Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1936-09-14
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THERE WAS scarcely time for
GAY to answer Christians rebuke,
occasioned by her speaking to
Jimmy, the Pontchartrain bell boy.
Their hostess and the guests in
cluded in the party-Wayne
Adams among them-were close
by; standing in animated groups
along the corridor that led to the
dining rooms.
Cav controlled the sharp reply
trembling on her lips. She couldn't
let Wayne see her quarreling with
Christian!
"Please don't be angry, dear"
uhe murmured, in her softest voice.
I'm sorry if l did something
wrong"
Immediately his scowl disap-
peared, as she had hoped it would.
Her hand resting lightly on Chris
tians arm, they walked forward to
join their party.
Almost three weeks had passed
since the afternoon of Marks eX-
hibition, and Gay had not seen
Wayne, or Grace, or any of that
crowd in the intervening time,
though most of them had sent po-
Mite letters of congratulation.
During that period, Gay had
changed more than she could pos
sibly realize. The publicity which
attended her engagement to a
multi-millionaire; the newspaper
interviews; the battery of curious,
staring eyes which followed her
now, whenever she appeared in
public with Christian; all these had
contributed to give her an amazing
degree of poise, combined with an
air of total Indifference to atten-
ton.
Now, as she approached and
greeted Grace LarrimOre, smiling
at Wayne and the men and women
whom she knew, and acknowledge
ing introductions to strangers, her
serene composure would have done
credit to an experienced actress,
for inwardly her heart was pound
ing with excitement at seeing
Wayne again. She was remember
ing that night in his apartment
when she had whispered Il love
you-I adore your and his kisses
had brought madness and ecstasy.
AS Mrs. Larrimore's party en-
tered the main dining room, and
crossed the floor toward their table,
set for thirt! guests, Gay could
hear the surge of whispered COM
ment all around them.
Look! They're coming in, now
That's Christian Scott, of Cosmo-
politan Motors, with the blonde
he's going to marry!"
She was glad, then, of her ex-
quisite gown, her sleekly coffee
hair, her amazing diamonds, and
the whole elaborate perfection OF
her appearance. Glad of the long
hours spent posing for Mark, which
had given her poise and a grace
full bearing. Glad too, of Christ.
tan's distinguished figure, tall and
spare and impressive, in his Lon
don-made evening clothes.
LET them stare" she thought
arrogantly She held her head
high, smiling with faint sweetness
into Christians eyes.
In one way, this dinner was g
notable triumph for Gay. The mer
and women present, with the eX.
ception of Miss Elwell herself, hac
generations of money and socia
prominence back of them. A de-
scription of the affair, with a com
plete list of guests, would appear
tomorrow in all the papers, anC
anyone reading the account wouif
understand that the future Mrs
Christian Scott had been definitely
accepted by Detroit society. GAY
knew this, and eXulted.
Everyone was pleasant and 20.
> aite to her. Even Grace seemed
cordial, and Peggy was positively
chummy as she leaned across the
table and asked Gay where she anC
= Christian planned to spend Their
= :. honeymoon.
.ssr "Breck and / are only going tc
Montreal. for a week! Isn't that