Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1933-07-06

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WTM SORRY" said the young man.
barring Dorothy's progress across
the little foot-bridge that spanned the
roadside brook, "but I'm here to stay.
You see, I'm related to Charlie Par
kins"
swell, som l. 1 mean, som l 60
ing to stay. md som / related"
Dorothy sat down on the rocky bank.
She looked across the bridge to the
Parkins shack. Paradise-and she
couldn't get to it.
The young man looked at Dorothy.
Lovely girl, she seemed, but he'd be
darned If she was going to put any
thing over on him.
"You see," he repeated, Charlie Par
kins knew l was coming up today.
And he warned me against intruders."
This place practically belongs to me
today" Dorothy said. "And 1 think
you're the intruder. And I'd be really
very grateful to you If you'd please
go away"
Pm staying" Bob Stowe had be-
come stubborn.
Pm staying, too. And think you're
awfully rude. There's special reason
why 1--we got to stay"
A suggestion of tears In the violet
eyes. now. Well, reasoned Bob. prob
ably stage tears. He wouldn't give in.
Butt suppose you could stop
here and rest a bit If you're tired" he
said grudgingly. you seem to have
brought your lunch. I'll take some
crackers and cheese and go off by my
SELF"
Dorothy watched him out of sight
between the trees. Then she sighed,
picked up her two baskets, and went
over to the little shack and turned her
thoughts resolutely to the work before
her.
Two hours later she heard the
crackle Of twigs that announced the
return Of the young man.
"Well," he said, you still here?"
She did not answer him.
You'll have to go, you know. I'm
camping here for a week"
''I'm going" The girl rose from her
seat. "Tll go right away. Do you
mind if I leave my lunch? don't
want it."
| Bob Stowe looked at the lunch Dor
othy pointed to. Spread on card ia
ble-boned chicken, jelly, a salad,
| copdriC hoc a uo o,1rDo hotfIn nf ooffoo
Two places, untouched.
But it's three o'clock-and you've
not eaten. OF course, don't mind
your leaving that lunch. But" He
looked closely at the girl-pale and
tired, she seemed. you know, I'm s0r-
nv I was rude. I mean-lots of people
picnic here. Charles always having
trouble with 'em. That's why I told
you to get out But" he looked with
embarrassed interest at the tempting
lunch-"I wish you'd stay and finish
up. I'll make it right with Charlie"
I'm sorry" She sobbed. "But it's
just the last straw. I'm just no good
at all. First, l come out here and
bring this lunch, and wait all after
noon for Charlie-and he doesn't turn
up. And then-you don't believe me-"
"Poor girl" said Bob Stowe. "Tell
me what it's all about"
"Well-give me your handkerchief,
will your Mines sOpping. You see,
knew Charlie pretty well. He and I
had a date for this afternoon to come
out here. Then we had quarrel. He
said l wasn't practical But l am. I
made this lunch myself! And he didn't
come"
Don't worry" said Bob. Charles
a good sort. Maybe can help straight
en- things out. You care a lot for him,
don't your
ooh, yesw
"Well-let's-I mean, you'd better
eat something"
"Yes-let's." The girl smiled through
her tears.
Half an hour later, over cigarettes,
Bob pulled the conversation back to
their absent host. After all, Charlie
deserved some sort of break.
"See here" he said, we've got to
do something about Charlie. l mean,
it isn't quite fair to him. No matter
how much of an idiot he's been. I'll
explain. And then"
The girl laughed softly.
"But, you see," she said, Charles
my brother! And he thinks l don't
bnou onufhinO I wanfod IN nrovn I
could get a good lunch, but he didn't
come. And he forgot to tell me about
you"
The air cleared for Bob. "Charlie's
a BRUTE" he said. "He told me to come
up here for weeks camping. And
he said to tell any picnickers l was
his brother or something. But he for
got to tell me about you"
But | know about you now" said