The Washington times., 1930-08-20
Choice Of Luncheon Guest
Anglers FarnswOrth

luck, SAID C3bnie WIN B tObs
Of her head.
well, I wouldn't say you
were lucky In your stepchildl"
Miss DarrOw covered the last
traces Of emotion with her
nervous little laugh. u hear
he docked on the Berengaria
Saturday. He and his blnShing
bride. That's one little ray Of
sunshine I don't envy your
Cathie said, I've never met
Chester"
Private Joke
'.Then you have something to
look forward TO- Miss DafrOW
said induleently. She smiled
to herself as she slipped her
coffee. IS IL she were con-
templating q very. very private
joke.
Another strawberry tart?"
No, thanks. After I've been
on q drinking party / meyer
care Tor much the next day"
Conversation languished. At
q quarter to 2 Miss Dafrow de-
cided that she really had to
go back to the office. Cattle
sent for the car.
Come have lunch with me
some tifne!"
Thanks for the lovely lunch.
GOod.byel''
.Good-byel"
That night, Mr.. FarnsWorth
said: "Oh, by the way, Cath
crime. About my secretary.
I'd just as soon you didn't
cultivate her, dear"
II had her to lunch today,
Cathie said, softly.
Yes. But it would be as
wen not to repeat 1t, don't
you think2"
AS you wish"
There's no particular rea-'
son why my secretary and my
wife should have anything in
common
One Exception
Except that your wife was q
stenographer, too, Cathie
thought. But she didn't say
II. It wouldn't do any good.
Nothing would do any good.
Besides, Mr.. FarnsWcrth had
returned to the evening paper.
Cathie spent most Of her
days with her mother. Everett
drove her there, and called for
her when she was ready to
come home. Sometimes ne
waited outside, mapping COM
f0rtably at his place behind the
wheel of the big. blue car. On
such occasions, Mrs. Hennessy
watched him patiently from be-
hind her lace curtains, shaking
her old gray head dOlefully
from time to time. Mrs. Cathie
visiting so often, and taking
her mother out to drive in the
blue limousine !. J. Her Lillian
hardly ever showed herself. and
then just for q five-nlinute call.
''Ma," Cathie asked, "can /
have Jean come stay with me
for q little while? She'd love it
and T."
indeed, you can not!" Mary
Paige cried warmly. She's got
enough high falutin' ideas al
ready without you putting any
more
"Oh, NUNS! / wouldn't"
mo, Cathie. It wouldn't be
for the best. :
ma, aren't you ever coming
to visit me?"
Sure, Cathie, q little later.
But right now I've got my
ir'nin' and a little dress I want
to run up for Ruth and
Later, Cattie. Gracious good
neess, child. what's the rush?
Now sit quiet while ] lay the
cloth, and we'll have SOME tea"
Company i'm Home
There was a new teapot now,
and no more bites" in the pan
try. I'm company" Cathie
felt, rather sadly, it wouldn't
have n1attered so much, except
that she was also company"
In Mr.. Farnsworth's house. She
unearthed an old school book
with THE Man Without q
Country" in and read it that
night. for the first time with
understanding and pity :
Awfully hard, not to really be.
long anywhere. even when It's
your own fault, 4
She brOoded over what Miss
DarrOW had said about Gordon
Moore. Believed, disbeIteYed
80 not that 1t made any diff
ference. And Chester COuaiHlg
-" something else to worry
about. She had been expect
/. ing him for week, IlevertIle-
less, 1t was Q shock when he
did arrive. \,
She was in her room. dress
ing for dinner when she
thought she heard Q conlr4o-
tion downstairs. She went
to the door and opened 1t. pck.
ing her anxious head into the
hall.
Marguerite 3 little more
disheveled than usual. came up
stairs on q run.
It's him!" she whispered as
she passed Cathie. Him and
his wifel"
Continued TomoFrowD