The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-07-15

AS the two girls watched the young man In white abandoned his labors and approached. You Give? % Elsie said. It was her cus- knew Liane had never set eyes on the youth before. "Clive Is in- structing the decorators men," El- sic explained to Liane. land having a most horrible time of it." Just then one of the electricians bawled, MT Cleespaugh" loudly and raucuously, and the fair young man excused himself. Iiane re- garded his receding back with something like awe. "Is that who he is"' she murmured. Elsie laughed, showing her love- ly white teeth. "The one and only" she trilled. "Mama's boy and Papa's heir. Didn't take me long, did it?'
 Elsie was beautiful in a lush and bovine way. She was faultlessly and naturally blond. She had a figure in the old-fashioned sense of the word and she moved as if she were always conscious that she presented a graceful picture. [ "Tm not at all sure mama likes it, either" Elsie continued, preen- ing herself. Mama thinks the actress from the city may turn out l to be bold bad hussy." "Oh, she couldn't think that about you!" Liane put in, quite | shocked.
 Couldn't she, though % Elsie giggled, vastly amused at Lanes championship.
 Then she went on, You're at Smithers, aren't you? So am l. The Old Man is up at the Inn and most of the others are scattered l around nearby. Old Smithers serves up fairly tasty meals. It's not a bad place really" She squeezed Liane's arm companion ably. "This thing may turn out to be really fun. d'you know it?' Elsie said.
 Liane said shyly that she hoped go. Already she felt elated. The bright day summer dresses, the vast spread of woods and water all induced holiday mood. She for got the fright and depression of the past week.
 Rehearsal at four" called Yer non Wells suddenly in the midst of her reverie.
 wen go back to smithers' for lunch," Elsie said. "Too bad Gives tied up with those work men. We might have got 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 Liane. She said she had "so much to telI' her. Llane felt flat tered, and wondered if she should confide to Elsie the story of her adventure the week before. She decided against 1t.
 They had not realized they were walking so swiftly. When they reached the main road they were far ahead of the others. Liane was intent on some confidence Of Elsie's and did not see the scarlet roadster nor hear its klaxon horn The other girl caught her arm, dragging her back.
 These speeders!" Elsie flamed, seeing Liane so white and shaken
 Liane had blanched not because of danger but because she had seen the face of the man whizzins past in the red car.
 It was Shane McDermid. in multi! Shane McDermid-the po- liceman who had allowed her to escape from the horrible scene the week before. l As Liane had guessed, the red car lay waiting in the smithers weed grown drive. The girl ran forward.
 What is it?" she called out What's happened? Are you look- ing for me?"
 Then she noticed, subsconscious- ly how big and brown he was. Not In the least like a policeman. ln- deed he looked like some jovial young broker on a holiday. l Keen blue eyes under craggy brows surveyed her. Then McDer- mid said awkwardly. Just thought you'd like to know that guys get ting along O. K. Be out in a week, the Doc says. You seemed so up- set--so worried"
 1 He floundered. "It's my day off," McDermld went on. "i was ridin' this way. anyhow" ! Liane reached impulsively for that bis hand. "oh, how kind.