The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1934-11-02
CHAPTER VI-Continued


tits so fine, I'll tuck it in here"
She thrust it under her low-cut bodice"
what will you do this winter,
Milly?"
Hollywood. Two big shots from a
travelling talkie studio saw me ride a
month ago. And what do you think?
Mother Puffer and old 'whatta mean is
81 came to see me this afternoon! She
wants I should spend Christmas with
them. What say, Roddy?"
''If you visit the Puffers you may
run into Len Galloway"
''What if do? I'll give him a little
whirl for old times sake. You don't
think I'm afraid of that big noise, do
you? I've travelled some since l sent
you that S 0 S."
"And Travelled straight, Milly?"
She met his eyes squarely. "Sure
thing. Didn't promise? I'm off men,
they're just game, anyway"
Time for your act, Milly."
AS the maid spoke behind them,
groom in rose-color velvet with silver
trimming led milk-white horse
bridled with rhinestones to the tent.
Milly caught Rodney's hands and
looked up at him. "I'll be good. /
promised you, didn't L? There's only
one person who could tempt me not to
be, and he-he doesn't know I'm on
earth. He"
A hiss. A flash cut off the word.
what was that?"
Don't be so jumpy, Roddy. If you
travelled with this show you'd get used
to that sound. Flashlight. Publicity,
of course. Some reporter writing up
the show wants a picture" A whistle
blew. "That's for me. I'd better get
going. Bye-bye, Roddy. Don't-don't
send me any more money-ever-I
won't need it-now that I've gone Hol-
lywood. Perhaps you'll be at High
Lodges at Christmas-if Mss Schuyler
stays"
What had she meant by that, Gerard
wondered, as his eyes followed her in
her rose-color tulle and glistening
satin across the yard. Was his feeling
for Prue so evident?
One foot on the step of his car,
Gerard stopped and stared. Had a red
roadster shot out of the parking place
just ahead, or was Len Galloway so
much on his mind that he had i'm
agined it?
Prudence pulled at the wire netting
at one side of the poultry yard.
"Darn!" she gritted between her
teeth, as the elusive thing wriggled
away from her. "Mr. 81, I'm not so
good as thought. Give me hand,
will you?"
Puffer seized the netting, and pulled.
"Grand! Hold it a minute till 1 get
this brad in; two more and it's done.
These pesky hens got out yesterday
and scratched in my garden border.
There I'd like to see them get
through that!"
'The pesky hens amt the only
things that escaped yesterday. Hear
bout the convict who dug himself out
of prison?"
''Jane Mack heard the announcement
on the radio and told me. She's all ex-
cited about it. He isn't likely to come
to this small town, is he?"
"Gorry-me, he'd be running his head
into a moose If he did" Puffer shook
the wire netting. That's good job
you've done. And you've done another
good job. Your brother is so much
better"
Prudence sprang to her feet. Her
eyes shone, her face was radiant.
''Then you've noticed it, too, Mr.. 81?
1t isn't just my imagination?"
"Sure, I've noticed it. Sos Mother.
Whatta mean is, his color is better,
his voice Is stronger, an he moves
quicker. Comm to live in the country
is Jest settin' David on his feet. Rods
noticed it, too"
"Oh, he hast I haven't seen Mr..
Gerard lately so didn't know. Pru-
dence avoided Putfer's eyes as she re-
membered the many times Of late that
she had fled to the barn loft so that
she would not see Rodney Gerard
when he called
"Gorry-me, You haven't seen him?
Seen Jim Armstrong;"