The Washington times., 1930-08-21
CHAPTER 16

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She felt that she ought to go
right down to welcome Chester
and his bride. But who was she
70 welcome, q son returning to
his own home? And suppose Mr..
FaTnsworth hadn't got in touch
with him, and he didn't even
know his father was married
he'd wonder who in the
world she was, and what she
was doing here !. No. she
couldn't 60 down. Not until Mr..
FarnSworth came and got Ter.
She wished that Marguerite
had stayed to help her. Perhaps
she was doing something for the
other Mrs. FarnSworth.
Cathie opened the door a
crack and listened. No one UP.
stairs. Everything was quiet.
Then someone must have opened
9 door downstairs, for she heard
voices Mr.. Farnsworth's
She couldn't be sure.
She went back to her dressing
table and sat there, buffing her
finger nails. adding more lip
rouge, wiping it off again. II
Mr.. Farnsworth was downstairs,
why didn't he come up. for her?
Selecting Gown
She was wearing a-moire din
ner dress. of bright watermelon
pink. Chester'S wife would be
In travelling things. Shed look
conspicuous and silly in that
bright pink.
With damp, clumsy fingers,
she tore off the pink dress,
struggled into a long-sleeved,
dark blue georgette. Now what.
ever made her choose that?
The little lace collar and cuffs
made her look like a neat
school teacher worse yet,
one Of those old-fashioned gov
ernesSes or paid companions.
Her hands were already on
the faStenings.
Catherine! Catherine, my
dear!" Mr.. Farnsworth was
calling her from downstairs.
She opened the door wider.
eyes, Alfred!"
TITS Chester, Catherine.
Catherine, Ches and Enid are
here!"
"Coming!" Cathie called.
No time to change her dress
again. She must come as she
was. Not that it mattered par
ticularly. Alfred always thought
she looked nice, and the son
and his wife wouldn't like her,
no matter what she wore.
Cool GREETINGS -
She could hear a woman's
f1uted, affected laughter. and
q mans voice-like Mr.. Farms
worth's, only lighter, less kind
". Her feet dragged on the
stairs. But she lifted her head.
so that the beautiful line OF
her throat showed strongly,
and with a very good imitation
of her own natural, charming
smile, she went in to greet Mr..
Farnsworth's son and his wife.
chow do you do?" the wife
murmured, fixing Cathle with
large, CLASSY eyes.
Charmed. I'm sure" the son
said. He cooked his head on
one side, and stared.
Mr.. Farnsworth helped Cathie.
He was so genial and happy.
He took it for granted that they
were all going to be friends. He
spoke Of the trip he and Cathle
had had in the South, then be-
gan asking Chester and Enid
questions about her trip. Cath
crime and I will be going over
some time before very long" he
said.
Cathie relaxed a little. She
began to study her new family.
Chester was a tall, rather stoop-
Shouldered young man with a
salloW complexion that contrast
ed strangely with his, fathers
fresh, florid countenance. Al
ready he was a little bald, with
thin, light brown hair combed
carefully over the bald spot, and
small, shrewd brown eyes OF the
shoe-button variety, behind
thick, horn-rimmed glasses.
Bored by City
Enid was tall and languid.
She had wealth Of black hair
that she wore in a knot gath
cred with artful careleSSneSS at
the back of her head. Her brows
were narrow and finely drawn,
and her sunburnt skin, which
she accentuated with ochre pow
der, was startling, in contrast
with her brilliantly rouged lips.
She made Cathie. curly-headed,
family freckled and short of
stature, feel like an improperly
dressed small girl.
Its going to be a frightful
bore, being back" she said.
after the sort of time we've
had abroad. There's no one in
teresting in San Francisco any
more"
"Why, Enid" Mr.. Farnsworth
chided, laughing.
mo one young, mean-eX-
eept Chester. Of course!"
"And Catherine. GATHERINGS