The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-09-15
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Boots Raeburn, 10, and pretty
is snubbed by wealthy Sylvia Riv.
ers. Humiliated, Boots accept,
the attentions of Russ : Lund,
handsome swimming instructor
and impulsiyelyi es7pes, with him
Almost Immediately she real
ICES the marriage is a mistake
Russ gets a rob in Miami and
leaves, promising to send for her
He does not write. Months pass
and then comes word that Rus.
has been killed in a motorboai
accident.
Boots gets / Job in a depart,
ment store. She is lonely until
she meets Denis Fenway, young
author. He introduces her tc
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 ane
has a gorgeous time until Kay
appears.
NOW GOON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER XXXIII
A cloud had fallen over the
face of the sun for Boots. The
day had been so perfect-her lit
tie oasis in a desert of dullness
and Kay had appeared to spoi
it for her.
But she remembered Boots, GER
tainly! 1t would be easier to hate
her, thought the younger cir
with a fierce pang of resent
ment, if her manner were not Sc
perfect blend of cordiality anC
patronage. 1t would be easier
to hate her if she snubbed one
openly. But this was not Kay's
cline" Indeed, as Boots observ'
ed her, she was hard put to it tc
decide what the others dine
was. Denis, she noticed, wa,
cool, almost sulky with Kay. And
all at once suspicion, verified by
further observation. flashed into
Boots mind. Denis had known
that Kay was week-ending al
Easthampton. He had planned
this whole thing. He had delib,
erately used her as a pawn in his
game. They had quarreled -
something unimportant probably
but still ouarrel-and Deni!
had brought Boots with him tc
show how little he cared
Oh, l hate him, | hate him, she
cried in her heart, affronted.
They were murmuring together
now, side by side, in low-slune
canvas chairs. Boots, through
Leo's silly running fire Of slangy
patter, was actually conscious OF
Rays silky voice: of Denis, pro-
testing. angry.
"But, my dear, it's only unit!
tomorrow morning." Kay said
easily, in a silence. "You can't
mind that, surely. Yes, ] know
the man is Il rotter but after all
I'm his wife's guest. And the
chef is too, too divine. ! couldn't
resist the invitation :"
Denis face was white. set. He
wasn't responding properly to her
easy Establishments. Leo's dc.
mentcd monologue went on and
Boots. the bright spray of her
hair hiding her troubled face,
half listened :. :,
"But you have your own small
amusements," she heard Rays
creamy voice say indolently. "The
little blond from. the Village :"
Her heart =, thudded angrily
against her ribs. Denis said
something, very low, for Kay's
ears alone. on, to get away, to
get clear away, from all this, this
bright, careless, cruel crowd OF
people, thought Boots fiercely.
She felt the taste of salt on her
lips and knew it to be the taste
of tears, not Of the sea. She. had
been so foolishly happy only a
few short hours ago. She had
been wrong to come. They were,
all laughing at. her for a fool
Leo was marshalling his forces.
They must all go on to Tony's,
the Dune House, he said. Ihey
would have lobster and crepeS
suzette. Tony's crepes were
swell.
GLOW about it," He was at
Boots elbow, urging.
"Oh, I've got to get back to
town." she said, looking about
her. "Do you. suppose someone
could run me to the train"
She had only a few dollars in
her purse. Please God, make it
be enough for the ticket, she
prayed. Please!
4 x *
Denis tore himself from Rays
side and the older girl watched
the little scene with amused, al