The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-09-03
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! Boots Raeburn, Is and pretty,
us snubhed BIZ wealthy Sylvia
Rivers. Due to Sylvia's gossip,
Boots is forced to resign from
the Juniors. Both girls live in
Lachneck, fashionable New York
suburb.
Hurt and Inundated, Boots &C
ceptc the attentions of Russ Lund,
swimming instructor. Mrs. Rae
burn returns from a trip out of
town and Boots breads her moth
er's hearing what has happened.
On impulse she marries Russ who
! takes her to live with his bro
Their and his wife. Russ has no
job and apparently no ambition.
Soon Boots begins to see him
as he is. Sc goes to look for a
job one day and encounters lsa-
bel Halfway, an old friend.
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CHAPTER XXI
It was too late now for Boots
to pretend she hadn't seen Isabel.
The other girls warm, welcoming
hand was in hers. Her bright eyes
were full of friendly inttrest. 1t
was as if the months between
their last meeting did not exist.
"Why, Boots DEAR" Isabel said
again and again. "But how ter
ribly nice! And l had been think
ting of you! But l didn't know
you were in New York. ! hadn't
! the least idea. :"
eve were to have gone to
FLORIDA before this" Boots offer
led vaguely, walking along beside
her, "but. we're still out on Long
Island" "Out on Lond Island"
founded rather better, on the
whole. than astoria. Isabel was
polite; Isabel did not ask where
Zen Long Island the young Lunds
Fere living. Boots blessed her
Efor the omission.
- evil you have lunch with
lme?" Isabel bubbled. "Here l
was, hating to eat alone-you
Knew me Of old!-and practically
Ietarving to death and all that"
4 81 was just about to stop for
luncheon myself" Boots said
Brightly. "But l forgot about
lit, shopping"
1t was a lie. Of course it was
IA lie. But she couldn't tell Isa-
BEL the truth; couldn't say she
had been looking for a job in
| bacy's.
s"This old suit" she said with
Ia ripping laugh she hoped fer
lyently was convincing. sis posi-
lively moldy. / had to get some
fthing to wear and things for
3the south, too, although they're
mot showing much in that line
tyet. Too early"
IS Isabel nodded sympathetically
iShe had her arm linked in that
lof her friend. They were oppo-
site one of those big, plate-glass-
Ted tearooms so dear to feminine
hearts. Isabel, guiding her
wheeled eXpertly through the
lshopping throngs, steeraed her
Through the revolving doors
Boots protested family.
ssPiease take time for just a
Mite. Please! Isabel begged pref
ttily. Boots, thinking of the lone
,Gdarter in her flat change purse,
lshuddered inwardly. But the next
words treasured her.
Il Cts my birthday. l want to
5splurge. a bit. Daddy gave me
f&20y said Isabel, answering the
lblack-frocked hostess nod and
Following her to a table for two
tfH.et,s have the creamed chicken
land the double chocolate ice
tc1iaam cake. Member how we
used to love it," .
So it was IsabePs party after
3liH.J Over their heaped plates the
Two girls reviewed, explained,
tpurmured.
sYou haven't seen your moth
Eer?n at last Isabel asked with
tgEayity.
1 Boots shook her head. In spite
iof her manful efforts her eyes
Swan in a mist. Her voice thick
Eened. '"I haven't really-dared,"
She said. "Daddy's so mad at me.
Il wrote, her twice, She didn't an
tswerA"
"She doesn't dare" Isabel told
her, her own eyes watering in
limpulsive sympathy. 81 do think
Eyour father is being mean about
lie. Why, people elope all the
time. There's nothing terrible
/ about it. He's behaving like q
lstone age father :"
81 don't blame him." Boots said