The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-01-26
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color. What was it Mako had
said to her the other night:
You're like some wild bird
bird of paradise, flashing by"
Mako SAID things like that, made
you feel young, precious, inf
nitely desirable. She said abrupt
ly, "Marko's wonderful, isn't he,
Gypsy? 1 wonder you ever had
the courage to refuse him."
Gypsy looked up, surprised.
"Why, yes, I suppose he is. But
marriage :" Her voice trailed
away, her eyes were on the glossy
foliage of the Claudius Pernet
rose bush just under the living
room window. Marriage with
Mako Broughton! Out Of the
question, her rebellious heart
said. Marriage meant Tom and
shared simple meals and apricots
in a green bowl.
"Why, 1 couldn't have married
Marko," Gypsy said wonderingly.
What was Lila thinking of? ....
Lila shrugged her shoulders. 1t
was none of her business, after
all. .
"Hilda Blanchard often asks
about Tom," she said carelessly
after moment. "She thought he
was marvellous looking. Hilda's
a bit of a devil" she added admir-
ingly.
GYPSY felt the color rise in her
" cheeks. She knew it was fool
ish to care. 1t was horrid, too, to
be so possessive, but she just
couldn't help it. She hated that
girl who had behaved so out
rageously at Lila's dinner party.
"She's very attractive" was
Gypsy's contribution.
But Lila had already forgotten
Hilda in some recital Of a real
or fancied grievance. Did Gypsy
remember the Ransom Howes?
Well, they had been at Newport
they didn't go to Maine any
more-and Ellen Howe had rung
her up to say they'd like to come
down to luncheon. They had all
descended, bag and baggage, a
week before, with four dogs. MY
dear, can you believe it? Four!
And Noggins CHATS my new
chow was in a beast of temper.
l was a wreck when they pulled
out"
Gypsy listened, agreed, nodded.
She had a feeling that under
Lila's chatter there was a deep
undercurrent Of restlessness, a
hidden meaning. Lila was talking
at random. She didn't really care
what the Howes did, nor how lonI'
they had stayed.
1t all seemed very petty and
shallow and lin spite of the cleo
tricity and glamour) rather sad.
Lila's life was one valiant pursuit
of pleasure and apparently she
seldom achieved her aim. Gypsy
enjoyed the unwonted sensation
of feeling sorry for her friend.
The contrast between them was
great: one thin, brown, eager,
with apricot tints in her cheeks
and lambent lights in her brown
eyes: the other willowy, elegant,
scented, all in purest white, with
rings on her slim fingers and paint
on her lovely, restless, unhappy
mouth. And yet, of the two,
Gypsy felt the richer-the more
content.
At long last, Lila rose to go.
She would be slain, she said, when
she arrived home. There were
guests for dinner and she hadn't
ordered the flowers. Koto would
be in vile humor. He always was.
With outflung hands, Lila i'm
plored Gypsy's sympathy on this
point. Servants, my DEAR" she
said, with raised brows. Ser
vants!"
She seemed oddly loath to go.
At parting she held Gypsy's hand
fondly. II didn't tell you what
I came to say" she said in a half
whisper. 81 have something to
ask you. Most important. But 1t
will have to wait"
(TO Be Continued)