Henderson daily dispatch., 1936-08-05
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+, steps, out ner race frozen into a
sweet smile, Gay told herself she
had already paid the price of the
corsage and the vanity when, after
what seemed to her a lifetime of
agony, he reluctantly stopped ap-
plauding.
AS he led her back to their
table, he remarked, II derive great
pleasure from dancing, and never
miss an opportunity to trip the
light fantastic, SO to speak.
met a Virginia lady in Cuba, ex-
cellent dancer-we got along
famously together, and she showed
me a most interesting variation of
the cats cradle trick. 1 regret not
having brought some string with
me tonight. But positively shall
show it to you the next time"
Wayne, who with Mrs. Larri-
more had already returned to the
table, poured Gay drink. "You
look-er-a trifle warm"
Again his air of concealed
amusement annoyed Gay.
Thanks. l don't drink, or
smoke" she laughed, to cover her
irritation. And sleep eight
hours a night. Tn from the coun-
try"
"You may be from the country"
Wayne said. when after the next
course he moved out with her onto
the dance floor, but you seem to
adapt yourself to city ways with
out much trouble"
Gay made no answer They were
dancing. and she was enjoying
every second of it. Wayne wasn't
an exceptional partner like Breck,
perhaps. but he had a way of hold
ing you, rather carelessly, that
was joy after the sitting grip of
Mr.. Scott.
She began to hum the dance
melody, under her breath. "Love
Is the Sun, the Moon, and YOU"
He said, us it. thought"
''Is what 2"
us love like that?"
Gay answered demurely, 1--WE
told you so many times I'm only a
small-town girl. I've had very lit
tie experience"
me, too" Wayne declared.
I've been so busy with airplane
motors, I've not had time for that
sort of thing"
That's what Breck told me
about you. He said you loved
gadgets, better than girls" Gay
laughed.
80 Breck's been talking about
me. What else did he say?"
THAT you're man with a
past" Gay leased. "a reformed
heart-breaker."
1t was Wayne's turn to laugh.
Then he said, "Breck's goofy. Pay
no attention to him. I suppose
you've been seeing each other
quite often?"
Gay parted the question. "Why
do you ask? But of course-I for
got: you're his guardian!"
"I've been hoping to hand that
job over to Peggy Pennell, but it
looks bad, lately. She's getting
fed up with the way Breck's act
ing. And it's all your fault. The
affair was going strong, until you
stepped into the picture"
Gay smiled into Wayne's eyes
with tantalizipg sweetness. She
looked like a particularly angelic
baby. "I'm so sorry" she said.
She wouldn't give Wayne the
satisfaction of knowing that in
spite of Breck's insistent telephone
calls and notes, she was keeping
that young man at arms length;
hadn't seen him since their one
evening together.
In another dance, when WAYNE
had cut in on Christian and Gay,
he said, lightly, "That white dress
is very becoming. Makes you look
like Christmas tree angel"
Gay shimmered at the compli-
ment, but his next words took all
the joy away. "Breck's present to
an obliging little girl friend?"
Gay stopped dead in the middle
of the dance floor. Her eyes and
voice were ice, but rage ran in her
like fire. what right have YOU