The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1937-07-02

"Just one reason why can't do
that had the top taken off, it
ratified But I am prepared for
emergencies"
He stopped the car, produced
an umbrella from a compart'
ment in back. He opened it and
handed it to her.
Margery looked at the umbrella
and couldn't restrain laugh.
The covering was split and torn
away in a dozen places.
"Moths!" Freddy said. grinning
at her.
The rain increased.
what no, Miss Morrison, can
you swim?"
mot in rain
'"Then we will duck for shelter"
He took q turn up shady road
and parked at Horse Shoe Tavern
It was more Of an oasis for eques'
TRANS than autoists, Freddy ex'
planned, and added, ANY port in
a storm"
Quite q number Of saddle horses
were beneath a sheltering shed
and their riders were gathered at
some Of the tables inside or sitting
at the bar.
A large fireplace held a cheerful
and warming blaze. Freddy piloteo
Margery over there. He did not
see that among some Of the girls
sitting at the bar was Camille Ian
sing.
Margery tried to brush some Of
the water from her arms ano
shoulders as she stood by the fire
81 am sorry about the rain, be
"Oh, WE'LL" Freddy interrupted
tiny old car needed a bath"
"But didn't, and this delays
your work"
At this point Freddy, with his
mind on q drink, looked toward
the bar just as Camille turned and
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"Camille!" Freddy exclaimed
end, without a word, left Margery
standing by the fireplace while he
hurried over to her. Darling! I'm
glad ran into you'll"
IT am glad I ran into you" she
replied, coldly, cycling Margery'
back. TOO bad I'm not truck!'
To kL4k SafnaCO onnIIcnl
did you expect me to greet you
with a brass band after standing
me up like this?"
when did I stand you up?"
D." "You know when - yesterday.
we had a luncheon date and
waited for you in front Of the st.
Francis Hotel until felt like a
part of the building"
Freddy Matthews recalled, then,
that she was right, but he dare
not admit it.
GAS if I would do that to you,
light of my life. It was your fault.
You misunderstood. I said the
Palace Hotel, and I waited and
waited there for you"
"You did not, Freddy Matthews!
I thought you might have said
the Palace, so I had you PACED
and you weren't there! Now think
up a better one"
Listen, darling" he said. rub
bling his forehead, II have been
composing fiction all the fore
noon"
who is the girl?" Camille
asked.
Margery had turned about, and
was watching them.
What girl?" He saw where
she was looking. "Oh, my new
secretary, a Miss Morrison"
Camille laughed. For once, I
believe you. She couldn't be any
thing else but a secretary"
II didn't select her, she is a
donation from Abbey"
wise Abbey. She's the sort of
girl to make you work, with no
distractions"
That's what's worrying me
that girl is a slave-driver. Say,
how about having dinner with me,
to make up for the broken lunch
con date?"
But your secretary?"
At told her I'd drive her home,
but I'll send her home in taxi.
She won't mind"
Camille followed Freddy over
TO the fireplace. He introduced
her to .Margery, who once more
regretted that she had to be dis
Euised so hideouSly.
Miss Lansing" Freddy said,
has reminded me that I have a
dinner date with her. Would
you mind If I sent you home
h a taxi?"
mot at ALL" Margery answered,
proRiding 1t has a roof"
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