Evening star., 1935-12-22

Emily who is going to marry George Hast
ings, the grocer When Genevieve asks II
but declares she will never return to Car
vel her home town.
CHAPTER VIII.
~ ENEVIEVE looked at Kay
4 shrewdly. "Who's the ogre
I Y lurking in Carvel to devour
~ you?" she asked.
Kay shook her head mirthfully.
"No one," she protested. "Oh, yes"
she remembered. There Is. too. A
boy named Elmer Radford. He climbs
telephone poles and spices wires and
things. If I ever went back, he'd
marry me before I could say scat!
He wears overalls. and rides motor
cycle, and has pliers and screw driv-
ers hanging all over him. III bet
he sleeps in them!"
"They must be as bad as cracker
crumbs IN bed," Genevieve agreed.
"I wouldn't marry him, either"
Kay smiled and went on with her
letter, careful to say nothing which
might wound Emily. She was par
ticular not to mention the fact that
Dane Ripley would be in Boston pres
emily; yet since Helen had told her
he was coming. Kay had been con-
scious of lively curiosity about THIS
man. Once or twice while she wrote
now, she paused and sat thoughtfully
silent; and Genevieye asked, In one
of these pauses:
"You say you've never met Dane
Ripley?"
That's funny" Kay protested.
THAT you should ask that! was
Just thinking about him; wondering
whether I would see him while he's
here. Helen is one of my best friends.
of course. She was furious with him
for the way he treated Emily" And
she tossed her head family. I'D ike
to meet him." she declared. I'D like
to make him fall desperately In love
with me, and then just say pooh-pooh,
or tush-tush, or something, and leave
him grovelingI" Laughed at her own
words. "Only, I don't suppose he's
the groveling kind" she confessed.
"Heave at him" Genevieve agreed
encouragingly. Let the chips fall
where they may!"
Hes taking Sally Hays to the
game" Kay said and turned back to
her letter again.
She had not the least expectation
that her thought might become a real
ity: but on the Friday night before the
game, Helen Ripley telephoned her.
"Kay?"
"Yes. Hello, Helen"
Kay" Helen told her, you know
Danes here?"
Kay laughed softly. "Be still. my
beating heart!" she exclaimed. Yes,
you told me he was coming"
He expected to take Sally to the
game" Helen explained. But she's
come down with the mumps, Kay"
THE mumps?" Kay cried. amused.
"I thought Sally was too sophist1-
Gated for anything so childish!"
Eyes, honestly" Helen insisted.
Isn't that the worlds worst? But,
of course. she can't go to the game,
and the minute I knew it, I thought
of YOU. Danes not so bad, Kay. ]
don't blame you for feeling the way
YOU did about him; but he's peach,
really. We're all having lunch to-
gether in town, and dinner afterward
at the Crestline Inn. You know, out
beyond Dedham. There's peach OF
an orchestra there. Will you, Kay?
If you fight with him. I'll switch you
over to some one else. But really, you'll
like him"
Charmed, I'm sure" Kay said, after
a moments hesitation. I'll have to
fix it with Chick Rantoul to get of
in time for lunch; but he's going to
the game himself. I suppose"
"Oh, he's taking me-" Helen as
sured her. Hell be at the party!"
'I don't think he approves OF meet
ing his employees on social basis" "
Kay confessed, trying to keep the faint
pioue out of her tones. But Helen
laughed at her; and in the end the
thing was arranged. Kay left the
telephone and turned to Genevieve,
who had heard enough to understand;
and Kay caught the other girls hands
and whirled her around-ridiculously
like a small tug pulling at liner
and cried out the news.
where's my snickersee?" she de-
manded. Boots and saddles, men!
Don't shoot till you see the whites
of their eyes! Genevieve, I'm going
to be primping from now till noon to-
morrow" She clenched small fists,
shook them In the others face. I'm
going to lay him end to end, Gene
We've. You wait and see."
Genevieve chuckled. Remember
the old recipe for rabbit stew" she
said warningly. First catch your
rabbit"
But Kay was confident. "Just you
wait and see!" she challenged. you've
no idea how enhancing can be when
I really try"
They came to Crestline Inn tediously
working their way through long miles
of traffic. Kay rode in Dane Ripley's
car. by Danes side; Bill Hurd and
Marny Bingham were in the seat be-
hind. The others in the party, Helen
and Bud Dean and Lucy Smith and
Chick Rantoul, were in Chicks road
ster, Chick at the wheel. Bill Hurd bet
Bud $40, before they left the stadium,
that Dane would beat Chick to the
Inn: and throughout the drive he
urged Dane continually to greater
speed. But Dane insisted on driving
x,,itI, q snfer care
II never hurry when I've got girl
like Kay here beside me-" he told Bill
over his shoulder. you'd better con-
suit me before you make your bets
hereafter"
Have it your way" Bill assented
cheerfully. 'I won three hundred on
the game, so I can afford to lose.
Boys and girls! Was that famous
victory? Is Yale embarrassed tonight?
I'm asking you?"
eff he'd had one more drink" Dane
told Kay at his side, "he wouldn't
know who did win" Kay nodded, sit
ting very still. you're quiet" he said
"I don't want to distract you," she
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