Red Lodge daily news combined with Carbon County news., 1932-05-12

for the first time, she vas amazed
that Miss Revell of Matching's -
methodical, balanced, economical of
EFFORT was alsa this prodigal,
clothes-mad. laughter-loving George!
A hesitationg step in the hall and
EDDIE lowered. filling the doorway.
THE kettles boiling. l say, when
when will George be back"
ANY minute" Jenny assured him
cheerfully. MIR. Matching often has
some extra work for her on Sunday
morning. What We're YOU going to
make, tea or Coffee
'I-well, l thought of a cup Of
strong Coffee" There was a shamed
note in his voice that she found
pathetic. My nerves seem a bit shaky
after that bang up yesterday. | sup
pose it was yesterday He leaned
against the door-post and she saw
he was shuddering.
Yesterday. yes. Come II help me
make coffee. !"
He followed her back to the kitchen.
Has that Tallas chap gone yet?
He brought me along, y'know. l
was half asleep by the time we got
here but l remember Gill let us in
and after a bit Tallas said he'd go
down and find out whereby wife
was"
His voice stumbled over the words:
shell be here any minute" Jen-
ny repeated gently Take the old
easy-chair Eddie: You always used
to declare it was the only really
comfortable one in the apartment"
The wicker creaked and groaned
as he dropped into it: She glanced
at him ~anXiously: He was so pale and
his bandage looked so uncomfortable
Perhaps she ought to phone for a
doctor before she did anything else?
But neither she nor George were
ever i'll and she did not know where
to find one.
when I've had coffee. 1 think I'll
doze off again for a bit, he remarked,
watching her busy hands. you
won't let anyone in except George,
will you?"
NO one shall worry YOU" she
promised, distressed by his hunted
glance at the door. BLACK coffee
you said. didn't you? Sugar ?"
She passed him a trimming cup.
His fingers were uncertain as they
took it from her-and the next scon6
they had loosened their grip alto
gether and the cup and saucer were
in pieces on the floor, Tapped by Il
tide of coffee.
There's a plane going over" he
gasped: IF it crashes-oh, Jen
don't let it crash.'
He threw up his hands and clap
ped them upon his head, covering
down into the old chair so that his
face was hidden in it's cushion. Jen-
ny looked helplessly towards the
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to her when she listened |intently:
Eddie gave a grooming sigh and
slid more deeply into the cushions.
At that moment there was a sound
of a latchkey in the door of the
apartment.
Needless of the split coffee and
broken china, Jenny dashed out
of the kitchen. She did not know
whether Eddie had tainted or not,
bnt it was plain that he had com
pletely broken down: George must
come to him at oncei
George" she began.
She checked herself.
George was there but she vas
not alone She was ushering into
the little hall someone whom Jenny
at one %reconized as Grafton Matching
This upright, short old man, shuffling
along in his gray cloths, his long gray
his long gray face arrogantly forward,
his slate colored eyes dull and blank,
could be no ons else.
my cousin, sir" said George ner-
vously, looking at Jenny.
Cousin, eh?" (What a rasping
voice the Old Man hadD you mar
ried my pilot, Townsend, eh?". .-
Townsend's wife, are you? Eh?"