New Britain herald., 1930-07-18
bad he thinks me conceited "

bad he thinks me conceited"
 Mary Lou realized that her re- mark at Lorna Grey's party still ranked.
 Dad never said you were con- ceited," she confessed T invented that remark when I was so angry because of what you said about Tony"
 Brynmor accepted her story with a knowing smile, and dismissed the subject.
 There's something I'd like you to know, Mary Lou. I'm to be mar ried soon"
 Isn't that exciting? Whom are l you marrying?'
 "Clarice Day. I believe you saw | her the first night at the Emerald Dragon. Wed he married now but for the pater."
 Doesn't Colonel Whittamore ap- prove?"
 Brynmor shook his head. I'm afraid he doesn't. He's been kick ing up the devils own fuss.'
 That's too bad" Mary Lou sym pathized. I'm sure it will come out all right in the end"
 "Clarice thinks so, too" Bryn- nor sighed hopefully. T wish felt so sure"
 Mary Lou had to rush back to the shop, but her nerves soon gave way under the strain of worrying, and Jay urged her to lie down in the fitting room and rest.
 She was too nervous to rest, how ever. She closed her eyes, but vis- ions haunted her-visions of Gay Girl crashing 10 earth and Tony dra agging himself from the wreckage. his face deathly white, his lips bloodless-
 Time after time she tried to sleep, but that same picture always re- turned, more vivid with each at tempt she made to forget it.
 T wish I'd never seen a movie, |" she finally exclaimed aloud in ex- asperauoa, Tt makes you visual ize things like this so clearly"
 Quite right, my dear" came a gruff voice from the doorway
 Mary Lou sprang up from the couch. Why, Miss Titherington. It's so nice to see you"
 They were an inCongruous pair Mary Lou in her smart grey flannel dress With white collar, and Tony's aunt in clothes that were at least r,f were drawn together by a mutual bond-their love of Tony. although Miss TIcherington never would have admitted it
 Don't disturb yourself" she said sitting down beside Mary Lou. Mrs Jerome said you were lying down in here, I bet you're Jagged out vor- rying oy"r this last foolishness Of that nephew of mine. Fancy setting out on such 3 made adventure when he had q sweet girl like you to keep him at home, What good will it do him? That's what l ask myself.
 "Drat the thoughtless young fool,' she continued. T didn't know a thing about 1t until yesterday. l never read the papers. Who wants to know who's been murdered? MT Moore the vicar was passing as worked in the rock garden. So sorry to hear about your nephew. Miss 1 Titherington.' the red faced old fos- sil called over the fence. What's this about my nephev?' I asked. He seemed surprised. Why he said, 1t ! appears they haven't been able to get in touch with him since his plane passed ovzr Port Darwin some days ago 'Nonsense' I said. But he went to consid erable pains to assure me it was so. After he'd gone, I sent Mrs Favsett out 10 buy a paper"
 Abruptly Miss Titherington rose to her feet. Well, I must he get ting back. Mrs. Fawsett will won der what has become of me. Let me know when you want to spend Q day in the country
 She bent over and kissed Mary Lou on the cheek, Chin up, my dear" and departed in haste
 Some time later Jay came in, flooding the room in light. Her eyes were worried. In her hands she held the last edition os an evening paper
 Mary Lou looked up. afraid 10 face the inevitable disappointment.
 Any news"
 Jay nodded.
 Mary Lou wet her lips.
 Good news?"
 Jay shook her head NO, dear. But I thought you'd better know. Here's the paper
 Mary Lou took @it from her. The headlines leaped out 10 her