The Hardin tribune-herald. [volume] (Hardin, Mont.) 1925-1973, 1936-02-14

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and Linda looked at him calmly and
the other girl explained:
"This ~gentleman'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 to stoop and to rise. The back
Of his rising head struck her fairly in
the nose and the world was full OF
binding stars!
20 gosh!" Bret cried hopelessly.
That's awful! Blast it, I'm so sorry
"Golly, what stars!" Linda exclaimed,
and laughed through tears and touched
her nose and looked at her fingers.
cts bleeding!" she discovered.
Here take this" he urged, and
fumbled for a handkerchief and some
how thrust the recovered pendant into
II can't stanch the gore with dia-
monds," she protested, amused, and
he set the error right.
The other girl recovered her pend
ant. But I can't stay, Linda" she said
quickly. Fathers going to pick me
up at III so I must run. I'll come back
tomorrow night and we can have our
While Bret stood by dumb with con-
triton, they exchanged a 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 were
ttwinkling with mirth over the hand
kerchief.
Gosh, Miss Nay" he swore fer
at myself for hurting you'll"
%, I don't mind" she said. I'm
used to it now!"
USED to it9" he echoed, bewildered.
"Why, yes. You know this is the
second time" she told him.
Bret stared at her; THE second
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 remember! Or do you
bloody girls noses so often that you
He stared at her, his eyes WIDEN
ing. SAY, listen," he cried, you're
"Of course I am" she assured him.
MARY Madison. You gave me a ride
in your little cart n day when I was
seven years 1ld and tipped me into.a
when we lived in Worcester" he
cried incredulously.
IT thought you knew" said Mary
Madison, or Linda Nay. II thought
that was why you kept coming every
night to see the show" And she chal-
lenged. IF that wasn't the reason :"
Ushers were raising seats with a loud
slapping sound all over the house.
Women with brooms and mops and
E pals .i appeared like shadows in the
THAT wasn't the reason" Bret told
Lets go somewhere" Linda invited,
land you can tell me the eason You
must give me supper"
Halfway up the aisle he said, Hon
estly I'm awfully. sorry ! hurt you"
1T served me right" Linda admitted.
"Why?" 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 I saw you weren't coming
I tried to catch you last night but
you'd gone"
so tonight I put Ruth Little ir the
seat beside you to keep you till I could
get here so you just couldn't get away!"
The 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 a salts
flying frequency. It was not necessary
for her to participate in rehearsals, so
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-so long as
they were together. After the first day
they sought %seclusion, and for good
reason. That day they had lunched at
the Touraine, and as they oroered,
Ralph Field, who carried the song num-
bers in the revue, and Sally Mcffatt,
the ingenue. came over to join them for
a moment. They stayed, Sally chatter
ing to Linda till Bret and Linda we're
served. The waiter set a tall glass of
iced coffee at Bret'S elbow. Then Sally
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