The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-06-13

He threw out his hands. tits not
that exactly. You're - oh, so fresh
and unspoiled. never knew there
was anyone like you in the world.
You give me back some touch Of
my youth-some faith I'd lost.
D'you know" he went on in a
slightly altertone, "d'you know
what Cornish Faneway said to me
when first she saw you? On the
deck that first day. Do you re-
member"
ct remember" said Monnie,
thinking of Cornish's cynical eyes.
"She said, Who's the little bag
gage? Paying excess on her this
timer"
Monnie's color was high, her
voice angry. "How could she?"
He shrugged. "She knew me -
my reputation. She assumed there
was something between US, but I
soon put her straight on that.
knew then that what felt for you
was different because when she
said that I wanted to knock her
down"
He fell into an instant's musing.
What do you say, Monica?" he
asked with boys eagerness.
She gave him a level glance. II
can't answer you now" she told
him. II must have time to think"
I'm not very patient, you know"
he reminded her, smiling, assured.
I'm used to putting things through
quickly
She had a glimpse FOR an instant
of what her life would be II she
put her hand in his. Smotth sail
ing, always. He would be ruthless.
She would have what she wanted
materially but her very thoughts
would be owned by him. Did she
want that? She shivered.
"Cold?"
She shook her head.
you're not eating a bite"
"Too excited, / guess" she, said.
"You've-you've taken me off my
feet"
He laughed delightedly. "Such a
baby!"
"And you leave tomorrow she
unused, staring beyond him, not
really seeing the soft pale colors of
the room, the mirrors rejecting
the images OF we'll dressed. soft
voiced people. This was his life,
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smooth paced events, money paw
ing the way for all maner Of lux
ury, luxury without ostentation.
Arthur Mackenzie's wife would be
a sort of queen in her own right.
Doors would open for her. The ways
would be made pleasant. The temp
tation came to her to surrender.
1t would all be SO easy. No more
money worries, no more snubs. She
could do so much for all of them
at home. Her mother, Kay, the
others. Why did she hesitate?
II must" she murmured, "have
a little time. TO think things over"
"Ah, time!" He threw out one
strong brown hand in an impatient
gesture. We've known each other
how long Is It? Two weeks?
Three? Enough, anyway. Don't
let's waste the precarious minutes.
Monica. Life Is SO short"
But she was stubborn, for once.
She was not so pliable in this
mans hands as she might once
have been.
II can't tell you now" she per-
sisted. Later"
Then you won't go back with
me" His face darkened. I'VE
could be married by special license
tomorrow. Never mind how - /
could arrange It. You could sail
with me and in January when all
this business of the loan is finished
we could come back to Paris to-
gether. I've wanted to show you
Paris. Remember ! said that from
the start?"
II remember!" Amber eyes flash
ed at him.
Monica. you darling! Don't dis
appoint me now.
She trembled, feeling this mans
power. his attraction. "Give me
until morning." she pleaded at last.
in answer to his opportunities.
Telephone me at nine"
THE boat train" he reminded
her, LEAVES at IL. That makes II
short" But his eyes were glowing
as with triumph. He felt himself
master of the situation. You can
throw a few things into a dressing
case. can't you? And Miss Corey
can send your trunk later"
The girl begged to be taken back
to her hotel early. for by this time
she was actually almost i'll with
and excitement. Mac
kenzie readily acceded to her re-
quest. He was jubilant. Already
he treated her like one of his choic-
est possessions. She was cold? All,
that would never do! s'Haggins.
wraD Miss O'Dare in fhe fur rug