Evening star., 1933-02-26

but we stand back of her. We don't really
care for your opinions. and you want to
make yourself even more of joke than you
are. go ahead and sue"
"Oh, dare say it wouldn't get me any
where" said Rondell stif1y. And I'm willing
to admit that the young lady may have had
good Intentions" he looked critically at the
slimness Of her. But these modern young
girls lack balance. That's the trouble, they
lack balance. You-you won't publish any,
thing about tonight. will you?"
mo-" fairly growed Peter. Now beat It,"
| e looked down at her face While he had
been talking he had seen her cheeks flush
and her eyelashes CULVER He began to have
his suspicious about the genuineness of her
faint
Gently he sat her down in a chair.
Good" she said bit weakly as she opened
her eyes. THAT was a whale of long swoon.
really couldn't have managed the stairs and
thought it would be fun to tell my grand
children about being toted up by a pocket edi-
ton Of Henry VIII.
He felt the old tightness returning.
why did you do it?" he asked stifny.
II wanted to win the fur-lined cuff links,'
she answered f1ippantly. But the shadow that
crossed her eyes gave her away.
'Its quite swollen" he said stupidity looking
at her ankle. "In take you to a doctor or
home, just as you prefer"
Home" she said duly. Then she straight
ened her shoulders and rose unsteadily to ono
foot
"AI set," she said Il can hop if you'll help
me. And in the morning wish you'd break
the news Of my resignation. For reasons
sprained ankle and the inability of the idle
rich to stick to anything very long"
You're not coming back?" he asked slowly.
NO couldn't come back" She gave a little
shudder
But you must" he exclaimed. Your work
Is good,' he added lamely.
She shrugged her shoulders.
How about the bean supper?"
THAT didn't count
1T seemed to count a great deal And to-
nights hold-up. I suppose that was good
work?"
1T would have been better if you'd pulled the
trigger on him"
And. of course, you know broke that
devilish double keyboard affair with monkey
wrench"
THAT was brilliant. Didn't you hear what 4
told Rondell about you?"
II heard you mention Miss Smith"
There was silence as they stood looking at
each other silence pregnant with a puls1ng
beat.
The girl spoke first sinking back into her
chair and removing her hat with a weary ges-
ture. With start he saw her hair. like a
golden mist. 1t was rumpled; the waves were
softened, broken.
I'm sorry. I never should have come here"
she said in low, hurried voice. 1T was that
committee meeting. I had been so bored until
you came and then it was as if" she hesi-
tated, then went doggedly-"as if lights
went on and violins played, I felt so warm and
happy inside. 1t is that way, you know when
you meet certain people. I thought it would
To knou 7 ia
me. I never had any trouble making people
like me before" she added wistfully. so T
waited little while, then came down-And
that's the end of the true confession hour" she
finished gallantly. "As Mr.. Ronden said these
modern young girls lack balance"
Carelessly she put her hat back on again
and rose unsteadily
Take that thing off," he commanded and
suddenly she in his arms and his face was
buried in her hair
You can't go. you can't co. he said broken
ly. ''Its been hell having you here but 10
would be unbearable if you went away know
I've been detestable-but, oh Claire, I've beeh
so hungry for you! To see you here every day
and know I couldn't have you.'
The girl stayed in his arms. Her face was
pale and her eyelashes were wet. Then she
said gently, II won't go very far away, Peter
He released her now but stood looking at her.
shaken and abashed.
i don't suppose we really could get married.
could we?" he asked humbly.
L don't see why not" she countered Pos
sibly We might wait until dad gets back from
California. He'll like you, know He always
likes what like"
A moment later Peter was carrying her down
the stairs. Two weeks ago she had stood be-
fore him. Il always get what go after" she
had announced He laughed down into her
blue eyes and kissed her
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