Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1935-11-15

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They held each other close for {
long time. Then suddenly he straight
ened himself.
Lucinda, when two people love
each other, why shouldn't they take
what the gods offer? Why shoule
they stick to the old time-worn con
ventions? Isn't that folly?"
81 don't know what you mean
But she did, perfectly.
He got up. He walked restlessly
up and down the tiny livingroom
Suddenly he said: "What are you do
ing over the week-end?"
Nothing. Bubbles goes to South
ampton tomorrow morning for the
fashion parade at the big club there
There's a charity show on Sunday af-
ternoon, so the models stay in South
ampton on Saturday night. I'll be
alone"
He lit a cigarette with apparent
nonchalance. He said: "Look here
how about going to Lake Mahopac
tomorrow afternoon where he could
be entirely by ourselves-and talk
things over. Will you come, Lucin-
ola ?"
Lucinda flushed with delight at his
invitation, and yet with kind Of ner-
vousness.
"I'd love to, Carter. You-of
course, would bring me back at
night"
He stopped in front of her. He
smiled quizzically, even critically.
"Still worrying about Old Mother
Grundy?"
"Of course not. just thought"
"Of what people would say? Wry
shouldn't we both stay at the inn, if
we've mind to-"
"No reason at ALL" She shrugged
in a would-be worldly manner. "I'll
book my own room and you yours.
Fifty-fifty. Then we can continue
our talk over Sunday. That suit
Your Majesty?"
"Fine." But he did not meet her
eyes. He loved her. Was quite mad
about her. Didn't love condone every
thing?
He met her in the japanese Gar
den of the Ritz Hotel on Saturday
for luncheon.
1t was very hot day, but this, as
all the smart world knows, is perhaps
the coolest spot in all New York, with
it's little tinkling stream, it's shrub
berry and bamboo awnings.
Although it was a Saturday near
ing mid-July, this rendezvous was
as usual filled with a well-dressed
crowd, many of whom seemed to know
Carter.
Lucinda knew nobody. This was
not her world. In her simple light !,
dress she felt out of place
with those impeccably gowned women.
How appalling if Mrs. Jeremy Cha
aire were there!
But Carter seemed so gay, so much
ike a boy setting out on holiday,
hat she was treasured. And their
able near the little toy bridge that
spans the stream was not too con-
;picuous.
Assiduous walters lowered about
hem. He was we'll known here, it
seemed. He ordered a light, expen-
i've lunch, with iced tea. Lord, but
It's warm! We should make the inn
~ five o'clock. It'll be cool at Ma
lopac."
Immediately after lunch they went
n his car to the little flat on West
18th Street.
He got out after her. He was
arrying quite big package. She
wondered what it could be? When
hey were in the livingroom he dump
d it on the couch, saying briefly:
For you, darling"
It proved to be handsome, fitted
uitcase in bright blue crocodile
Gather.
She gave excited "Ah's!" and
Obi" when she lifted the lid. Such
n array of cut crytsal bottles and
title jars, with blue cloisonne tops
c them, and all the necessary toilet
Kings in the same lovely shade,
ven a manicure set complete, and
tile enamel clock!
She was so thrilled that she flung
er arms around Carriers neck and
ugged him.
He disengaged her, gently, affec-
"Put some clothes in it,
oW darling. and let's be on orr wav"