The Washington times., 1932-01-08
CHAPTER II

Ut. Harvey Gar WHICH was
parked in a sort of shed at
one side of the hospital.
She oughtn't to do this, she
knew. It was making herself
cheap. to sit here waiting for
a man who had no interest in
her. who didn't in the least
want to be bothered with her!
That had piqued her.
He had snubbed her, too,
when she had suggested-dar-
ingly, and imagining that he
would think her a brave girl
that she accompany him into
the operating theater.
The only women present
will be the trained nurses" he
had told her bluntly.
When she had pressed her
point, he had informed her
that she might turn her curl
osity and her love of thrills to
better account by interesting
herself in his proposed home
for crippled children. ..
She had stopped herself max
ing disagreeable face just in
the nick of time. Physically
fit herself, she had dislike
to any kind of deformity or
sickness-though she did not
tell him So-that even we'll
children were usually either
boring or annoying.
What on earth am I doing
here?" she asked herself as
the minutes heightened into an
hour, and still there was no
sign of the good-looking Bruce
Harvey.
But Laurel did not move,
afraid that he might come and
she would miss him.
Heavens! she wanted-des-
perately-to talk to him, be
with him!
Could this be Love? The
Romance that she had scorned?
How Imogen would scream
with laughter did she but know
Of it. -!
This young man had no
MONEY. He had his way to
make in life. He was ''ineligi-
ble," serious minded; apparent
1y had no interest, except in
that medico-microscopical way
Of his, in the seekers of Whoo-
pie and High-speed!
Quite infatuated
But he was "devishly at
tractive," nonetheless, thought
she. And, in sitting here like
an infatuated fool, he had got
her to do what no other man
could!
He would despise her for it,
too. She knew it.
Hadn't her own mother
cooed and chirped at him this
afternoon, for all the world
like a hypnotized parrot?
And his interest wasn't in
women at all-or flappers either,
however knowing or pretty they
thought they were. That was
the very devil of it!
His WORK was everything
to him. He considered her
kind cheap. silly, and shallow.
She bit her lower lip as she
waited there, her brows drawn
together.
HOW COULD SHE INTER-
EST HIM?
How could she make him
'fau' for her?
She wanted that. Wanted to
See those handsome quizzical
eyes of his light up with eager
ness at sight of her.
WHAT THEN. e.?
Wasn't this detached young
doctor an "ineligible?"
In the man she fell in love
with, she'd always vowed-like
1mogen-that she wanted ex-
travagant good times. gifts of
Jewels. orchids!
SHE didn't want to marry a
poor man, and put her shoulder
to the wheel with him.
Oh, no! A made" position,
with everything glorious wait
ing for her, just as though she
were a young princess. that
was the desire of Laurel.
And if other girls achieved
those things, why shouldn't
SHE?
The trouble was that most
men with money were so horri-
bly, unattractive!
Middle-Aged
Take Tlmmy Tewson, one of
1mogen's "best BETS" as Imogen
aptly described him . for it
was through betting that
Timmy had garnered his large
fortune. Dean of the race
track layers was he. "a very
prince of "bookieA."