The Washington times., 1931-03-09

ment had passed.
Later Jenny Wynne came
over with half a dozen young
sters, to demand to see all the
presents, to nibble at candy
and fruit and to drink egg
nogg the old-fashioned kind
that you don't drink, after all.
but eat with a spoon. And
the moment he laid eyes upon
Jenny, Larry's fate was sealed.
She was as slim and as
curved as a birch tree. She
had flyaway yellow curlS and
deep brown eyes. Her chin
was pointed and so was her
wit. She was an adorable lit
tie person and she was 10
years old.
"1'm q goner!" groaned
Larry to Mary Lou. How
much money has she?"
Millions, my poor dear! Her
father is Wynne, Of American
STEEL"
Down But NOT Out
Larry was crushed. But not
for long.
even a steel king might vel
come a rising young novelist as
q son-in-law," he announced,
"and I have three chapters
written. Mary Lou, something
tells me will spend a lot OF
time in Westmill, Conn"
At midnight they turned back
the rugs and turned on the
radio and danced. Larry and
Jenny floated about the floor
in a series of graceful meander-
ings and brilliant wisecracks.
Mary Lou, standing by Lori
mer, watched them. Now was
her opportunity to rid him COM
pletely of any mad ideas he
might still harbor.
"Larry's gone absolutely mad
over Jenny Wynne," she whiS-
pered, land he's sunk in gloom
because he's a poor reporter
and she's one Of these heir
esses you read about"
Jenny has enough for two"
answered Lorrimer, light
hearted.
Larry wouldn't care for that
arrangement" remarked Mary
Lou.
Good for Larry. Well, we'll
have to give him a hand up
although playing Cupid
is rather out of my line. De-
light, I've not danced since
since a night you may re-
member. Shall we - try
again?"
She gave herself into his
arms, conscious that Margaret
and Doctor Mathews, who was
present, we're watching. Con-
scious, too, that Jenny and her
gang were also observant,
amazed put too well bred to
show it.
A Real Miracle
Good heavens" said Jenny
to Larry, ''he hasn't danced
since the war! Wonders will
never cease! That girls a dar-
ling, though. He's in love with
her, of course. who could help
it? Does it break your heart
you know her pretty well, don't
you?" and she looked at him
from under curling laShes in an
entirely wicked fashion.
NO" Larry answered, steer
ing that armful of mischief
around the room, mo, it doesn't
break my heart. Yes, I know
her very well. No, of course, he
couldn't help being in love with
her any more than I can help
being in love with you."
You're fast worker!" com.
mented Jenny, with admiration.
The air music was lively, the
air music was provocative.
Mary Lou found dancing easy.
Lorry danced well-he hadn't
forgotten. He danced her
cleverly under the mistletoe,
which was caught with a bright
ribbon to the glittering chande-
lier. Stopped here there for an
instant. and kissed her.
The music went on and the
dancing. Mary Louis knees
were weak. were shaking un.
der her. Margaret had seen
that kiss, Mathews, too, and per-
haps the others. That didn't
matter, however And Lorry
had said no word. What did
matter was the intolerable pres.
sure at her heart, the sense of
faintness, the sudden piercing
knowledge.
She loved him. she loved
him. terribly. And she was
living a lie-a false delight.
The Night Ends
Somehow or other that eve
ming, which had commenced so
happily and which suddenly
changed to an interminable
nightn1A fe. ended. When the