Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1938-01-13
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out the brother and sister. They
were outlanders in the present stu
alton. She couldn't have told her
story before them, and she must
tell it quickly; that will must be
found. She wanted Lucette and Sam
to hear what she had to tell Mark
Trent and Jed Stewart; the sooner
they knew of the change in her for
tune, the better.
Mark Trent linked his arm in
Sans.
Don't wig-wag the let's-go signal
at the girls, maestro. Jed and I
| can't let you off yet. Come into the
library. Half the fun Of party is
talking it over. I told Kowa to
bring in some eats. l don't believe
| you Reyburns ate a mouthful of sup
per; you were too busy receiving
congratulations. I'm starving my
SELF
Sam grinned. i.
''Now that you call the matter to
my attention, I could toy with lit
tie food. Come on, Brooke"
Lucette was curled up against the
pillows in a corner of the library
couch hugging her knees, when
they entered. Stewart was backed
up to the mantel. The girls eyes
were brilliant, her cheeks were
pink, the voice in which she greeted
them was bumpy from excitement:
"Come in, folks, and hear Jed
tell me how good I was. He pre-
diets that ] would be an overnight
sensation on Broadway"
"Snap out of that idea and snap
out of it quick"
"Don't growl, Master Reyburn; he
has been handing bouquets to the
play too. / done you wrong, Sam
my, when I Grabbed about the last
minute changes you made in the
script; they were the high lights.
Where's Jerry?"
Mark Trent answered Lucette's
question.
'He and Daphne have gone home.
You put it all over the other women
in the cast of Islands Arise Lu-
cette."
'tShe was knockout and so was
the leading woman" Sam agreed,
"but, if you want to know who had
the New York producer eating out
of her hand, it was our little sister
Brooke. After she arrived-trust a
Reyburn to realize the dramatic
value of late entrance-I couldn't
pry him away from her; lucky I
got my option before she appeared.
What were you saying to him,
Brooke?"
''We talked theater fast and furi-
ously. 1t was a wonder that I
could think of anything but the near
escape the party had from hold
up"
Kowa entered with his quick cat
like tread. His eyes sparkled like
black diamonds as he set a Chinese
teapoy of red and gold lacquer be-
side each chair.
"Boy, I'm tired! I feel all in,"
Sam confessed.
cts reaction, and I'll bet you
haven't eaten for hours and hours
Mark Trent spoke to Kowa as he
returned with a laden tray.
"Serve Mr.. Sam first. Here you
are, maestro"
Sans grin was swift and a trif1e
sheepish.
"I'm all right, m'lad; slumped for
a minute, that's ALL,
"Don't apologize" Lucette MINI
licked.
"I'm not apologizing. I'm ex-
plain" Sam broke off with a grim
ace at his sister. Humorous, aren't
you, kiddo? Fuss over Brooke,
Mark, she needs it more than I.
What with bracing me every time
I got cold feet about Islands Arise
and getting dragged into the crime
wave, she's had hectic time since
she came to Lookout House to live
I'll take another shot at those rolls,
Kowa-I don't wonder she has de-
cided to trek back to the town apart
ment. What will we do with the
parrot when we 60, Brooke?"
Brookes felt her color rise in re-
spouse to the flash in Mark Trent's
eyes as they met hers reflected in
the great mirror. This was as good
an opening as any she could bring
about to tell the story of the paper
Henri had produced. She rose and
stood behind her chair.
eve won't have to consider the
parrot, Sam. Mr.. Micawber has
gone"
"Gone!" Sam and Lucette Choir
used.
"Did he make another getaway,
or has Henri kidnapped him?"
Neither, Sam. He's in his cage,
just heap of green feathers"
"Poor old duffer. He hasn't had
any pep since the night he took off
in hop for freedo1n. I liked that
bird. Something's always taking the
| Joy out of life"
"Cheerio, Master Reyburn, you
still have your option" Lucette re-
minded. "Why can't we move to
town tomorrow? No more commut-
ing What break! I suppose you'll