The Washington times., 1937-12-15

when Lynn came into the living
room Unexpectedly the converse
ton stopped with telling sudden
ness. She knew they had been dis
cuSSing her.
One Of the neighborS was driv-
ing into the village Of Lu Lu and
Lynn went along to see whether
there was any word yet from New
York. Until the moment when
she walked into the telegraph Of
flee she did not think about the
complications which might arise,
since she'd naturally given her
own name to Mr.. Mortimer when
she wrote. But only the operator
was in the place, so Lynn did not
worry. There was no message for
her.
By the third day both Lynn and
Rene were discouraged. The car
was done, the bill would be $50.
With what Rene had earned they
could just about pay it. But where
was money coming from for gas
and oil and food on the rest Of the
trip If the money could not come
from Mr.. Mortimer
In the afternoon when Rene
had finished his painting the ga
rage man drove by to look at his
outfit, as he called Rene's trailer.
Lynn had the place tidied to per-
fection now, since it was the show
place Of the country. When she
heard Rene talking to somebody
she came to the doorway.
That your wife?" the garage
man asked. She's real pretty"
Rene nodded without enuthSi-
aSm. Lynn came outdoors on her
way UP to the farmhouse to help
with supper. She smiled at the
garage man, and, as has been
noted before, Ljynn'S smile was
something to be remembered.
RENE PAINTS LYNN'S PICTURE
by GeorgeI You say you paint
pictures. too? How about painting
q picture Of her here by the
trailer? I would like it for my ga
rage window"
Rene Shrank a little. The garage
he did not mind, but painting q
picture to put in the window of q
country garage was something else
again.
Tell you what I'll do" seeing
Rene'S reluctance. ''IIl cut a third
off your garage BILL"
"In paint it," Rene's voice was
sharp as he spoke. How big de
you want it?"
Pretty big-like this" he said
motioning q fivefoot canvas with
his hands. when can you have
it done?"
Tonight, within two hours, >
Rene said crisply. He called Lynn
back.
We're going to paint your pic
ture for Mr.. Weeks"
"Oh?"
How would you like hel
dressed?" Rene asked next, anc
Weeks, delighted, quite missed the
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"She looks mighty pretty as sht
is. Can you have her standing
here so it will show quite q lot oa
the trailer?"
"We can have her standing
where you want her to Stand!'
With a curt nod Renc went inside
to get his paints and a piece ot
canvass. He found one which
seemed all right, and brought il
out.
will this size do?"
'"That will be fine. Can I stay
and watch?"
"If you like"
Lynn meekly took up her pose
near the door of the trailer a
Rene directed. Grimly, Rene be
gan to paint. He worked fever
ishly, only lifting his head to lool
at Lynn now and then. He die
not need to look at her to know
the warm tones Of her skin and
hair, her gold-flecked eyes. TheS
were printed indelibly on hi
brain.
Gradually a crowd began Il
gather. Several women who haC
come to see the trailer, Joined tn,
group. Mr.. Lowell came and Mrs
Lowell. It was quite a party.
Had Lynn not felt so sorry fol
Rene she would have liked II
laugh. It was all so absurd. Rem
painted for an hour. The pictur'
took shape. a pretty calendar-likC
picture. But even Rene's haste
and his rage could not make il
entirely bad. The coloring was
life-like, and the crowd burst into
cheers. It was hardly more than
a rough draft, but Welks was en-
tranced.
Can take it tonight?"
"It's wet. Better leave it till
morning. You can get it when you
bring the car out"
CROSS-EXAMINED
Gradually the crowd dispersed.
, It was time to do chores. Lynn,
tired out from the long posing,
| went on to help Mrs. Lowell get
supper.
It was when the two were doing
the supper dishes that Mrs. Lowell
exploded the bombShel.
IF my daughter had lived she'd
have haen about VOlIr age" she