Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-06-25

or Vernon Wouldn't be 50 upset. I
think he has a STAKE IN ID himself.
G eeSpaugn IuSt supplies the house
and lot. not the trimmings, 4
think
AS the two girls watched the
young man IN white abandoned his
labors and approached. You know
Miss Barrett, don't YOU, Clive7"
Elsie said. IL was her customary
form OF introduction. She knew
Lane had never set eyes on the
youth before. Give Is instructing
the decorators men, Elsie explain
ed 70 Lane, and having a most
horrible time OF IT,
just then Of the electricians
hawled, MIR. CleeSpauGhi' loudly
and r~acuously. and the fair young
man excused himself. Lane regard
cd his receding back with some
thing like awe. is that who he tsp"
she murmured.
Elsie laughed, showing her lovely
white teeth The one and only.
she TITLED. "Mama's boy and Pa
ua's heir. Didn't take me long, did
!t?"
Elsie was hrautifIl in 2 lush n
bovine way. She was faultlessly and
naturallv U.Oa4 " Agure IN
the Cld-fashiOnrd sense Of the
word ard she moved as II she were
always conscious that she present.
ed a graceful picture.
I'm not sure Mama likes IL.
either" Elsie continued. preening
herself. Mama thinks the actress
from the city may turn out 10 be a
Bold. bad hussy.'
"Oh. she couldn' think that about
youi" Lame put in, quite shocked.
Couldn't She. thOugn?" Elsie
giggled. vastly amused at LANES
championship.
Then she went on. You're at
Smithcrs, aren't You? So am /. The
Old Man Is up al tho Inn and most
Of the others are battered around
nearby. Old Smi-Lers serves up
fairly tasty meals. It's not a bad
place really" She squeezed LANES
arm companionably. This thing
may turn out ~ 70 really fun.
" NUl kAAIM 4h@ r. rlt cAAA4
Lame said shylv that she hoped
SO. Already she felt elated. The
bright day. the women about in
their gay summer dresses. the vast
spread OF woods and water all in
duced a holiday mood. She forgot
the fright and depression OF the
past week.
Rehearsal Al four" calico Yer
non Wells suddenly in the midst OF
her reverie.
Wen 20 back to Smithers' for
lunch Elsie said. Too bad Gives
tied up with those workmen. We
might have rot a lift from him"
They waved to the others and
started down the road. Blade Her
bert. Frank Morton and two or
three other women brought up the
rear with Cass. Elsie trotted ahead
with Lane. She said she had so
much 70 tell her. Lame felt flatter-
ed. and wondered II she should con-
fide TO Elsie the story OF her adven-
ture the week before She decided
against il.
They had not realized they were
walking so swiftly. When they reach
ed the main road they were far
ahead OF the others. Lane was in
tent on some confidence Of Elsie's
and did not see the scarlet roadster
nor hear its klaxon horn. The other
Eirl caught her arm. dragging her
back.
These Speedersl' Elsie famed
seeing Lame so white and shaken.
Lame had blRnched. not because
OF danger but because She had seen
the face Of the man whizzing past
in the red car.
II was Shane McDermid. I'm muftil
Shane McDermid-the policeman
who had allowed her to escape from
that horrible scene the week before,
As Lane had guessed. the red car
lay waiting IN the Smithers' weed
! grown drive. The girl ran forward
What * it?' she called out
What's happened7 Are you look
ing for me?'
Thrn she noticed. subconsciously
how big and brown he was. Not In
the least like a policeman. Indeed
he looked like some l0vial young
broker on q holiday.
Keen blue eyes under craggy
brows surveyed her. Then McDer-
mid said awkwardly. Just thought
you'd like 10 know that guys get
ting along o. X. Be out in a week
the Doc says. You seemed 50 up
1 set-so worried"
He floundered TITS my day off.
McDermid went on. Il was ridin
this way. anyhow"
Lane reached impulsivelv for
that big hand. "Oh. how kind. hcU
awIully kind" she breathed. i
can never thank YOU" Her graft.