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meals" Kay said, "but it was
taStelesS."

Il ought TO take up some Sport
too" Suddenly his eyes glowed.
i have it. If eat lunch at the
airport" III save enough time so
that can play golf with Jerry at
! four"
"But you've never played golf :!
Why don't you come home and eN-
crcise with o medicine ball on the
keach-with Dickic and me"
1.-THE doctor says golf is the sci
entific game" Ted said. at CO.
ordinates the mind and muscles
end trains the reflexes for flying.
, It's better for my job"
, Kay said, Are you planning a
pioneer flight around the world
for Trans-Pacific Airwavs or are
Won planning a scientific house
hold?" D.. '.-,
Both, he told her eagerly.
"Orn GOES with. the other"
but. Ted" Kay protested;
"even when you're in port you'll
be away from home almost all
dayr' She sat down beside him,
leaning her head against his shout
der. You're out there over the
1 ocean most of the time, anyway.
Give me little of your time!
Darling" he said. stroking her
head. But he didn't change his
plans.
"Couldn't l learn to play golf
with vou?" she asked presently.
He frowned. 'Td love to have
YOU. Kay. but you see, at the club,
they're mostly men. The flying
personnel. | need the contacts
with them, off the job. 1t i'm
proves the morale of the force"
az see" she said. "But Pm 20
ing to learn to play golf, too. I'm
going to a professional tomor-
row"
He looked at her again. go
aheadw he said. "More power TO
| YOU BY the way, Eve got a bud
oct here in my pocket that ought
TO help you run the house more
easily"
Kay looked down at the neat
rows Of figures and her eyes
! Omen wide. FED, that's not
enough for cosmeticsl And look
at the allowance for candy and
chewing gum! Dickie would eat
that mp in week"
THAT reminds me-" Ted said,
81 think Dickie had better have a
little more scientific training, too.
He's hanging around the airport
too much. And he tells awful tales
to the pilots. Why, Kay, he mag
ines things. Who is this brother
who takes him up in the air."
KAY laughed. That's just a fig
ure of Dickie's imagination, he
was so lonely at the military
school that he had to live in, his
imagination. He invented a pro-
Their for company
"But he must be taught the
truth-scientific' truths. I'll have
talk with that young man"
ooh, Ted, don't! You might"
She stopped suddenly, because
she heard Dickie's footsteps on the
stairs. a moment later the child
precipitated himself into the room
with a shrek of high glee. -.
opal" he said to Kay, ibid you
see that hydroplane across the
bav9 That was my brother. he
waved at me and waved"
'Dickie saw Ted then and hush,
| ed, He dropped his head, said
| quietly. 'Hello, Ted" He came
into the room and sat down. Kay
put her fingers on Ted's'hps, blnd-
ing him to- silence. '.. '.
-. ~ -
/ Kay tried to adjust herself to
! the new, scientific regime. She
1 blamed the days. She got up at
! 7 every morning. in time to see
1 Dickie off to school. She took
| beauty exercises by radio. then
! went to cooking school. In the
! afternoon she took, golf lesson
! from the professional. 80.
/ She Joined two clubs, with the
result that she played bridge IN
the colony almost every after
noon, whether or not Ted was On
port. And, because she was in
terested in the new novels, she
Joined weekly club where young
er matrons met to discuss litera-
ture. ,-f.
1t was there that she met Mrs.
Watts, who was not really a
younger matron. Mrs. Watts was
the mother of five children and
seemed to be'well versed in child
psychology subject often dis
cussed blythe. club. .,
MY dear. she said one day to
KayS Hyour. marriage seems so. ro-
mantica And you have that dar-
ling NDickie-but he must be a
problem".' ne an,~ : Ia
"Dickie?" Kayasaid. "Why,e he's
a sweet, 1obedient child. IT don't
know,a sweeter onesR ;ng- =
Ipr2 Mrsn. Watts smiled, stirred her
tea pranly. ksIhat's whatSwe call
think, e my dear-asuntil I'VE learn%
HNcIearnWtey ORE,
HMy DEAR there's is a child psy-
eholepyi school fnsOaklana. Unjust
take you there and enroll you. On
our way home We'll stop at my
house. and nlrdend you some
books There are three volumes
Fin; theoeo6Fse-all there is to- know
about aehildren. I'm sure aDickie
must beida problem. Why his
mother This real mother - died
when he,twas BORN, And his father,
they saYtflew plane in ciruus!"
= ,"Of course, ] know all that"
hay said, laughing. "Ted told me.
And perhaps Dickie is a problem.
He spends too much time at the
airport, and he's taken to telling
wild tales of things he imagines."
Mrs. Watts made a grimace.
That's the first sign ~ she said