The Washington times., 1930-12-16

k1ndled light IN k1tty'S eyes was
dying out. Again the old surly
look was creeping over the girls
face.
A Wonderful Man
Suppose he don't like the
horrible confession you'll have
to make?" Kitty asked.
Don't worry about Jim not
liking you-he's wonderful"
Connie told her. Hell tell me
exactly what to do and how to
do It,"
well, If you need somebody to
tell you what to do, I suppose
this Tracy fellow is as good as
any," Kitty said. where is hep"
Home, I suppose" Connie
looked around the restaurant for
a telephone booth. "I'll call him
up right now."
Jim himself answered the long
distance call when she got his
house up near Stamford. Since
he had seen her driving away
mysteriously toward New York
he had been miserable with suS-
penSe and apprehension. He had
tramped to a garage and OBJ
tanned gas for his own empty
tank. BY that time pursuit was
hopeless and, highly wrought,
he had driven home where, when
she called, he was pacing the
floor in anguished mystification.
MY God-where are you?" he
demanded, at the sound of her
voice.
Nov, don't get excited, dear"
she said, soothingly. "I'm quite
all right and perfectly safe-but
I'm not home. I want to see you
tonight. I have something i'm.
portant to tell you.",
A Note Of Fear
She could detect the note of
fear in his tone. What's wrong?
It's 1880 in the morning and I
don't even know where you are,
Connie"
"I'll be at your place within
an hour or so," she said,
criSply. Meanwhile, don't
worry your head. Something
has come up, Jim-but it's
nothing to worry us. I'll tell
you everything as soon as I
get there"
When she came out the
booth. Carson and Kitty were
standing ready to leave.
Where can I reach you to-
morrow" she asked Kitty. I'm
going back now, but I'll get
in touch with you in the morn
ing"
Here" Duke Carson hand
ed Connie a card on which he
had written Kitty's address and
telephone number with a pen
Gil.
IT suppose I ought to wish
you a lot of luck on your mar
riage," Kitty said, "but you
were born lucky, so I guess
you don't need it,"
Don't mind what Kitty
says" Duke Carson said, with
a smile. "She can't stay so
ciable long, poor kid. I think
both you girls are upset to-
night, anyway. You go ahead
and handle your end Of it the
best way you can"
I'm going to do the right
thing" Connie told Carson,
looking straight into his dark
eyes.
Discovers a Knight
She was now acutely con-
scious of him as a man; all OF
the harshness that had seemed
so vicious in his manner had
disappeared. He was hand
some, ingratiating, without any
of the petty tricks o ( chivalry.
Still, she found it hard to for
give him for his previous threats,
which amounted, almost, to at
tempted blackmail. He looked
at her steadily and seemed to
be reading her mind.
Don't carry away the idea,
please, Miss Calvert, that Kitty
and I were trying to gyp a de-
fenselesS girl" he told her,
with a half smile. 1--WE were
prejudiced against you from
the start-and the under dog
has the right to snarl = bit, be-
cause he is the under dog. We
didn't know at first that you
were as square as we do now
did we. Kitty?"
"You two" Kitty retorted,
eyeing them, certainly have
lots of arguments in common.
What's the good talking? Let's
all tell each other goodnight
and wait for the breaks"
Wont you kiss me and wish
me happiness?" Connie asked
her sister awkwardly. Kitty
obeyed.
But on the swift drive back
to Connecticut, with the cool
night air rushing past her ears,
Connie was lingeringly aware of
thu firm. magnetic pressure Of
Duke GarSon's farewell hand
shal-"
Continued Tomorrow
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