Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1936-02-08

, and Linda looked 1t him calmly and
the other girl explained:
'"This sentleman's trying to find It
for mel"
She was standing In the aisle. Linda
stepped toward Bret, between the seats,
looking at the floor.
why here It Isl" she said.
She and Bret stopped together TO
recover the jewel, but he was the
/ quicker 10 stoop and TO rise. The back
lof his rising head struck her fairly IN
the nose and the world was fun Of
binding starsl
20 goshi" Bret cried hopelessiy.
That's awful Blast it, I'm 50 sorry
"Golly. what starsI" Linda exclaimed,
and laughed through tears and touched
her nose and looked at her fingers.
Its bleedingl" she discovered.
Here take this" he urged. and
flmbled for handkerchief and son1e-
how thrust the recovered pendant into
her hand instead.
81 can't stanch the gore with dis
monds," she protested, amused. and
he set the error right.
The other girl recovered her pend
ant. But can't stay, Linda" she said
quickly. Fathers going to pick me
up at II so must run. I'll come back
tomorrow night and we can have cur
visit then"
While Bret stood by dumb with con-
triton, they exchanged word or two.
Then she fled away and Linda turned
to Bret again
She had stood between him and the
aisle SO that he could not have es-
capped If he would. Her nose was still
bleeding a little, but her eyes we're
twinkling with mirth over the hand
Gosh, Miss Nay" he swore fer
vently. I'D like to take good kick
at myself for. hurting you'll"
20, don't mind" she said. I'm
used to it nowl"
used to it," he echoed, bewildered.
'Why, yes. You know this Is the
second time" she told him.
Bret stared at her. THE second
timer" he muttered dumbly.
'aThat you've made my nose bleed,
she insisted. The nose was better now.
She removed the handkerchief and
fingered the hurt feature gingerly. TITS
swollen" she said, and then, laughing
at his perplexity, she protested, Sure
ly you must rememberl Or do you
bloody girls noses so often that you
He stared at her, his eyes widen
ing. SAY, listen" he cried, you're
not :"
Mary Madison You gave me ride
in your little cart one day when was
seven years old and tipped me into q
when we lived in worcesterP" he
cried incredulously.
II thought you knew" said Mary
Madison, or Linda Nay. "I thought |
that was why you kept coming every
night to see the show" And she chal- /
Ushers were raising seats with loud
slapping sound all over the house. /
Women with brooms ana mops and
pals appeared like shadows In the
side aisles
'"rhat wasn't the reason" Bret told
her hastily.
Let's 60 somewhere" Linda invited,
land you can tell me the reason. You
must give me supper"
Hallway up the aisle he said, Hon
estly I'm awfully sorry / hurt you"
ut served me right" Linda admitted.
''Why2" he asked.
"For playing tricks on you" she con-
fessed. you see, all the first week I
expected you'd come back stage to see
me and when saw you weren't coming
tried to catch you last night but
$50 tonight I put Ruth Little IT. the
seat beside you TO keep you till could
get here so you just couldn't get awayl"
Tire revue had opened In Boston for
experiment and amendment, expecting
to move to New York at the end Of a
fortnight. But rough spots refused to
be smoothed out and the show stayed
on. Thus Bret and Linda had an oppor-
tunity to see one another with q salts
flying frequency. It was not necessary
for her to participate in rehearsals, sol
from late breakfast till seven i'll the
evening, except for matinees, her days
were free
And they lunched together, drove to-
gether, did this and that-go long as
they were together. After the first day
they sought seclusion, and for good
reason That day they mad lunched at
the Touraine, and as they oruered,
Ralph Field, who carried the song NUM-
bers tn the revue, and Sally Moffatts
the ingenue, came over to join them for
q moment. They stayed Sally chatter
ing to Linda till Bret and Linda we're
served. The waiter set tall glass OF
iced coffee at Bret's elbow. Then sally