Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-04-21

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~ dusk: it called all
manner Of little magics, little flick
ering fantasies into her mind. In
the country she thot drowsily, even
ing comes like a bat, everything
darkens under its wings, but in the
city it d ops like a dragon-fly agleam
with light and awhirl with enchant-
ment.
"Jen-nee!"
She sighed a little and turned
away from the window. rubbing her
eyes with her hands like an awak-
ening child. Midway between the
window and the voice that was still
on it's stand. She lowered before it.,
nespairingly conscious that she SEEM
ed barely twenty, when she was ac-
tually "a today, and far more COM
potent than anyone believed.
"Jen-nee? Getting ready?"
The shadows she loved were crowd
ing into the room but still she david
LED at the craving mirror.
She saw a tumble of pale-gold hair,
so silvery blond and fine that it lay
k gossamer about her face. Her
dark brows and her dark long lashes
painted little shadows on the faint
flush of her skin; they gave mystery
wide-set and of that pansy-black that
has purple in it, under the sun.
But here came George from her
bath; fresh, glowing, scented.
Jenny! We shall have to pre-
tend we thot they said supper in
stead of dinner-oh, you've left the
blinds up"
Jenny blinked. The light by the
mirror, the light by the dressing
table, the two lights over the bed
with a clicking rush George had
turned them all on. The room that
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now a stream of color. Color every
where; n most glowingly Of all, in
George. George was color.
George, thot Jenny, looked most
wonderfully aglow tonight. The thick
creaminess of her skin seemed to
have a golden tone under it. Her
eyes had the amber CLEANS in them
that Jenny loved; ever in the shadow
their brown was not duh or slow.
She picked up the bright enamel
brushes and her splendid arms NOV
nd up and down like fails. Georges
brown hair was short and she
meant to keep it SO.
Which shall | wear, George, the
blue or the biscuit olored lace?"
"The lace? My dearest kidlet. are
Mills?
But the blue is really a lance
frock."
4 htOWg iONCs buI SlIdHSE 10 say,
people do dance quite often, Of an
evening, in this naughty little old
hamlet. Especially at Mills.
What an amazing infant you are!"
Jenny chuckled. 1t was a sweet,
deep, sudden sound, more appro-
pirate. somehow, to Georges throat
than to Jenny's. You call me a
scatter-brain but do you know what
you've forgotten"
George, halfway into her frock,
was struck rigid in the midst {. fold
upon fold of apricot velvet.
Jenny! oh, Jenny, whatever pos
sessed me to forget!' She flashed
into the frock and threw her arms
round the younger girl. MANY,
xnany happy returns, Jenny-sweet!
Jen, / didn't forget altogetherl Wait
look"
A little breathless, Jenny waited.
George was roofing theoretically on
me floor of the wardrobe and pres
entity she swung out a flat, jade
stringed box, stamped superbly-
~Parfaite."
"oh, but you shouldn't have!'
wtammered Jenny. 'Parfaite is most
terribly expensive"
open it, pet and put it on. Ry-
ner Vale is always worth looking nice
FOR: Besides, there's that unknown
stalwart he's bringing with him. :.
1t fits you quite wonderfully. And
here are the shoes to go with il. :.
They fit, too"
Jenny, blinking again, gazed at her
self In the long glass. 1t was a sill
ver dress-silver touched with a faint
cold green and, where it dropped to
the silver shoes, with an even colder
sfeeiy blue.
Come here and let me see to your
hands" George told her cousin. II
believe you've been putting them into
greasy water again. Didn't Mrs.
What's her name conner"
ooh, yes. But there's a lot of work
and 1 like helping her. ! feel so USE
fess, doing nothing here in the apart
xsaent and with no Job. ] ought to
earn my keep either here or some
where else"
Don't bother your head about II.
You're happy here. You can't want
TO go governessing again."
Jenny was silent. George welded
file and buffer confidently.
'rIl see about some little half
time job at Matching's," George said.
There may be something you al
do OF the clerical staff under Mr..
Croxe. I'll ask him"