The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1936-03-05

one definite picture, you know
but"
"a whole flm," suggested Tony
However, didn't come here to dis
cuss the little secretary. Any other
guests tonight, Perilla?"
"Only a couple of ushers. Two
friends of Malcolm's. Pete Wilson
and Bob Coles. Know them?"
mo, not yet. But know you like
their names"
eyes, I do. suppose you think
I'm a silly to like silly names"
81 think you everything there is
of the most glorious" declared
Tony, and Maiden chimed in
'That's right, old top. Glorious is
just the word for my Perilla. And
I want you two to like each other a
heap, for you two are just about the
only real friends I have"
''Why, Corey?" and the girls
voice was wondering. ''You never
told me that before.
ooh, he doesn't mean it literally ~
and Gaskell laughed. 'There are
lots of men in his home town who
would gladly be more friendly than
he likes-yes, and lots of fair maid
ems who would gladly be bride to
the young Lochinvar.''
well, they've lost their chance -
Perilla said, ''the girls, I mean. But
Corey can. have all the men friends
he wants.
They reached the house and went
in the lounge, great room, with
the most comfortable furnishings
that could be devised.
Gaskell, who had seen Mr.. and
Mrs. Lowell on his arrival, sat down
by her on a big davenport and
waited as Malcolm brought his two
chums to be introduced.
They're gorgeous chaps, Mum"
he declared, and Wilson looked
modest, while Coles said, enthusiast
tically, well, Pete isn't SO gorge
Gus, Mrs. Lowell, but I am. l just
put it the other way, SO you'd think
I was not to self-assertive."
II think you're both darlings,"
Ellen Lovel said, smiling at them.
E'Now run and play with the girls.
l want to talk to Mr.. Gaskell"
''What shall we talk about?" said
Tony. "Tomorrow's doings?"
eyes. Have a cocktail?" and she
herself lifted one from the tray the
butler was passing.
cts really absurd for me to ask
you such a thing" she went on, cas-
my fear is imaginary, and know
interference would be useless"
Ellen Lowell was a fne-looking
woman. Not only her serene, beau
tifu1 face attracted attention, but
her graceful manner and especially
her soft, low voice charmed all who
met her. Tony Gaskell, having been
at the Lowell home many times, and
feeling well acquainted with his
hostess, protested that he would
follow her wishes in whatever di-
rection they might lead.
Speak low" she said, 81 don't
want any one to hear us. It's just
this. You know Corey and Perilla
are taking their wedding trip in his
motor Corey's chauffeur, Boynton,
is simply perfection; he's a most
skillful and careful driver, and a
wonderful mechanician as well.You
know all this, yet remind you of
it now. Now, here's my trouble.
Corey loves to go fast Not only fast,
as any one else would use the word,
fast like speeder Why, when his
car is going about seventy, he'll say,
Cant you help her along little,
Jim?'"
"But he's never had an accident,
Mrs. Lowell"
81 know it; that's why I'm afraid.
Even Perilla has confessed to me
that she's frightened the way Boyn-
ton takes corners"
CHOW, my dear lady, this is
nerves, and nothing but. Have
another cocktail"
'sNo, thank you, but you may.
Now, Tony, whether you think me
silly or not, I want you to speak to
Corey about this, before they start.
Tonight, perhaps, might be better
than to wait till tomorrow. Tomor-
row will be a crowded day; the chill
dren get up so late, and the cere-
mony at IL makes it difficult to get
ready. Will you do what Iask?"
Il II Il.