The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1936-06-17

ranged for the trip" es
"But Dick, it's all off!
called Rosemary this morning anc
told her. They've discovered a
codiciI to my grandfather's vii
that changes everything. Inc
ranch doesn't belong to me at all
It's my uncle's."
what" Dick exclaimed,
amazed But say-why give up
tba trim anyway? Don't you want
70 90 out and get acquainted with
voEr uncle? After all, he's your
only relative and some of these
days the ranch will be yours any
3No. Dick. I've got to get to
work again and the sooner l DO,
the better" When Gail smiled
! Dick knew that he would never
! forget the way her amber eyes
danced. -,
well. you know l don't ap-
prove of your working, especially
! in the kind of work you've chosen;
| 7 don't like the environment ana
the people you have to WORK
with" .s,Lo~
either Dick. but Miss Cranston
used to say we must rise ABOVE
our environment if we don't I'LL
Dick shook his head We'll,
you're going to play this after
noon, anyhow. I'm taking you
for a sea voyage as soon as we
finish lunch"
"Where? ?" asked Gail eagerly.
"Wait until you see. =
1t was not until they had reacn-
ed South Ferry and entered the
terminal that Gail realized, they
were going on the Staten lslahu
ferry. There were not many pas
sengers on the boat and soon DICK
and Gail found a comfortable
corner.
"How do you like this?' Dick
asked as they left the short
81 think it's grand: She
glanced at the different boats IN
the harbor. 81 feel as though l
were starting on a trip across the
Atlantic" She drew in a deep
breath of the tangy salt air.
"Well, darling, Pm sailing to
England in 10 days. Why don't
YOU come with me?"
'Id love the trip" Gail whis-
pered, while Dick frightened his
hold on her arm. Maybe, she
thought, if she had never met
Derek she would have accepted
his invitation. Maybe if Lucille
had married the artist instead of
the South American she might
have consoled herself with Dick.
But now-even though she should
never meet Derek again, she could
not marry Dick. Always in the
background there would be the
memory of the other man.
"Then marry me, Gail, and
make everyone happy"
Fatal words. "Oh, Dick dear,
II can't" Gently releasing her
self she walked slowly along the
deck.
Gail felt restless when she
reached home. Her answer to
Dick had been final this time. She
knew he would never ask her to
marry him again, and as she
thought of the years stretching
their gray length ahead she Won
dered if she had been foolish.
Suddenly she picked up her
handbag and a sketch pad. Shed
go to the library and make some
sketches. She must think about
starting work agaen. Work! Yes,
that was the solution for loneli-
ness and boredom.
The fine arts room was not
crowded and she found the books
she wanted and little table with
no one seated at it in a secluded
corner of the room.
Gail started to make some
drawings. How quiet it was! Sure
ly the attendants tlp-toed on rub
Der soles like the rubber-tired
trucks they wheeled about. Quick
ly she made sketches after sketch,
her eyes intent on the book be-
fore her. Suddenly she raised
them. A young man was sitting
opposite her. Her eyes looked
straight into Derek's! For tense
moment each appraised the other.
Then Gail whispered, "Derek"
He leaned across the table and
imprisoned both her hands in his.
'Do you still love me, Gail?' he
asked. "What a fool I've been!
What can you think of me-"
81 missed your letters"
"But you were going to marry
Dick Searles. Lucille showed me
a paragraph in a newspaper col
urnn I was sure it must he