The Coolidge examiner., 1937-04-22
le. You have way with you, Jim.


Will you do it, Jim?"
Perhaps" he replied. eff it's
possible. If there is an opportuni-
t." He sat erect behind the wheel.
Have you any idea how long we've
been talking?"
'Hours!" Cecily's laugh was gay
and friendly. you've been very
patient and polite. Is that really
daylight? Is it morning?"
1T is. The roosters are about to
crow"
Cecily was out of the roadster
before he could open the door.
Thank you" She stood beside
him for a moment. In the pale
gray light her face was weary but
peaceful. 81 can't tell you how
grateful 1 am"
Goodnight. Jim's voice was
brusque.
Goodnight. For a moment her
hand lay on his arm in a friendly
intimate gesture. For a moment
he breathed the spring like fra
GRANGE of the perfume she used.
For a moment there was between
them mutual understanding and re-
spect, friendlinesS-And something
more disturbing. Jim was aware
of it. Did she feel it, too? He
wasn't sure. When she spoke again,
her voice was gentle, a little
drowsy, soft as a caress.
81 am grateful, Jim," she said.
'It's nice to have found a friend.
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES"
Jim stood beside the sedan wait.
ing for Mr.. Vaughn who was stroll
ing about the lawn with MacPher-
son discussing the planting to BE-
done in the fall. 1t was a murlSy
August morning, likely to be hot
when the sun burned through the
mist. Jim hoped that the expedi.
ton with Mr.. Vaughn would not be
a long one. Already he felt uncom-
Portable in the riding breeches and
camels hair coat that he wore when
he chauffeured the family. If he
had accepted IGNORES invitation.
he would be on Long Island today.
The station wagon careened
around the turn in the drive that
led from the garage. Tommy, at
the wheel, was bound for his morn
ing session with Mr.. Jordan in the
village. He saw Jim and came to
lurching stop, got out, walked
over to the sedan.
Hey, Jim!" he said in a eau
tious whisper. 'Have you got them
YETI"
Them? Oh, yes. The letters Tom.
my had written Dolly. Jim as
sumed a grave expression.
mot yet" he said.
Tommy's face clouded.
do you think she will make a
fuss?"
II don't know" Jim took the lib
erty of quoting Tommy. You know
how women are"
Tommy considered that for a mo.
ment in gloomy silence. Presently
he said, IF she should, what would
you advise? 1 mean you've been to
college and all. What would you
do, Jim?"
i've never been sued for brea ch
of promise. Look here, old man.
You've got me all wrong"
But if you had," Tommy per-
sisted. IF you were me, what would
you do?"
Jim glanced away across the
lawn. His lips were beginning to
twitch into a smile.
well, then, if l were you," he
replied, after moment, I'D work
eff those school conditions and get
in solid with your father. Just as
precaution, he added. IAN um-
brella for rainy day, an ace in
the hole"
Tommy looked disappointed. He
preferred. Jim thought. more spec
tacular measures.
"Good-morning Mr.. Vaughn's
voice was amiabIe. His health had
greatly improved. He looked ruddy
and handsome in a linen suit inn
ma culately laundered. Where were
you at breakfast" he asked his
son.
II oversight" Tommy replied
with dignity. Il studied pretty near
all night and nobody bothered to
call me-" Aware that his fathers
mood was amiable, plaintive note
crept into his voice. Il don't see
how / can be expected to get to
breakfast on time if"
"Or anywhere else" Mr.. Vaughn
cut IN, glancing at his watch.
Aren't you due at Jordan's at nine
o'clock?"
us it later than that?" Tommy's
establishment was elaborate. rs it
later than nine o'clock?"
Ten minutes past. Better get
going, hadn't you?"
Yes, SIR"
"Know your SSsons?"
Yes, sir" Tomany's entire atti-
tude was that of an earnest student,
except that the slacks and the yell