The Washington times., 1932-08-04

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You don't Say-I like him."
"Of course you like him
everyone likes Larry" Lurline
was combing her hair, think.
ing rapidly. Suddenly she
turned and said:
Blonde, l didn't know it
was so late-I'm going to let
you go now-it'S so very late
you understand"
Yes, thank you, Lottie."
"Lur-line!"
"Lurline then-it's swell up
here. Could I come and see
you one day when your friends
are out?" Blonde asked anx-
iouSly.
In the Book
"Yes-do. Give me a buzz
it's in the book. Lurline cav
endish, C-a-v.e-n-d-i-s-h-t!" Lu-
rhine spelled,
"Okay-and thanks lot"
You can find your way out
right at the end of the hall"
so long, Lurline. I'm so
glad about you" and Blondes
tone showed that she really
meant it.
so long" said Lurline as
she gave her a frinedly little
push toward the door.
AS Blonde was about to
close the door behind her, Lur-
line called out:
Here, Blonde. come here!"
And as Blonde came back in
quiringly, she said: You can't
go out like that"
Lurline stepped to the ward
robe. Sliding the door open she
revealed to Blonde dozens of
beautiful gowns, hats and in
Vulnerable pairs of shoes.
Here's hat" and she
handed Blonde a chic Partisan
model. Blonde quickly put it
on, her face all smiles, her eyes
shining.
Thanks. I'll let you have it
back"
You don't have to-" said
Lurline a bit patronizingly.
And here's a bit of fur as
she handed Blonde a stunning
short fur jacket.
Blonde accepted it with eyes
wide and unbelieving. Never
in her widest dreams had she
ever thought of wearing any
thing like this. She dashed to
the mirror. throwing on the
jacket, and surveyed hel self
with beWildered admiration as
she primped and fused over
the new apparel. Lurline. put
ting on her diamond bracelets,
pretended not to notice.
You're not going to give me
the fur, are you" Blonde asked
incredulously.
"Yes-I'm through with it,"
said Lurline. Then suddenly
her voice changed. Hurry up."
she snapped.
"Okay," replied Blonde. but
she couldn't seem to drag her
self away from the mirror. She
looked at herself in utter sur
prise. How she had changed.
she thought. Then she could
contain herself no longer.
"Oh, boy-Oh, boy-I look
like Joan Crawford. look" And
Blonde went into an imitation
of Joan Crawford: I'm only a
poor working girl,-you cannot
thrust your riches on me.
Isn't that good, Lurline."
1--WE met Miss Crawford -
she's charming-I've never seen
her on the screen thought
never go to MOVIES
More SeIf-Assured
Suddenly Blonde sensed the
change the clothes made in
her. She felt more self-assured.
Her embarrassment and the
consciousness of her surround.
ings were not nearly as great,
as she looked in the mirror.
At first she had admired the
new hat and coat Now she
was adrliring herself in them.
From somewhere she found the
courage to say:
"Lurline, do I have to go?
I hate to-it's grand here"
Blonde looked SuuarelV into
the eyes of her former pal of
the tenementS. They gazed
at each other for an instant,
then Lurline said impulsively:
If I introduce you to my
friends, will you promise not
to make any-cracks?"
"Me?" Blonde was surprised
well, about the store and
mother-and uptown-and-"
of course wouldn't if you
said not -"
Let me see," Lurline said re-
tleCtively. Il could hardly call
you relative. -"
why not?" Blonde cut in,
anxiously.
"Oh. don't be sill. =" What.
ever comparisons between them
that Lurline might have voiced
were never to be mentioned.
From the apartment hall came
Larry's voice, talking loudly
over the telephone.
"Shhh! Quiet" cautioned
Lurline. And both girls stood
silent, listening intently, Blon-
dies face flushed with excite
ment
Continued Tomorrow