Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1936-08-27
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k1%%N By ZOuZSE LERROLD (1l
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CHAPTER So

I'm ALL RIGHT, Gay" Across
the confusion in the room, and
Gays own dazed bewilderment,
she heard Wayne's quiet voice
after Peggy had upset the tray of
glasses. But your dress is
ruined"
Before she, went to bed that
night. Gay learned that Wayne
was wrong i'll both statements.
Her dress, Celeste was confident,
could easily be repaired. But Doc
tor Wilson wasn't equally conf
dent about the injury to N~S'e
eyes from the splintered glass.
1t was almost dawn before Gay
could compose herself for sleep.
She awOke early Sunday morning
her first thought of Wayne and
the injury to his eyes.
How cool and self-possessed he
had been, in that messy accident!
OF course it hadn't been her fault,
exactly, yet she felt terribly dis
turbed. He had saved her at his
own expense.
If only she hadn't pretended to
want sandwich, to escape
Breck's embarrassing love-mak-
ing! But the love-making was
really her fault, for she had led
Breck on, deliberately, to annoy
Wayne.
How promptly efficient Doctor
Wilson had been, but how non
committal his words. 1--WE can't
possibly tell until later how bad
the injury is" She knew she
would never forgive herself if
Wayne were permanently blinded.
Gay tried to shut out that ear
lier vision of Wayne holding
Grace in his arms through dance
after dance, the preceding night.
Tried, too, to shut her inner ears
to the refrain of Tins words that
kept beating in her mind: Wayne
Adams wouldn't do so bad for
himself. marrying Grace Larri-
more"
Propped against soft lace pill
lows, Gay began again to piece to-
gether what she had heard of Mrs.
Larrimore. Jean, who knew all
the Pontchartrain members and
their families and friends, and de-
lighted to retail her information,
had told Gay that Grace Larri-
more almost two decades before.
had been a popular Detroit debu-
tante.
In the flush of her first social
season, series of business catas-
trophies had ruined her father, but
almost before Grace could realize
her changed circumstances, she
had married Walter Larrimore. a
wealthy retired merchant. They
had lived in New York, until his
death the previous year, and now
Grace was free, good-looking in an
artful way extremely rich, and
rather attracted to handsome
young men with whom she rode,
danced, played golf, and flirted. to
compensate for her many married
years of retirement and devotion
to a stodgy husband.
"She fell hard for Wayne Adams
IN New York, her maid told nv
girl friend" Jean had been hang
ing away Mrs. Larrimore's sable
wrap in the club courtroom, as she
gave the information. Now she's
taken him under her nice. soft
wing, introducing him around, YOU
know, to Tim keenan,, and Charlie
Pencil and Christian Scott and
some other Detroit big shots, with
lots OF money, that can help out
the boy friend with this PROPOSE
ton he and young Carter are trv-
ing to put across"
But Gay had refused to believe.
until now that Wayne actually
meant to marry Mrs. Larrimore.
Suppose he did! He had never
tried even for second, Gay re-
minded herself grimly, to deceive
her with the seriousness of his in
tentions to Miss Gay Elwell. What
did a kiss or two, and a little love-
making with check girl, mean to
an eligible young man about town
like Wayne Adams!
Yet he wasn't a mere "man
about town., her thoughts per-
sisted. He had deep core of de-
termination under that easy man.