Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1936-09-11
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about her.
The air of complete understand
ing between Grace and Wayne
brought a painful tightness to
Gays throat. Then she stormed
inwardly at herself. She had every
reason to believe that their en-
gagement would soon be an
nounced. Jean had gathered that
item of social interest in the usual
grapevine way, from Mrs. Larri-
more'S maid.
Grace paused only long enough
to remark sweetly, you ought to
scratch Mark Vance's eyes out,
Miss Elwell. That picture makes
you look years older-don't you
think so, Wayne?
An Indifferent shrug answered
her. With hardly a glance at the
portrait he said, I'm no judge
of pictures" Then he looked to-
ward Gay and with a lack of eS-
preston in his voice that told of
his complete disregard of her, said,
Mice to see you again" With
Grace's heavily ringed hand on his
arm, he joined Peggy and Breck.
Though she was the center of
that gay gathering, Gay felt an
overwhelming sensation of being
utterly desolate. Where was
Christian Surely he was coming
to the tea! Didn't she matter to
anyone?
She was smiling family at the
dull joke of some pompous little
man from whose clutches she
couldn't for the moment escape,
but her eyes had flown to the cor
sage of roses and forget-me-nots,
which she had placed on a table,
below her portrait. When Christian
came-Could she put them on?
The significance that would lie
behind that simple gesture of pin
ming on his corsage, made her
heart beat frantically, and her
hands feel icy cold.
The tea was almost over, and a
mere handful of guests still loi-
tered about the studio, when Peggy
suddenly attracted attention by
raising her hand in imitation of a
traffic officer: RED light, every
body. guess we're all friends
here-and Of course it isn't Off
cially announced yet, but" she
broke into confused laughter, and
she and Breck kissed.
Over the babble of congratula-
tons and teasing, Gay caught a
drift of chatter.
you're sitting for Mark,
Peggy? I've made an appoint
ment, too" Gay half turned, and
saw Grace, her arms about the
young fiancee. "And 1 suppose
you'll be dashing to New York
soon, to start your trousseau. Per-
hops we can plan to go together
because I" The rest of Grace's
wcT.s were lost in her outburst
of self-conscious laughter.
Looking away, Gay met the eyes
of Wayne Adams. He had paused
in the act of Lighting a cigarette
at one of the tall candles, which
had burned down to a small, gut
tering flame. His eyes were the
eyes of a complete stranger.
He'd look at me with more ex-
preston if were something at the
Zoo" Gay told herself, wounded
beyond bearing, and tears of min
gled hurt and rage binding her,
she walked straight into the arms
of Christian Scott, who was adj
vancing across the studio with pro-
fuse apologies for his hardness.
Gay shuddered as for an instant
he held her pressed closely against
him. Then she took herself
sharply in hand. II walked into
his arms. it's sign" she thought,
and forced herself to smile up into
his eyes.
1--WE been waiting for you,
! Christian"