The Washington times., 1937-12-25
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Hdu his CIldu11eIU PICK up neE OdSS
at her room.
When they arrived, the big
house, set in magnificent gardens,
was deserted. The butler met
them, and told Wild everybody
was at the swimming pool and
we're waiting for Lynn and Wild
to join them.
Lynn was shown to her room,
lovely bedroom in rose and cream
which overlooked the Atlantic. A
maid hung up her clothes, noted
the inexpensive toilet things. She
shifted a little to herself, but when
she saw Lynn in a simple white
wool bathing suit she quite under
stood why Mr.. Wild was interested
in the girl.
The butler came to say Wild
was waiting for Lynn, and she
grabbed white cotton beach cape
and stuck her slim feet into bath.
ing clogs and was ready.
AS Lynn came down the stair
case she looked absurdly young,
Wild thought as he watched. He
wondered how the gang would
take her. They'd better be decent!
They went off down winding
path to the pool. There must
have been twenty people gathered
about, most of them with high
balls. Wild took Lynn directly to
his mother. She seemed so much
younger than Lynn had imagined
that tho eyi1.1 yVyoS cfoIf1aI
What in the world kept you
two in town so long on a day like
this?" demanded Mrs. Austin with
a lovely smile for Lynn.
II didn't get through work I'M
til $50, Mrs. Austin. I hope
didn't disturb things"
Good grill" thought Wild as
he grinned down at his mother.
First round to Lynn. Mrs. Austin
looked speculatively at the girl.
why. she's lovely!" Mrs. Aus
tins heart contracted. She had
had hunch all along. Wild had
been so different this summer.
Mrs. Austin was a clever, charm.
: ing woman and she adored her
: boy. She had seen one son make
a disastrous marriage. She was
determined>> that Wild would not
be taken in Xhe same way.
{. But the grin was so young, and
so ladylike. Not at all what Mrs.
Austin expected! She felt a lump
: in her throat. She hated their
money, which had Wrecked
| Chuck's life. With a\sigh~ she
girded herself for the fray.
"This is my brother. Chuck.
this is Lynn" Wild was saying.
;; Other introductions followed.
"Come, We'll take a plunge"
Wild led her to the pool.
do you dive?" Some Of the
girls were now on the diving board
doing beautiful swans"
IT just plunk in"
Cali right, plunk, then"
Lynn slid over the edge Of the
pool. 1t was wonderful to be swim.
ming again. Wild took a running
dive and was beside her.
"I'll teach you how to dive one
Of these days." he promised.
The others were calling to each
other across the water, laughing
easily. Lynn felt a little out of
things, and then chided herself for
her thoughts. r
after all, am an outsider"
Mrs. Austin gave the signal
shortly to everybody that 1t was
time to dress for dinner. Lynn
hated leaving the pool. She'd
have liked to float there for hours.
But dinner was set for 8, and the
sun was low.
Hurry, so we can have a walk
in the garden before dinner. Twen-
ty minutes" Wild said, as he raced
her to the house, away from the
others.
ALONE
Dinner sc m d interminable.
Lynn sat down the table from
Wild, between his brother and
young man from Asheville. Cot
fee was served on the terrace.
Then Mrs. Austin suggested bridge.
Of course, Lynn did not play.
Then that means one tables
! out, unless Wild will play" a
, pretty brunette moaned.
"Chuck won't, you know how he
is" Mrs. Austin apologized for her
| elder son.
: please sit. Wild" begged :
pretty brunette, whose name wa
! Marie.
: Wild came over to Lynn with a
shrug. Il guess I'm sunk. Never
mind. They won't keep me late.
Will you mind talking to Chuck"
Lynn did, very much, and it
was clear to her Chuck was just
as annoyed. But there was moth
ing to do but smile gracefully and
accept the situation.
The five tables settled them
j, selves and there was lot Of talk
about stakes which Lynn did not
t understand. She went out on to
the terrace. The night was
gorgeous. Chuck followed her,
, glaring at his mother.
: well, here we are!" he an
S nounced.
!. "Yes, here we are!" Lynn
laughed. He was so frankly an
i noyed.
S To Be Continued
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