Montana oil and mining journal. [volume] (Great Falls, Mont.) 1931-1953, 1938-11-26

yes. Almost a royal purple. It is
lovely"
She thought that the plated white
| taffeta was not lovely. 1t showed dane
| ing hours. And one plat was slightly
scorched where she had put the iron
too hard.
It would be foolish to yield to sec
ond extravaganza. ANY evening might
be the last-with him.
Then. for three evenings, they did
not glimpse Duvvy.
Berkay was downcast. He grlmbled,
my fault. I'm always so slow.
should have raised a scene and grabbed
her that time"
Linette was ashamed of her lack of
regret for his slowness.
In the morning, over the ninth wilt
ing orchid of satanic loveliness, Angus
ia Semple was pettish.
In my day, young men bought
to marry him?"
at seems improbable" said Linette,
pulling the Upper Of her desk dress,
and Wishing Augusta had stayed down.
stairs In the dining room.
Augustus large face hghtened at
Linette'S reply. Linette's celibacy, Au-
gusta's faint smirk seemed to imply,
would be an older woman's gain in
companionship and intercourse.
Linette drank her coffee hastily, left
her cereal, and fled toward the club
headquarters.
Finding on hand an elderly alumna
who, like Augusta Semple, lived in
memory of roSejar, and not q gasoline
age, Linette sent her into pure, ecstacy
by request to watch the place while
she, Linette, shopped.
Linette found in small shop a gown
that she might have dreamed Of find
ing for $40, but never expected to see
In its actually of ice-blue chiffon,
dreamily that 1t had been conceived
only for her own dark hair and rap
turous dark eyes. She knew that when
it was tousled and frayed she would
keep 1t in a drawer for sheer love Of
its beauty and chic.
And she was back at her desk within |
40 minutes, to the regret Of the elderly |
alumna.
But the elderly alrmna was the /
more fortunate, Linette presently |
thought. Blessed are those who expect /
Linette had not expected the |
buzzing telephone to blast even her |
1t was Georgia Hay on the phone.
A changed Georgia. Venom, not 10y
atty, now marked her.
"Linette, didn't you tell me that
Duvvy's family would like to know her
Well, you tell the fam
why they want her back,
God knows, to pick her up at the Carl
tons on Eighteenth street. You re-
member Joan Caymore who married
Sd Carlton, the son. of the banker?
Joan has been so sweet to Duvvy-"
Georgia's voice was dramatic and
the way Duvvy has re-
paid her! Perhaps you upper class girls,
inette did not know Duvvy so well
Is we did. But even never dreamed
hat Duvvy had no scruples. Oh. her
precious family needn't worry. Duvvy
;tayS close to shore when she swinls,
The never ventures into deep water
md so she'll never get into the news
papers. But she was born practically
Without a conscience"
Georgia, out Of breath, ragingly
hung up. Linette wondered what Duvvy
lad borrowed from Georgia and from
loan. A pet gown Penthouse? Per-
laps husband?
Linette was sad. Berkay Caldwell
wouldn't believe any one who
old him what Duvvy was. Not that
inette wished to tell him She would
ooner have died. II
1uvvy, married to Berkay, would set
lie down and evolve into the best Of
wives. It happens.
Meanwhile she had an ice-blue,
lashed with purple. gown. For what2
Hor q crypt in memory. Her eyes
tung, as II with tears. Hot tears. But
hey remained dry.
Then, YEARLY, she dialed Berkay's
loteI number.
Anything dotng2"
More than he would ever know, she
hought, but said merely:
Tive found where she Is staying.
With Joan Carlton, whose address Is
] the city and phone directories, and
kewise the social register"
'T'n take taxi now-see you later"
And that was all
That evening she put the ice-blue
nd purple slashed gown into its box
nd locked the box IN her wardrobe