The Washington times., 1934-12-22

aIl rlBnC 1lrSCE ne asked.
II thought Of that. Well drive
down there. My names Sharlene
Standring. And you?"
He was amazed at the cool way
she spoke her famous name
Surely she must know 1t flabher
gasted people? I'm Sharlene
Standring"-just like that! Jus:
like saving: I'm Queen Mary
Who are you?"
He told her his name in a
rather gruff voice. 1t didrrI
mean anything.
Repairs
Pennington? The Philadelphia
Penningtons?"
mo, my family lives in Ala
bama."
They found a groom inspecting
the black horse when Sharlene
drove down the Morrow driveway
to the stables.
did he run away with you, Mis-.
tub Pennin'ton, Suh?"
Threw me. Is he all right?"
mot q scratch. Just a little
'Shamed Of heself, sub. But he's
o. K"
That's good. I'll take him out
again tomorrow"
Sharlene shot the car back down
the driveway to the street, then
whirled it up into the hills, in
through the tall iron gates Of the
Standring estate. Up past terraced
hillsides of flowers and shrubs and
orange trees, to come to rest under
the porte cochere of the stately, Sc
cluded, beautiful house.
AS they entered the hall, a
youngish, trim, very smart woman
came running down the stairs.
"sharlene!" she cried. Are you
all right2"
why, of course, mother"
ooh! I had the most absurd feel
ing that you'd run into trouble
"You had good hunch!'
laughed Sharlene. Here's the
trouble-Mr. Pennington, mother
Mrs. Standring turned to Stuart
AS she put out her hand, she
looked very directly into his eyes
Then she shook her head, smiling
warmly.
Hes not trouble" She said
with conviction.
II mean, got him into trouble
explained Sharlene. II ran into
him and tore his clothes"
"It's nothing" Stuart said, show
ing his torn breeches to prove it
After they told her of the acci
dent. Mrs. Standring said gayly
You go upstairs to the first
bedroom on the right, Mr.. Penn
ington, and take them off, You'll
find dressing gowns and things ir
the closet. Bring your breeches
back here and we'll have them
mended."
Stuart hurried back presently
clad in a black and gold japanese
kimono, bursting with apologies.
II reckon I've been a mighty
long time, but I found prayer rug
up there and I've been right down
on my knees saying my prayers tc
It,"
Mrs. Standring beamed. 1T il
beautiful. Now know you belong
Let me have the breeches."
To his establishment she sat
down with her work basket tt
mend the rent herself
Nov, don't you worry! I was
taught to mend beautifully in
convent in France. There isn't
maid in the house who can do a.
we'll"
Hospitality
The butler brought long, coo
drinks. Stuart had not taste'
anything so elusively delicious il
years. He had not felt so de
lightfully en- rapport with pee
pie ever before on such shor
acquaintance.
A maid came in to tell Mrs
Standring that the president o
the Women's Club wanted T.
speak to her on the telephone.
"Tell her I'm occupied jus
now" said Mrs. Standring, threac
ing her needle, land that I'll cal
her later"
please don't let my catastrc
phe keep you," Stuart fastened t.
say in distress.
Its not keeping me. There
time for everything"
But hard on the heels of tn
maid came her secretary, a shea
of papers in her hand.
MRS. Standring, I'm sorry t.
interrupt. But you were dictatin
and you said these letters had t
60"
Mrs. standring darned ava
carefully, not looking up. I'll
be with you presently, Mary
Well send 'em airmail."
Stuart marveled at her Serenlt
in the midst of such hectic n
sponsibilities. He was amaze
that the mending Of his clothe
should be considered above thoS
important concerns.
Just as Mrs. Standring cut tn
thread after the last stitch. tn
secretary came back again. mi
Folsom is here, Mrs. Standrine
He said he had an appoin
ment-"
"Oh, yes. I'll be right wit
him." She surveyed her wor
with satisfaction. There! That
q neat job If I do say it! Don
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