The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-02-10
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ANN and CECILY F,ENwICK have for years supported thcm- MnRx-FRANcEs, and their grandparents, known as "Rosalie" and "Grand". Because of the fi- nancial responsibility, Ann, who Is 26, Is unable to marry PHIL EC- ROYD, young lawyer to whom she has been engaged for eight years. Ceciiy, 22, loves BARRY McKEEL, an engineer. but when he proposes she refuses to name their wedding date for the same reason.
 Mary-Franccs, IS, and still In school, strikes up an acquaintance with EARL DE AIfMOUNT, yaudc- vile actor, and meets him secret Iy. He tries to persuade her to become his stage partner.
 Ann and Phil quarrel when she hears LEFTY KING, who works fin Pbil's office building, address him with cndeaTments. Ann tries to forget Phil by going around with KENNETH SMITH, rich and attentive. Cccily is disturbed when she learns Barry has left town without telling her about 1t.
 Mary-Franccs sends c note to De ArmOunt to arrange Q meet ing with him next day.
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 CHAPTER xxxvI
 "Well, but that isn't fair, is it?" said Mary-Frances.
 No, it's not. Only when daddy said he'd rent the ponies for us you were doing lots better than. was in algebra, and guess he thought we'd help each other and all. guess Daddy thought we'd each work for the other like true friends should. guess he never even dreamed that you'd go and funk"
 ''It wasn't my fault flunked was 1t? We can swim, anyway" trude.
 Well, why can't wei"
 Daddy and mother were up there yesterday tending to final arr engagements and all, and they watched them empty the pool, and they say there is 0 foot, anyway, of stagnant water that won't empty out, and they won't let me swim for fear of infection, and they are going to advise against it to every body, and mother says she won't be responsible for the girls that do, and the tournament is out of the question"
 Well" accused Nary Frances, I" must say! That's nice, isn't 1t? If we can't ride and can't swim, what can we do?"
 Nothing. Everything is ruined. Just ruined. Unless, maybe, you didn't funk in algebra after all."
 Their signs joined and sank in the sunshine.
 "I'll tell you one thing I won't do," said Ermintrude. T won't sit around and read poetry all the time. I won't do 1t, Frances. other girls, like you said, about you and Earl, either. Suppose did, and one of the girls--Barbara Flaxton for instance, 1t would be just ex- actly like her--should go and tell her mother, and Mrs Flaxton would tell mother, and 1t would all come back on me?'
 "Ermintrude," said Mary Frances wisely patient, "is that very sensi- bl0? It would come back on me, wouldn't 1t? It wouldn't come back on you, would it?"
 "Well, won't do it, anyway" declared Ermintrude. "I just have one of those strong psychic hunch- es of mine that I'd better not. You know how am when l have one of those"
 ry-Frances said. "All right. darling" hurriedly. Tho fro house was just around the corner. "I al- ways trust your psychic lunches, and you know l do. expect, maybe, we can coax your mother into letting us swim"
 Nobody" said Ermintrude. from the depths of sad experience. ''can coax either my mother or my daddy into anything"
 They'll mellow, expect" prophesied Mary-Frances. Grand