The Washington times., 1937-07-05

Hello, darling"
Don't you 'hello-darling' me,
Freddy Matthews. How dare you
keep me waiting two hours, being
stared at and Inundated! You
have stood me up for the last
time!"
Margery certainly hoped this
was true.
Don't work that old one on me,
Camille. I hung about for two
hours at the Palace Hotel"
The Palace? I said the st.
Francis!" Camille screamed, and
turned to Margery. Didn't I say
the st. Francis?" She demanded.
"Well, II must have misunder-
stood"
you told me, Miss Morrison, "
Freddy said, that it was the
Palace"
"Oh dear, am afraid I miSun-
derstood," Margery murmured.
"You misunderstood nothing!"
Camille screamed at her. Il am
sure you did it deliberately"
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CHAPTER XIII
Camille! That is ridiculous.
Why should Miss Morrison DELHI
erately mix up our place Of ap'
pointment?" Freddy demanded.
Probably for the same reason
she told me you were out, when
I telephoned yesterday. Your but
Ter says you we're in, all day."
whats that?"
Freddy Matthews blinked at
Camille and then turned and
looked at Margery, who realized
now that she was certainly In for
very bad quarter hour.
did Miss Lansing telephone me
yesterday, Miss Morrison?" Freddy
asked.
"What's the matter with you!"
Camille shouted at Freddy. do
you think I'm lying?"
T merely want to Straighten
this out, darling" Freddy said and
repeated his question.
eyes, Mr.. Mathews" Margery
admitted, with a sudden thrusting
out of her chin and air of deter
mination, "she did telephone
three times"
"There!" Camille said. you
see."
Well, really, Miss Morrison
Freddy paused to try and figure
this out. Finally he asked, VIVA:
was the idea?"
ct can tell you" Camille shrilled
before Margery had an oppor
tunity to start to say her say
1.-THE girl is jealous!"
"Rot!" Freddy said. What rea
son on earth should make you
say that Camille?" He was be
ginning to feel sorry for Margery
although he couldn't understand
why.
"Reason? Plenty. She is just
another little stenographer in love
with her boss!' She turned tt
Margery and said, MY advice tc
you is to quit reading cheap maya
zine thrillers, Miss-er-What-
ever-your-name-is!"
Margery got up, then, and faced
Camille Lansing. Not even the
tinted-glass, fake Spectacles coulc
disguise the flash of anger in hel
big blue eyes.
"Stop right there!" Margery
said, so sharply that Camille
backed away and gasped. my
only interest in Mr.. Matthews is
in the work that he is doing. His
book must be finished on Ger
tain date and there is scarcely
enough time, as it is. This means
that a definite amount of writing
must be accomplished each day
But. Miss Morrison, really
Margery would not let Freddy
interrupt.
Let me finish" she exclaimed
She turned to Camille. IF I didn't
protect him from all the unneces
Sary interruptions"
Are you calling me an I'm
necessary interruption?" Camille
screamed at her.
"Frankly-yeS, you are!"
"Oh, I say, Miss MorriSon!'
Freddy cried.
"You are the most impudent, i'm
pertinent thing"
Nov. now, Camille, just a mo
ment." Freddy pleaded.
"You keep still. Freddy. I am
not going to stand here and be
insulted by this-thiS-'
II am not insulting anybody, u
Margery assured Camille, as she
stammered and CROPPED for words
II am simply telling the truth
Each time you call Mr.. Matthews
1t means that he drops everything