Evening star., 1934-04-29
Il FirSt-Rnn Story.

your service is perfect" she said. "I'n be
in again."
Not if you're Just driving through" he
said rather hastily. I'm good stretch from
Providence"
\ iARJoRY's hands frightened on the wheel.
'V' She didn't know exactly what to make of
this affair
Shed always had everything she wanted
Shed always been able to obey her impulses
probably because no one ever got In the way
OF them. When she'd wanted to leave Cora
Fitzhugh's place in Boston, she d only had to
say so; any other guest would have had To
have an alibi. But the daughter of G. B.
Trent could get away with anything and every-
thing. People said that Marjory was Just like
her father and smiled and turned their other
cheeks
This indulgence had the same effect unon
her that similar sort of indulgence has upon
kitten. 1t made her lovable And her can
dor was irresistible as the flash of her smile
1t did not occur to her that Bob of Bob's
Place could break record for resistance-a
record of % years.
That young man would be quite possible
thought Marjory, even from the viewpoint of
e. b. Trent. He'd have to be groomed so
to speak. for parental inspection The truck
by the road could stay where it was And Bob
OF Bob's Place could be eased into a Job in one
DIT her lip and wheeled back to her thoughts
She needed to concentrate on the immediate
present. There was Of course, no earthly rea-
son for staying in Providence Shed wired
her family from Boston that she was on her
way back to New York. WE'LL she knew abb
solutely nobody in Providence, and the family
would be aware of that fact. If she were to
wire that something had happened to her,
they'd come north in solicitous body If she
were to say however that something had hap
pened to the car.
A CURIOUS trait which Marjory had In
herited from old G. B. was a sort of
bu1l-headed honesty. The Trents didn't lie
probably because they scorned to lie. At any
rate Marjory couldn't W the family that
something had happened to the car unless
something had happened to the car She was
like that.
So she had the gas tank filled, 20 minutes
later, In garage in Providence. She paid
the attendant and smiled Then, quite delib-
erately, she stepped on the starter, pulled the
gas throttle wide open and jammed the gear
shift into high speed, carefully neglecting to
release the clutch
There an impossible noise Marjory
closed her eyes and breathed an abject apology
to the beautiful car. Then she smiled wistfuliy
upon an army Of spell-bound mechanics
L" she stammered. 'T-didnt release
the clutch!"
And the next day, at noon, she went out 10
Bob's Place in a taxicab. When the other Gus
toners had gone-and she was still sitting
calmly before the counter, eating doughnuts
and more doughnuts the young man was
forced to connect her presence with that Of the
taxicab extensively throbbing in the parking
space
Marjory smiled.
You see I'm staying in Providence after
oT eha coil
car"
The young man looked at her.
Il should think" he said, that It would be
better and a good deal less expensive to eat in
q restaurant-in Providence"
Marjory finished doughnut.
"Better?" she repeated.
Very slowly the young man turned red Mar
tory choked over her coffee.
II can't help 1t, can ~" she asked weakly
II can't help it If like your placer"
"Of course I'm fattered," he said stifiy,
but with the taxi-don't you realize that it
might look little odd?"
AL my people are odd" she rejoined Sc
renely. why, my grandfather told me once
that he'd worked like q slave from the time he
was IA until he was 48-in order to afford the
privilege of wearing old corduroy pantsl"
"And how much did the corduroy pants cost
your grandfather"
IT think it was $4,000 ooo," said Marjory
Trent coolly.
II see. And did your grandfather like to
go around making fools of people tOo?"
Don't be so annoyed" said Marjory, pla-
catingly. 81 know nobody could make fool
of you for $4,000 900 or for $12o.ooo.ooo. Mr.
Bob Cornen!"
"Mr Bob Cornell And I only told you
about the money you wouldn't worry about
my reputation. There's absolutely no need, you
see, to worry about my reputation"
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