The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-09-17
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Boots Raeburn, Is, and pretty,
is snubbed by wealthy Sylvia Riv-
ers. Inundated, Boots accepts
the attentions of Russ Lund,
handsome swimming instructor,
and impulsively elopes with him.
Almost Immediately she real
ICES the marriage is a mistake.
Russ gets a lob in Miami and
leaves, promising to send for her.
He does not write. Months pass
and then comes word that Russ
has, been killed in. a motorboat
accident.
Boots gets a Job in a depart
ment store. She is lonely until
she meets Denis Fenway, young
author. He introduces her to
some of his friends, including
beautiful Kay Chillingford.
One Sunday he appears unex-
Pectedly and takes Boots to visit
cousins of his at Easthampton.
Boots is received cordially and
has a gorgeous time until Kay
appears.
NOW COON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XXXIV
1t was burning morning. Dur
ing the night the water carts
had sprinkled the dusty streets
and for brief space during the
early hours freshness persisted
By half past nine the heat was
uncomfortable. The sky seemed a
copper bowl inverted over the
face of the earth.
Nothing, however, could keep
the crowds from the sale count
ers at Lacy's. They pressed in
women in thin. silks; women in
cheap cottons, the seams strain
ing under their bulging arms
women with expensive handbags
and clean gloves; women with
neither and with parcels wrapped
in sleazy paper, tied with thin,
unreliable strings. Boots hated
them all today with a deadly
hatred. 1t was agony to be cour'
teous, to force interest into ones
dying tones.
Would the morning never end!
The humid air was like a tangi.
bic thing, pressing against hel
chest, sitting her. Once a cir
tainted, down a crowded aisle
and the other clerks peered al
each other with harried eyes as 8
space was cleared for the. suf
ferer's passing. There would be
cheat wave" headlines in the pa,
pers again tonight. In the slums
firemen would open the hydrants
to gush bright streams of water
into the streets where the urchins
might play.
Boots saw the hands of hel
watch crawl around to her lunch
period with a passionate sensa,
ton of gratitude. She woulc
have iced tea :. she Woulo
battle her face and hands. :.
As she went to her locker the
head of the department beckonec
to her from the doorway of q
glassed and partitioned cubicle
Miss Houghton looked stern, but
then that was her habitual ex,
preston. Boots was conscious
of a lift of apprehension in hei
heart.
;"Someone is calling you on the
telephone, Mrs. Lund," said the
older woma min a perfectly ex'
pressionless voice which, however
managed to convey the impress
sion of displeasure. "YOu know
employees are not supposed to
have calls within hours, but
will make an exception. :"
When Boots heard Denis voice
she realized why the exception
had been made. Not even prim
Miss Houghton. eyeglassed, 30
and plump, could resist Denis at
his most charming. She said,
EYES," in a tone deliberately re-
strained and impersonal. &C.,. ,
"You were going to call me,
Denis accused. '...
81 forgot"
She. hadn't. Of course, she
hadn't. But after yesterday-had
he really thought she would tele-
phone him this morning? What
did the man think she was made
of?
"Well, here's the layout" Denis
went on. you're to see Master
son this afternoon-about four.
Can you get off," ....~
Miss Houghton was within
hearing. Boots must not give
herself away.