The Washington times., 1935-11-02

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Whistling softly, cheerfully
Mary unpacked Doctor Crawford's
things, then her own. hung them
carefully in the closets.
She was going to love 1t here!
No silly notions, Just be sensible
and work hard, and please DR.
Crawford. That was what she
was here for. This was her job,
not a summer vacation.
OF course, if there was time for
swimming and boating, and jamie
and the others wanted her to play
around with them, she would.
She adored her room. Rustic,
but so beautifully comfortable
with its wide expanse of screened
windows, it's quaint hooked rugs,
its dotted Swiss curtains and coun-
terpane-even private bath!
Well, it wasn't long before she
discovered that it was blessing
it was all so comfortable, for she
was going to spend most Of her
waking hours, right here!
DR.. Crawfrd said, with great
tact, Sister is going to have your
meals sent in to you. thought
you'd prefer it,"
It was really the most sensible
arrangement. No girl with a grain
of sense would mind. But it was
a little lonely-three meals a day,
on a card table, all alone.
It was three days before she
really got all the guests straight,
though they were all very nice,
and smiled and said something
pleasant when they passed.
Jamie was just as nice as he
could be. He was the only one
who treated her as if she were
one of them. She thought that
his wife, Vesta, watched him, Sus-
piciously, but she couldn't be
sure.
Vesta-Mary thought of her as
Vesta, though she took good care
to speak of her as young Mrs.
Todd'-went around with a sort
of Mona Lisa smile on her pretty,
empty face. You couldn't tell
whether she was really feeling
pleasant, or just bearing up.
What did jamie ever see in
her? Just round-faced young
woman with a snub nose, soul
full" eyes, aid auburn hair that
didn't look natural to HER!
Jamie's own sister, Janet, was
a thousand times more attractive,
with her milk white skin, her
aesthetic thinness, yet her hus.
band. the stout, slightly bald
young man who reminded Mary
most unpleasantly of Milton Hol.
den, had no eyes for her, trailed
after all the other girls, even
made jocose remarks in Mary's
direction.
Funny. everybody cropping for
something nobody satisfied.
Not even herself, who had
thought that being secretary to
famous woman, living in the
lap of luxury. would be just the
height of luck.
AS long as they all made
great fuss over DR.. Crawford she
played around with them all the
time, just daShing in and out to
think up things for Mary to do
Didn't Mary think her sister
was lovely? Weren't "the chill.
dren" sweet? How would she ever
get her work done? 1t was ter
ribly hard on her, but 5hey had
always depended on her so, and
she was so devoted to them!
Then something must have hap
pened. for she was very cool to
Mrs. Todd, her sister, and put in
eight or nine hours working every
day. The first day she even had
her meals sent over with Mary'S,
and dictated steadily all day long
except when she took time out to
say how much she pities poor
Diana, with a husband who was
practically a high-grade moron,
and two utterly Spoilt and useless
children.
"Are you tired, dear? Wouldn't I
you like to run out and &C
swimming with the other chill
dren?" she asked at intervals, but
she always started debating again
before Mary could answer, and be
sides ''the other children" hadn't
asked her. Mary couldn't force
herself upon them
Letters came at last.
One from Ethelyn. bitter-sweet
One from Ma. They missed
her more than ever because she
seemed so far away now. Every
thing was just fine. They were
sure she was enjoying every min
ute!
Margot sent an engraved wed
ding invitation and scrawle q
across it. in her heavy ink hand
ST can hardy wait!"
And there was a typewriter
note, on Heeley Steamship Com
pany stationery. from Bennett:
"Dear Miss Shannon:
Mrs. Samson is getting alone
very nicely with the work, so you