Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1939-07-27

| "Send her the bag with the money
| and the checkbook, and let Badly
take out lot of things. She gave
him a list; there's everything from
toilet water to talcum."
Suppose I refuse to send them?"
"You can, of course. But you
won't, will your"
mo, l suppose not. / shan't CO.
cree her. But it's rather a strange
thing for her to be willing to trust
all this to your brother. She has
seen him only once"
WELL" said Jane, with some spir-
it, you've seen Badly only once,
and wouldn't you trust him?"
She flung the challenge at him,
and quite surprisingly he found him.
self saying, eyes, would"
"Well," said Jane, "of course"
He leaned back in his chair and
looked at her. Again he was aware
of quickened emotions. She revived
half-forgotten ardors. Gave him
back his youth. She used none of
the cut and dried methods of sophis-
tication. She was fearless, absolute
ly alive, and in spite of her cheap
gray suit, altogether lovely.
So it was with an air of almost
romantic challenge that he said,
'What would you adviser"
"I'd let her alone, like little b.
Peep. She'll come home before you
know it, Mr.. Towne."
81 wish that could think it-how-
ever, it's a great comfort to know
that she's safe. / shall give it out
that she is visiting friends, and that
I've heard from her. And now,
about the things she wants. 1t seems
absolutely silly to send them"
~ don't think it's silly"
'Why not?"
'Oh, clothes make such a lot of
difference to a woman. I can alb
solutely change my feelings by
changing my frock.'
She rose. "I'll leave the list with
you and you can telephone Badly
when to come for them"
Don't 60. l want to talk to you"
''But you're busy"
"Not unless I want to be-
"But I am. ! have to 60 to mar
ket-'
Briggs can take you over. III
call up the garage"
briggs! Can you imagine Briggs
driving through the streets of Wash.
ington with pound of sausage and
three-rib roast?"
do you mean that you are go
ing to take your parcels back with
your"
eyes. There aren't any deliveries
in Sherwood
He hesitated for a moment, then
touched her shoulder lightly with
his forefinger. Look here. Let
Briggs take you to market, then
come back here, and We'll run up to
the house, get the things for lunch
at Chevy Chase, and put you down,
sausages, bags and all, at your own
door in Sherwood"
Really" She was all shining ra-
dance.
Really. You'll do it then? Sit
down moment while I call up
Briggs"
lac SoACo IAS garage ana turueO
again to Jane. ''I'll dictate some
important letters, and be ready for
you when you get back"
So Jane went through the fine old
market, with it's long aisles brilliant
with the bounty of field and garden,
river, and bay and sea. There were
red meats and red tomatoes and
red apples, oranges that were yell
low, and pumpkins deeper orange.
There were shrimps that were pink,
and red-snappers a deeper rose.
There was the gold of butter and the
gold of honey-the green of spin
ach, the green of olives and the
green of pickles in bowls of brine,
there was the brown of potatoes
overf1oWing in burlap bags, and the
brown of bread baked to crustiness
the brown of the plumage of dead
ducks-the white of onions and the
white of roses.
ITO BE CONTINUED)