Evening star., 1934-01-07

/ hopeleSSly. Here I am engaged to be
married to one girl-and my father
wills me his secretary"
Simmons looked surprised. Did your
father know you were engaged?"
Not happened in Europe-this
! Summer"
Some chorus girl. suppose" the
lawyer commented dryly.
"Oh, no." Doug looked over at him
coolIy. "A young lady from one OF our
| first families. Perhaps you've heard OF
her-Yanner Vandergriff."
| Simmons started Charity was sur
! prised, too. She had seen Miss Wander
! griffs picture on the society pages OF
the newspapers many times. And knew
that she was one of New York's most
beautiful and popular debutantes.
We'll" Simmons got up, its up to
you whom you marry, Doug. But II
YOU marry Yanner Vandergif I'm sure
I don't know what you're going to use
| for money. And it'll take plenty to
keep that young lady, If 1 know my
women"
Doug looked angry, but before he could
! think of the proper retort, Charity got
| up. IF you'll excuse me, I'm going
back to the hotel. There's nothing more
to say. I guess"
| Simmons walked over to the door with
her. Don't make up your mind not
| to marry Mr.. Temple until you hear
smile. After all, it shouldn't be hard
to marry anything for that much
money.
I'm afraid" Charity answered with
all the dignity she could muster, I'D
| find marriage to a man of Mr.. Temples
/ type quite impossible. Even to please
/ his father"
When the door closed behind her,
Doug said in angered imitation OF
Charity's singing farewell. And as for
you. Miss Jones, you're about as at
| tractive and appealing as mummy.
I'd find marriage to you equally as
distasteful."
Simmons sat down calmly.
Don't let a little powder and paint
and Partisan duds blind you, Temple.
| There's one of the finest girls who ever
stepped inside of two shoes. Your father
knew that when he made his will"
why didn't he marry her himself,
| them" Doug said brashly, his love for
| his father buried under the burden of
his own problems.
Simmons disregarded Doug's rudeness
for moment Then he got up again.
II wash my hands of the whole af-
fair. Do as you please. I've got to be
going home"
Doug felt himself dismissed. Glumly
he picked up his hat and walked out.
All the way down in the elevator he
| stared at the floor In a limousine at
| the curb sat Rafferty,, the Temple
chauffeur, and Doug climbed in duly.
take me to Miss Vandergrif's," he
said.
| Back in her little room at the
'Stenog's Club" Charity threw herself
on her bed to read and reread the letter
old Temple had written to her.
And strangely-the money seemed no
consideration at all as she wrestled with
her problem.
Would Doug Temple ever change his
mind and ask her to marry him? II so
what should she do?
4 4 y X
Yannee Vandergrif had been on pins
| and needles all afternoon. Doug Tenn
pie would have been more than little
nonplussed If he could have known how
| feverishly she waited for him to come
back and tell her the provisions of his
! fathers will
| He had lunched with her in New
York. Then she had raced back to her
| home in Smithtown, Long Island, as
| fast as her car would take her, laugh
ing and waving impudently at traffic
| cops who recognized the daughter of
John David Vandergrif and were
| afraid they'd lcse their jobs If they ar
rested her for speeding Vandergriff
was one Of the most powerful politi-
clans in the State, If not the country.
Yanner drove straight to the private
airport on the Vandergriff estate and
| jumped into her plane. The next three
| hours she spent in the clouds. She
was circling about to land when she
Expertly, she brought her ship down
to perfect landing and TAXED it to
where Doug sat waiting in the limou-
sine. Yanner's blonde curls blowing