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CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX


FOUR BIG town cars rolled up in
quick succession before st. Thomas
church and the bridal party hur-
riedly left while police held curious
sidewalk crowds back from the vel
vet ropes
Ellen Chapman and Bill Mallory
were among the first to follow ana
stood waiting for the. last of the
bridal party to enter the waiting
motor.
Fabienne, long white robe over
her blue organza gown, passed
down the steps on the arm of her
Uncle Mark and got into the car.
Ellen said, Come on, Bill. You
can have q long look at her at the
house BY the way, did you LOOK
at the bride at all %
WAS it as bad as that" he
asked, giving her a shame-faced
sidelOng look.
"Obvious, you mean she an
sWered, getting into the cab that
was to take them to the reception
at Gertrude de Ligne's apartment.
She stole a worried glance at
him. He looked so happy! For
little while during tn winter
weeks. she had thought that F'a-
bienne was attracted to Bill. And,
too, during the time that she was
i'll. she had been dependent on him.
Ellen had deliberately stayed away,
giving them time to be alone with
each other. But suddenly Fabienne
had changed.
Well, she thought, Fabienne had
an environment that was not easy
to break away from. Reared in the
lap Of luxury, it was not unlikely
that she was afraid to fall in love
out of her own circle. Or, again,
perhaps it was only the brief story
of the patient-physician relation
ship, pleasant, dependent and over
when that dependence was over.
And there was Nicky. Perhaps,
after all, F'abienne was in love with
Nicky and reluctant to admit it.
She had seen Nicky at the we'd
ding-remembering him from the
one time she had seen him that
first day with Fabienne at the set
Element hOuse-and he looked very
handsome. Not big and rugged like
Bill, but delicately boned, aristo
cratic and a trifle sad The kind of
man Ellen liked.
Nicky and Fablenne belonged to
the same background. She and Bill
were outsiders She'd never let
herself fall in love with a man like
Nicky But men never felt the
things a girl did and she feared for
Bill.
Her thoughts ran a swift, trou
bled current during the drive down
Fifth avenue and across Twenty
second street.
Does my nose need powdering ?"
Bill asked humorously at the door,
which was Immediately opened by
a butler.
mo, but I wish I'd hired a CO.'S
tune" Ellen whispered, looking
about at the crush Of handsomely
goWned women. She rather wished
they hadn't some, but Dick had
dropped in to thank her and Bill for
what they'd done to Fabienne and
been most inoistent about them ap-
pearing. AnG now here they were
with not a familiar face in sight.
Then she saw Nicky, and Nicky
was coming toward them.
Hello" he said, holding out his
hand to her. y expect you don't
know me, but l remember you. I'm
Nicky Bartlett, friend of the fam
lily. You're Miss Chapman, aren't
you? l saw you one day when l
drove Fab down to Willoughby
house."
Pink brushed Ellen's cheeks be-
cause he said he remembered her.
And Ellen was very pretty when
that pinkness came into her face.
She said shyly, Il do remember
you of course"
She turned to introduce Bill.
Bill had turned along with the