The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1935-10-24
There's Always
Another Year
By MARTHA oSTENSO

"My G-dp Jason said, peering out
through the muslin curtains of the
sitting room in the old house. "They
have retinoo!'
Silver, standing at his elbow, looked
at the people getting out of Roddy's
car. She clasped Jason's arms.
"The big girl must be servant
JASON" she said. "Phronie told me
Corinne was small"
"Sure," he replied. "That's Corinne
with the fox fur on. Kind o'warm for
it, but guess it's the style. She's
pretty, isn't she? But that other one
say! She looks like a Macintosh
Rerv
Silver giggled. She saw that So
phronia, white pique dress still crisp,
black velvet ribbon still about her
long throat, was walking sedately
down the steps to greet Roddy and
his wife.
1--WE must go up and meet them,
Jason" said Silver.
But her eyes fingered a moment
longer on Corinne, Roddy's wife. She
was small and exquisitely formed,
Hnegligible trinkets of feet, and a
scantily hated little head poised
eagerly as she went forward to accept
Sophronia's laundering kiss and old
|, Roderick's handclasp.
A painful sound came from Jason's
| throat. "Lord!" he muttered. 81 could
cry. Corinne has no idea what
she's"
ooh, JASON" Silver protested, "it
will be all right. When people are in
love-they can adjust themselves to
anything"
"We've got to be d-n nice to her,
Silver. The poor little thing!"
Everybody was in the living room
when Silver and Jason entered the
new house. Roddy, with only trace
of self-consciousness, brought Co.
rhine, with his arm linked in hers, up
to his brother and Silver while they
stood in the doorway.
"You've met ason, Corrie," he
said. This is Silver Grenoble. Silver
-Corinne. Did I get it backwards {?
I usually do; remember, Corrie? She
used to laugh at my manners, you
know, Silver. But what's manners be-
tween friends? ?" He laughed, and
Silver extended her hand to- Corinne,
whsrtook it with quaint little move
y lard toward her tall husband.
"He's slandering me, Silver" CO.
rinne declared. 81 never had anything
but admiration for him, the wretch!"
Jason bent forward in an almost
courly fashion as he shook Corinne's
hand. "Welcome home," he said, with
a dark shine in his eyes.
"I've got q bunch laid out in the
dining room if you'll all come" So
phronia announced.
ooh, Mrs. Willard" Corinne plead
ed. "May l be excused? I feel so very
i,ritty-all want is good hot bath.
Sophronia's face fell in disappoint-
nent. Silver had helped her make the
.ancy molds of fruit gelatine that had
.eposed all day in the cooler: She
Snew, too, how long Phronie had la
bored over the deviled eggs and the
'pecial mayonnaise dressing, not to
nention the angel cake with it's greet
ing in pink icing on the top.
"Maybe you'll feel more like hav-
ing a bite after you've washed?"
tohronie suggested hopefully.
Corinne shook her head mournfully.
FIN so sorry, Mrs. Willard. 1t has
been so hot driving today. Oh-Rod-
lily! Paula went upstairs with our
Bags, didn't she? Perhaps she would
'ikA jsomething to eat. Do you mind
GAMING herr" Then in hasty aside
she added, eve picked her up only
this afternoon in an employment Of
flee in Maynard, but l suspect she's
I. jewel"
Paula entered the living room, and
while Corinne, playfully democratic,
introduced her, to Silver and Jason,
Silver found her interest quickened
by the German girls appearance. She
was Junoesque in build, with vast
thighs and breasts and shoulders. Her
legs and arms were almost breath
,aking when she walked. Silver
Thought she had never seen anything
more beautiful than her corn-silk
hair, which was plated in coronet
Hacross her head. Her face was round,