The Washington times., 1935-11-16

OIle ulS4A WHICH, DIG "AoVo HAAA"
letter"
Ann didn't speak again and
suddenly Kipp seemed to become
aware of the little silence that
had fallen upon the room. He
raised his eyes. They were slightly
puzzled. See here, Ann, you're
not by any chance :" He
paused uncertainty, a little self
conscious.
Jealous Of another woman's
letter? Well. scarcely, darling"
AIMS voice was very even. Bright
color blazed in her cheeks.
Il didn't mean that, exactly,
Ann. meant -"
Il suppose" said Ann slowly,
pleasantly, that when she comes
back to New York you'll see lot
of her. I suppose you two must
have a lot in common"
We'll. we have admitted Kipp
casually. And she throws swell
parties you can crop in at her
place almost any time and find
something going on but I prob
ably won't be seeing much of her"
why not?" Ana's eyes were
fixed gently on a point beyond
Kipp's left shoulder. Her voice
was light, and beautifully detach-
ed. There's no reason why you
shouldn't, is there?"
why. no. None at all. think
told you once -
Il know. That you had loved
her we'll but wisely or words to
that effect" Ann brought her
eyes back to him. Smiled at him.
A cool, deliberate and completely
withdrawn little smile.
Ann, you darling idiot! I be-
lieve you do care. I believe you're
even silly enough to be jealous"
I'm not!" denied Ann Stormily.
II hate jealous women. I :" Her
voice caught on a sudden, tight
little note, and Kipp leaped to his
feet.
She tried to evade his arms but
he caught her and held her firm
ly imprisoned against his heart.
Ridiculous child" He kissed
the top of her head. the tip of her
left ear and, eventually, her
mouth.
Francine's letter lay forgotten
on the hearth rug.
After that they continued to
tramp each day in the woods, to
dine languidly before slow fire.
to make love and to go to sleep in
that wide spool bed beneath scar
let and black wool blankets with
moonlight stre eaming brightly
through small-paned windows and
to awake in the morning to find
those same windows gliStening
with ice-blue frost.
On the fourth and last morning.
Ann said, as they loitered over
breakfast before their own fire:
Il wish we didn't have to go back
to New York. I wish we could
stay on here indefinitely. We've
been so happy here, so almost ach-
ingly happy"
But we'll be happy in New
York, darling child" Kipp grinned
at her indu.gently, finding her
very delectable to look at this
morning such a young, fragile
looking child in those absurd
Chinese pajamas. but she wasn't
fragile. She was surprisingly
strong and supple. like a young
birch tree.
II know. But so many things
can happen" persisted Ann vague
ly. Here there's Just you and I
E. and being married -
And what" demanded Kipp,
pouring himself another cup Of
coffee, will there be in New York
.. except you and me and being
married."
Dozens Of things" Ann leaned
her elbows on the table. rested her
chin thoughtfully on her claSped
hands. "There'll be my shop and
your novel. There's be your
father. and all the people we
both know. and there are so
macy of them, darling. There'll
be me leaving you every morn
ing. -"
Suddenly she wished she hadn't
said that. Across the table from
her she could feel him grow emo
tionally tense, could see a little
muscle tighten and race along the
firm line of his jaw. His eyes and
mouth, which had been lazily
smiling at her, sobered grimly.
"Yes," he said shortly, MASKING
out a freshly lighted cigarette
with deliberate fingers, i've
thought about that part of it. I
haven't enjoyed it particularly"
you mean. you've thought
about my going to the shop every
morning?"
Ito Be COntinued)
Copyright. 1888. by Allens CorliSS.