hap
pens to you!"
Pardon Asked
Cathie gulped, to keep back a
senseless, angry retort. No
use in having words. Trouble
enough without thai.
As she turned to leave the
room with what dignity she
could summon the girl sided
closer and said with averted
downcast eyes, II beg your par.
don, Mrs. Farnsworth. I didn't
go to make you mad. It's just
thai you're the only one in the
world I can. care for now .
It'd cut off my right arm for
you!" She made an awkward
rush at Cathie. and half fell
half threw herself at Cathie's
feet, sobbing historically, clutch
ing at her knees in q paroxysm
Of hopeless weeping.
For a moment Cathie stood
like an iron, woman, paralyzed
with shame and establishment.
Never in her life had she seen,
anything like it. The abandon
r1ent, the groveling.
"UncIean Kisses
"Don't! Please don't!" she
begged, her own cheeks flaming,
her own eyes beginning to fill.
Marguerite'S SobS grew louder.
her tears soaked Cathie's thin
skirt.
"S1h! Please, oh, please STOP"
Cathie begged, and because the
girl wouldn't get up and she
couldn't bear to have her kneel-
ing, grove1ing that way. she,
too, knelt and began to shake
the hysterical creature. Stop it!
Do you hear me! Stop It'll"
"Oh, Mrs Far11Sworth, I love
yoWso, love you sol" But after
a while the sobs ceased. Mar
guerite wiped her red eyes on
her apron and went back to
work. 50
SCathie went to her room and
washed her arms and hands.
she was sorry for the girl-
frightfully sorry for her. But she
wished she wouldn't talk so,
much, and cry all over her that
way. She scrubbed at her hands.
Marguerite's tears and kisses
made her feel unclean. She
scrubbed again, and hated her
self for it. But she couldn't
help 1t, she couldn't wash the
memory of that bestial grovel-
ing away.
Continued TOmOrrow.t --
,CCopyriEht. 1880. King Features
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