The Washington times., 1937-02-16

ner of his deep-set eyes. Phyllis!
why not?
Sonia ratified her keys and
opened the mail box.
"One for you. DEAR" she called,
sorting the letters.
"Wembelton" Phyllis tore off
the envelope with impatient fin
gers and ran her eyes swiftly
down the page, picking up life
saving phrases-dollar signs lead
ing salary figures, the suggested
date of her emancipating journey,
words of welcome, proffers of hos
pitality. "Look-Sanio! I've got
it," She tried to steady her voice.
It's from that Mr.. Gibson him
self"
They mounted the stairs, arm in
arm, Phyllis quite beside herself
with happy excitement. Isn't it
simply wonderful" she kept say
ing. Il can't believe it.! Aren't
you glad, Sonia?"
"Glad?" mu1mured Sonia.
why, of course, dear. But I shall
miss you frightfully. You know
that" She tangled her keys again
and unlocked their door. Il don't
ses how I can live here after you're
gone"
Mr.. Gibson offers to advance
me money for travel" called
Phyllis, from the little hall where
she had tarried by the pillar light
to read her letter more carefully.
Don't take it," counSeled Sonia,
from the bedroom. Never let
man accommodate you in money
matters. If you haven't enough
on hand to see you out to Mon
tana-strictly firSt-class and no
skimping can let you have it,"
You're so suspicious" reproved
Phyllis. amused.
Phyllis laughed, then sobered.
A pair of entreating steelIblue
eyes invited her to believe that
Sonla's declaration of unfaith in
men should be qualified. She
walked slowly into the living room
ard laid the epoch-making letter
on the desk. Montana! The wan
little hope she had nourished that
sometime she might meet him
just long enough to see bit of
relief come into that haggard
face-must now be definitely given
up. Every mile and every hour
OF her impending journey West
would diminish the likelihood of
a chance meeting.
It wasn't, she told herself, that
they could ever get together on a
basis of friendship. But the feel
ing had been growing more and
more intense that by some means
she must rid herself of the tor.
turing haunt-thoSe dazed, hurt,
questlng eyes. In her dreams they
kept following her about.
In her mirror she caught pain
tul glimpSes of them, reflected in
her own. Sometimes she wondered
if the hallucination had not be-
come at least mildly obseSsive.
Whenever their telephone rang,
the query involuntarily flung it
self into the front of her mind
There! He has GOMEZ"
A telegram "a special-deliVery
letter - when she met the boy
with the cap and the book and
the pencil, her heart would pound
hard, THERE" she would whisper
to herself. He is coming" :.
Now she was going to put some
more distance between them.
But she must be happy! The
Wembelton position was setting
her free from a situation that
would shortly become impossible.
The dean must be notified at once.
What a darling he had been to
find this place for her! She called
him and after a moments delay
heard his deep voice. Yes, he said,
he, too, had heard from Mr.. Glib
son today. Yes-he was very glad
it had turned out that way. Yes
Phyllis must come and see nim
soon. And Sonia. too. Things al.
ways came out right-didn't they?
If you weren't too impatient.
Sonia had not been very favor
ably impressed with Elise Graham
on the evening they spent to-
gether at Dean Harcourt's dinner
party, and if it had been proposed
to her on that occasion that she
share her apartment with the pop.
ular contralto from Kentucky the
suggestion would have been viewed
with diSinterest.
TO Be Continued)
Copyright. 1881. by Lloyd C. Douglas.
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