The Washington times., 1931-01-02
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= over the telephone. 1nereS q
proposition I'm facing that is a
little too much for me. You
can come nearer putting things
right"
II could catch a late train to-
night if it's that important" he
said.
If you can come up to-
morrow, it will be just as good.
I'd rather not have Kitty know
telephoned you. Otherwise,
I'd meet you at the station
with the car; but it's only a few
miles and you can easily find
a cab out here"
Il see," he responded. Easy
enough. I'll just drop in,
friendly like, to see how she
likes the new place. Look for
me early in the afternoon"
She was conscious, immedi-
ately when the conversation
ended, Of a sustaining admira-
ton for his apt comprehension.
Another man would have asked
questions, sought explanations.
Duke Carson had the rare
faculty of taking her merely at
her word.
1t was we'll. she was con-
vinced again in the morning,
that she had summoned him.
Really, she was racing against
time. for Jim Tracy already had
telephoned Kitty. They were,
it appeared, to have another
driving lesson before luncheon.
A stimulated wonderment was
in Kitty's eyes and there was a
flower-like tinge to her face. as
she came away from the tele-
phone.
IT know you think it's awful
the way I'm behaving" she
told Connie, "but I'm just wild
to 60 out and drive that car
with Jim. Your mother won't
think funny Of me, will she?"
Not Feeling Well
I'm sure she won't"
II have hardly seen anything
Of her. but I don't want you to
think I don't appreciate all you
two are doing for me, Connie.
OF course, she isn't feeling so
we'll and probably doesn't want
me hanging around her, any
way. I don't ever know what
Is the polite thing to do
should I 60 in and ask how
she is?"
That courtesy. Connie in
formed her graciously, was not
at all necessary. Mrs. Calvert,
undoubtedly. would be down
stairs later in the day. Connie,
her arms around Kitty's waist,
walked with her to the front
door. The morning was fine,
sparkling with a hazy blue in
the low, distant hills. It was
odd that she felt older than
Kitty, yet she was younger by
all Of two years. In poise, in
self-possession and security, she
was ages older than the Tenth
Avenue girl-but this was
natural result of environment
and upbringing, rather than
any fundamental difference be-
tween them.
Nor was the distinction lost
upon Jim Tracy; with Kitty he
revealed an attitude of superior
Worldliness that he had never
attempted with Connie. This,
undoubtedly, was highly ef-
tective; indeed. Connie detected
in Kitty's gaze upon him an
unquestioning admiration that
was, somehow. in contradis-
tinction from her infatua1ion.
Without difficulty Jim sue
ceeded in appearing a com.
manding figure; he was an
actor with a wholly sympathetic
audience of one.
A Fish Out of Water
II thought I'd take Kitty
around to my house for lunch
with mother and father" he
said to Connie. Wouldn't you
like to come, too - unless, of
course, you feel that you ought
to stay with your mother?"
A girlish timidity rose up in
Kitty. "Oh, Jim, I'd rather not,
honestly. I'd feel like a fish
out of water"
"Nonsensew he eclared,
brusquely. "You have to meet
them some time anyway. They'll
like you a lot"
When they had driven away
Connie waited expectingly for
the arrival of Duke Carson.
When he came he kept the cab
waiting while he came up to her.
Il brought a bag along" he
said. If you want me to stay
here in the house I'll bring it in;
if not the driver can check it
at the station for me. I'm here
to do whatever is necessary"
"I think you had better stay
right here for a while" Connie
told him, thoughtfully. Eyes.
I'm sure # it. Tell him to bring
your bag inside"
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