The Washington times., 1935-11-01

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were coming nearer and nearer.
A phonograph or radio was
playing BE Mine Tonight"
II hope we're not interrupting an
important dance!" DR.. Crawford
said to the boatman, with elabor,
ate sarcasm. "Or, am I expected
at al?"
"I don't know, ma'am. Keep
your footing, ma'am, there may
be slight jar. here!"
The boat gently bumped the
pier, the boatman leaped ashore
gave a hand to DR.. Crawford
Mary followed.
More lights. Swinging lanterns
Flashlights. A babble of voices
Through the dark and the trees
several people were running, a
slim. tall woman in white, ahead
Emile! My darling, darling
sister,"
"Diana-darling!"
EN-, dear, I just wasn't up to
the long drive over there, and
the children had planned a picnic
supper-I knew you'd understand
darling"
"Of course, darling! I never
gave it thought! How silly you
would have been to come all that
distance. Janet dear! And dear
old JameS!-Yes, tell them to
bring all the bags-I always do
bring too much. I know. . Oh
some of it belongs to my secre'
tary? Where are you, Mary?"
From the rear where she had
been shyly hanging back. Mary
came forward, murmured politely,
saw the slim grace of Jamie'S
mother, the bulk of his father,
the wraith-like thinness Of his
sister, Janet.
They were all clustered around
DR.. Crawford, banking on to her
arms, laughing, asking her ques-
tionS.
Mary dropped behind again.
Followed, because she didn't know
what else to do. OF course she
didn't expect them to pay any
attention to her, but somebody
might hold a light for her, so that
she wouldn't fall and break her
neck
They were nearing the large log
house now. going up the wide
stairs to the lighted veranda.
"Children-where's Jamie and
Vesta? Aunt Emilie'S come!"
Half a dozen young people, the
girls in fluffy pastel colored gowns,
the men in flannels, rose from
hammocks, from wicker chairs,
and from cushions on the floor.
She heard names. Names that
didn't mean thing.
They were all falling all over
themselves to meet the famous DR..
Crawford, and then politely bow
ing in the vague direction Of DR..
Crawford'S secretary.
Mary shifted her weight from
one foot to the other. She knew
they didn't want her here, but
where could she go?
CHAPTER XXX1u
A light, a mere Speck Of light,
bobbed along the path from the
lake. like FREELY.
AS it came nearer Mary saw
that it was a man in white flan-
nels and sweater, smoking a Gig
arctic.
DR.. Crawford cried, Jamie, you
wicked old boy, not coming to
meet your old aunt!"
Jamie.
Mary leaned back against tht
railing of the porch. She listened
to the sound Of his voice, just as
it used to be. She saw his fair
hair, his sunburnt cheek.
She thought her heart would
burst.
He looked toward her, interest.
then dawning recognition in his
eye.
DR.. Crawford said, MARY this
is my nephew, James. My secre-
tary, Miss Shannon. I believe
Miss Shannon was a claSSmate Of
yours, jamie"
"Oh-but perhaps he's forgot
ten!"
Certainly not. How are you.
Mary? Quite a surprise, finding
you here. Coming, mother! Com
ing!"
"Take this flashlight and follow
the path around the lake, to the
first guest house." DR.. Crawford
said. "And, Mary dear, if you feel
in the mood you might unpack
for me, too. Servants are scarce
up here in the woods!"
''Let me walk over with you,"
one of the young men said.
"Oh-I'll be all right. It's very
kind Of you"
(To be continued)
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