The Washington times., 1937-07-03

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CHAPTER XII
1t was 9 o'clock, to the minute,
when Margery called at Freddy
Matthews apartment next day.
Alonzo, the butler, greeted her
with arched eyebrows.
Mr.. Matthews is in his bath,
Miss" he announced.
Very we'll. Tell him I am at
my desk, waiting"
"Er-yes, Miss"
Alonza departed with a grin.
Margery went to the study and,
to kill time, began reading more
of the carbon copy of the portion
of the novel Freddy had already
turned in.
She had sent a note that morn
ing to Miss Belden, by way of a
report on the previous days work,
making it appear as favorable as
possible.
To her delight Freddy appeared
in a half hour and settled down
to work at once. He made no men
ton of shipping her for Camille
the previous afternoon. Aside from
taking two hours for luncheon and
quitting at 4:30, he did amazingly
we'll.
This routine continued for many
days, with the exception of Satur-
days and Sundays, when he
wouldn't work. Margery had now
read all of the novel. thus far, and
liked it. She was thoroughly IA
miliar with it,
Freddy was always polite, but
otherwise, Margery might have
been the desk or typewriter, from
all the interest he took in her
This hurt, but she realized that so
long as she wore that hideous dis
guiSe, she must expect it.
Freddy went out one noon, tell
ing Margery to go and get her
luncheon. When she returned she
saw Freddy and Joe Horgan.
known to his reading public as
Mabel De Haven" having lunch
con out on the balcony. Margery
did not let them know that she
had seen them, but began tipping
what had been dictated that morn
ing.
A telephone call came. Margery
recognized the voice of Camille
Lansing.
Tell Freddy" she said. that
it is Miss Lansing"
Margery glanced out across
the living room to the balcony
and from where she sat she
couldn't see Freddy or Joe Hor-
gan. She didn't want Freddy to
go galloping off just when he
was working so steadily-at least
that is what she told herself
and so she said, Sorry, but Mr..
Lansing is out"
"Out?" Camille said, harshly,
over the wire, Il don't under
stand it. He has a luncheon en-.
gagement with me. He will prob
ably be right back. Tell him
that am waiting at the st,
Francis Hotel"
Yes. I will tell him" Mar
gerry cooed. and went back to
her typing.
Freddy and Joe Horgan-
Freddy almost always called him
''Mabel'-had finished discuss
ing tentative plans for a trip
after his novel was finished.
There was a lull in the converse
ton and the steady "clickerty-
clack" of Margery's typewriter
caught Joe's attention.
That typewriter is taking
plenty, today. Freddy" he said.
The typewriter and me, both"
"Slsve-driver, eh?" Joe asked.
with a grin.
well. the sooner I finish my
novel the sooner I won't have
to have her around to look at"
They left the balcony and
came into the living room. Mar
gerry pretended great surprise
when Freddy came 10 the study
door to say something.
why Mr.. Matthew'S" she ex.
claimed. Il didn't know you were
in. I Just told Miss Lansing over
the telephone that you were out"
Good Lord" Freddy turned to
Joe. II forgot. again. I had a
luncheon engagement with Ca
mile" He turned to Margery and
asked. did she say where she
would be?"
"Oh. yes. the Palace Hotel"
Margery assured him, without the
slightest oualm over this deliber-
ate untruth.
eff she rings again. tell her I
am on my way now" Freddy said
and he got ready to go.
III you don't mind" Horgan