The times-news., 1938-11-15
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BYBETTY WALLACE
COPYRIGHT. 1888
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She drove her car to. Diane ;
bungalow. Dianne was standing
on the porch. ''I've got MIS-
Cooks nurse watching the Daoy'
Isn't it swell of her to send her
over when | want to 20 out
! Mrs. Cook, the wife of Il commah-
der. had three children Of school
age. Diane said, "The girl loves
little babies, and those kids over
there are too big to be cuddled'
1t was a sunny morning, warm
/ but rot too warm for conf orr
judy felt her spirits lift Il little
as they rode into town. Perhaps
she did need to get out more. She
/ felt a little surge of gratitude to-
ward Diane. She said, smiling,
Pm going to be painfully honest
about every hat you try on, d.
They parked the car, ana
walked into one shop after an
other. Diane confessed, Il really
hoped to find something luscious
reduced to about two ninety
I five"
But they found nothing that
suited them, and SO at y o'clock
they bought the diapers for little
Billy and knit gown. Now,
let's eat"
The Paradise was one OF the
incest restaurants in town. 1t had
a cool, dim spaciousneSS, and the
hum of cultured voices greeted
the mas they walked in from the
street. There was Il trim hostess
who came forward and SAID
brightly, Two? This way please.
Diane mumued, "One dollar
for lunch. If I'd 90 hungry, that
would be an extra dollar l could
spend on the hat.
This is my treat" said Judy.
Not on your life"
They sat down at the little table
already set with silver. A rose
bud nodded from slim little vase
in the center of the table. and the
hostess put long white menu cards
into their hands.
After they had ordered-Diane
was taking chicken salad and peas,
and Judy wanted braised calf liv-
er with Onions-they settled back
in their chairs and looked around
the big restaurant. The women at
other tables were all smartly
dressed, poised. The mattresses
hurried back and forth with trays,
and the hostess led two people to
a table directly opposite theirs.
Diane said, Suppose you tell
me why you've suddenly buried
yourself? You weren't at the din
ner for Captain Lane, you've
hardly played bridge-I never see
your
Judy said carelessly, Just rest
ing. Pm sort of fed up on gaiety."
"You're sort of crazyw Diane
said. She leaped forward Lis
ten. nitwit, you're not eating your
heart out over that good-looking
good-for-nothing, are you?"
81 don't know what you mean,'
said Judy.
Diane jeered. It's none of my
business, but you're one of my
best friends, Judy. i don't like to
see you going over the bumps
Without doing anything to stop
you. And Bill tells me Jack Han
ley'S staying aboard these days,
moping. Said he mentioned some
thing about thinking of request
ing a transfer to Pensacola"
"Pensacola?" Judy ech oe d
swiftly. She was astonished at her
own dismay. why does he want
to do that?"
Maybe to get away from here,
said Diane flatly. "You quarreled
with him."
NO" Judy said carefully. "Not
exactly" ...
Diane pushed the pepper and
salt shakers around peevishly.
You're so blamed sunk in pitying
yourself because Dwight Camp
BELLS marrying somebody else,
you don't even notice Jack Ham
ley enough to quarrel with himH'
Judy sat very still. She had
known there was very little she
could hide from DANES shrewd
gaze, but she hadn't thought she
was as transparent as that.
Suddenly Diane stiffened.
"Lookw she whispered. "Over
therein that table right across
isn't that Marvel Hastings?"
Judy did not move her gaze at
once, but in a little while she let
her eyes turn in the direction
which Diane had indicated. And
there, sitting at the table across
from dark young man, was Mar
vel. Marvel in smart patent
leather hat that .shone against the
brightness of her hair; Marvel in
a sheer black dress, with a beauti-
full clip at her throat. And Marvel
was laughing into the mans eyes,
and her hand, on the table, was
close to his. He was bending for
ward. talking earnestly There
was coquetry in MarvePs glance,
and a poised, triumphant assur-
ance. ".'
, "Tbev',,e merely makinp liubt