The Washington times., 1931-09-26
Chapter 8

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"Uh-huh," and Viola nodded
emphatically "for a million
dollars"
That isn't such a funny
joke"
"of course you never get all
you sue ,for-you know that
II you ever read the papers,
but you'll get a lot-you might
get half Of it. I'm darn sure
you'd never get less than fifty
thousand" she went on.
I saw that she was serious.
"You mean for me to go into
court and admit before every
body that I let Thad Parsons
make a sap of me?" 1 cried.
Forget 1.-THE glove is on
the other hand, Katie-you'n
be making a sap of Parsons"
II couldn't sit in COURT
couldn't listen to all those
letters being read"
Viola interrupted me with a
ut Of giggling.
"zowie!" she exclaimed and
giggled again You couldn't
listen to them being read?
That's a hot one-think of
Thad Parsons sitting there and =
hearing them read. Probably
his little snobbish bride would
be there with him-she could
choke him and eat you alive
all at the same time"
will Not Sue
'The publicity is the reason
why it's all wet-forget it. I'll
never sue him."
Viola looked at me and
sighed.
"It's too bad. see you
mean it. A swell chance gone.
I wish I had it. I'll go and
send that wire now,' she said.
told told her I would send
q wire in the morning. Viola
was so excited over this that
she might send any fool tele-
gram.
The next day I wired one
word, Congratulations" and I
also sent by registered mail a
little packet. It contained all
Of his letters.
Every day throughout the
week I expected a wire or at
least a. letter or card. from
Thad Parsons. I felt that the
least he could do, after my
word of congraulation wired to
him and after getting his
mushy love letters back, would
be to send me a note Of thanks
and perhaps a little apology
or word Of explanation.
As Viola and I came out from
Mier'S establishment Saturday
afternoon she pinched my arm.
Look at Moon-Face and his
new shiny car" she whispered.
I looked and saw Chubb Os-
mund. I'll say it was a shiny
car; it looked as if it had just
arrived from its foreign factory.
Chubb lifted his hat and smiled
O wider smile.
The New Victim
"For cats sake-some new
victim of yours?" Viola asked.
I had no time to answer for
Chubb pounced over as if to
grab me.
"How's beautiful?" he
chuckled.
Flows the living skeleton?"
I came right back, and Viola
laughed right in his face. I
introduced her.
Lets go places" Chugg sug-
gested.
l. hesitated and looked at
Viola.
Bring your boy friend along,
Miss Carson" he invited, catch
ing my inqu!ring glance at her.
Viola told him she had no en-.
gagement for that evening.
"I'l find a little playmate
for you," he promised.
He took us home and prom.
+ ised to call two hours later.
That's the big idea-going
places, playing around" told
her as we were getting ready.
A wonderful dinner.
Two hours later Chubb called.
This time he had a big closed
car and chauffeur. He also had
a chap named Dutton, to be
Viola'S escort.
A Great Time
An hour later we were hav.
ing a wonderful dinner at some
rather swell place away up on
the Boston Post Road.
Chubb was always good com.
pany and he never drank too
much.
Despite his weight he danced
beautifully. AS we stepped out
on a veranda that overlooked O
little arm Of the sound, Chubb
started to get sentimental.
There was a moon and a lot
of budding willows. We didn't
feel the chill Of the Spring
night because the veranda was
glaSSed in.
Listen, Kitty" Chubb said,
suddenly, putting an arm about
me as we leaned on the wide
rail, "let'S get married"
Lets walk over to Paris" I
retorted.
"Kitty-honey girl" Chubb
said, seriously, this is no hooey,
it's a straight, sincere proposal
Il want to marry you"
I looked at him.
There was no miStaking his
/, honesty. his sincerity.