The Washington times., 1937-07-10

morrison!
"Why should she?"
"Well, after all. I planned
I told her last night-gone away
for a fortnight? That's horrible. p"
you will have your novel fin.
iShed, Mr.. Matthews"
"Oh hang the novel. By the
way, did she go far? Just where
did she go?"
"She went to-er-Monterey-
yes, that's it, I am sure, to
Monterey"
Alonzo entered at this point.
Miss Belden, sir" he an.
nounced.
GOOD heavens! I don't want
to see Abbey now. Look here,
Miss Morrison. you get rid of
her, while I go and dress"
Before Margery could protest,
Freddy disappeared through one
Of the study doors.
CHAPTER XVIII
Freddy had no more than dis
appeared than Abbey Belden, re-
fusing to wait for Alonzo, the but
ler, to go back and bring her in,
fairly bounced into the study.
WELL" she doomed, glaring
around the study and then at
Margery, where is hep"
''Mr. Matthews has gone to
Dress" Margery told her. and
added, che has been debating"
IT know, debating the way a
snail runs, according to the way
copy has been dribbling in. Does
he have to dress up formally. in
order to dictate"
"He didn't want to receive you
in dressing robe, imagine"
"FiddleStickS. Look here, Miss
Morrison, if he doesn't brace up
and get that novel finished, he'll
receive me, in straight-jacket.
Honestly, how is the novel coming
along?"
"WelI, it was progressing quite
nicely, until last night"
$50 he has broken loose again.
Tell me, what is it this time, liquor
or women, or both?"
IT am quite sure that Mr..
Matthews hasn't been drinking,
Miss Belden."
Chasing around with that silly
Lansing deb again. Well, trot Mr..
Freddy Matthews out, I have a
telegram here that will make his
head SWIM"
Eyes, Miss Belden."
Margery rang for Alfonso and
Abbey Belden went to the liquor
cabinet and poured herself a drink
Of straight Scotch.
"This telegram" she said, be-
fore taking the drink, sis from the
picture people, reminding me that
they must have the completed
novel in two days-do you under
stand that, Miss Morrison? In
two days."
81 have been trying to make Mr..
Matthews understand that" Mar
gerry admitted.
IF he doesn't finish it on time
he'll face the sweetest law suit he
ever saw in his life-and so will l"
She tossed down the drink ind
contorted her face.
''Whew! And if this is the
Scotch he serves to his friends ale
liable to be up for manslaughter,
too"
Alonzo was a long time in coc1.
ing. Margery had to ring twice
before he finally came in.
"Alonzo," Margery said, please
tell Mr.. Matthews that Miss Bel.
den insists on seeing him. she
has an important telegram"
AlonZo cleared his throat and ap-
peared to be rather embarrasS d.
"Er, did you say Mr.. Matthews,
Miss?" he asked.
"Of course, she did," Abbey Bel
den barked at him, 80 you trot
Freddy right out here"
II am afraid that it will be i'm
possible" Alonzo r eplie d,
nerVously. Instantly Margery be-
came alarmed.
why is that impossible? Where
Is hep" she demanded, sharply.
81 should say that by now,
Miss, he is just about approach
ing South San Francisco"
"What?" Margery exclaimed.
"You dumb nit-wit," Abbey Bel
den beloved at him, what would
Freddy Matthews be doing so sud
denly in South San Francisco?"
''Mr. Matthews is now on his
way to Monterrey"
"Oh!" gasped Margery, suddenly
terribly confused. Why, she asked
herself, had she ever made up
that yarn about Susie Rogers
going to Monterey?
what? Monterrey" Abbey Bel.
den yelped. Alonzo nodded.
Monterey? Why Monterrey"
well, er, Miss Belden, as near
as I could gather, from some OF
his rather incoherent remarks.