The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1914-1938, 1933-10-26

dark glasses"
He strobe over to the stand.
Doris put on the glasses. She knew
they made her look hideous. But
the morning air. the feel Of the
| fresh new world all about her, and
above all the sense Of companion
ship with Rocky made her light
hearted.
Rocky came back with a large
clam loaded down with horse-radish.
ats still alive"
"Oh, dear. I wish you hadn't said
that"
Nonsense. They like being
eaten"
He went back for another one.
Doris smiled. The hot sauces
burned her throat pleasantly.
A car was coming toward her
a pale blue closed Victoria, garish-
ly trimmed. As II neared her, she
heard snatch Of song. Doubtless
a party Of all-night jewellers.
As Doris stared she remembered
her promise to Rocky that she
would keep her face turned away
from any people they met. She
bent her head, and turned over and
over q black leather purse belong
ing to the real Doris.
The car was coming nearer. As
1t approached 1t slackened. 1t came
almost to stop. Some one
shouted:
"Dorfs!"
Startled she looked up. A dark
eyed girl in a green evening dress
had called.
"Oh-I beg your pardonw said
the girl. II thought you were some
one knew"
A blond young man stuck his
head forward. "It's Rocky's car"
There's Rocky! Well, 1 thought
you were In Europe. you dopew
"He's leading a double lifer"
The party, in evening clothes, got
down. Rocky, approaching Doris
with clam In each hand, looked
at them steadily. If he was sur
prised and chagrined, he did not
show It.
slave q clam" he said.
The girl In the green evening
dress staggered up and seized one
Of the CLAIMS. Two unsteady young
men supported each other. ~
"Clams! JUS what I waned."
"Good old Rocky's got clamsp
Rocky was climbing in the car
beside Doris. He was starting up
the engine.
"Hey, wait a minute. Where you
going? Say, wait a minute, Rocky"
The girl in the green evening
dress jumped on the running board.
whats your hurry, Rocky?
We're all friends here. aren't we?"
She looked at Doris.
"This Is Miss Smith, my IA
TIERS secretary. I'm just driving
her down to my fathers house"
The girl closed one Of her big
eyes. She exposed a dimple In her
Drowned cheek. "Pretty name,
Smith,
Rocky frowned. go on, beat 1t,
will you, Molly? I've. really got to
CO." " ...e- d.
Rocky, the saint! Rocky-this
pure young man." Eyes looked
piously heavenward. Then the dim
pies appeared again. "Never mind,
Rocky. 1 like you all the better
for It" ~
She jumped down from the car.
Rocky's face was set and grim.
Without q backward glance he
started up the car and got away.
Doris was red and angry. The
car fumed on.
.Tm. awfully sorry about that"
murmured Rocky. .E. Is
Doris good-humor had gone.
She was indignant with Rocky, re-
sentful Of her false position.
"That girl. suppose, is friend
Of Doris-the real Doris. And she'll
tell her you're gadding about the
! country with a-with "a"
"With Ais good. She'll make 1t
good. anyway" @a-a
81 think you'd better let me out
here"
"What for?"
$50 you can go and find Doris"
"What do I want to find Doris
for? I want"
you're not acting very well
about Doris" ...
"L know It. I can't act well
about women, and I'm acting aw-
fully about you. Better worry
about that" 1872 -
Doris was silent. She knew that
Rocky was acting In this extraor-
binary fashion for her own safety.
Whatever peril threatened her, IL
was necessary that she get to Can
ada. Why Canada?
She gave 1t up. If she was go
ing to trust Rocky she would have
to trust him, and stop criticizing.
Meantime it was fun being with
Rocky. Sooner or later this COM