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ingful smile, she handed the transpar-
emit box to Janice.
"For you, darling" she said sweet
ly.
And before Janice or 10 could re-
cover she had gathered her billowine
skirt about her ankles and dashed
back to her own apartment. From a
tiny vase on the mantel she took the
little bunch Of forget-me-nots which
Bill had sent to the office at-at 2
o'clock, wasn't it? And she fasten.
ed them in her hair.
Orchids for Janice, she unused; for.
get-me-nots for Linda.
In her own apartment, where she
should have been except for her elab-
rate pretense, Linda thought again Of
Mickey. Bent upon kissing him good
night as he slept, she pushed through
the swinging door into the kitchen,
from which Mickey's room opened,
and was surprised to find the lights
ablaze. She was more surprised at
the scene which met her eye.
Mickey was not in bed. Clad in
pajamas and robe, he was sprawled
on the floor, beside long, solid body
which was prone on it's stomach. The
hands projecting from the long body
were drawing things on a piece of
paper, which held Mickey's rapt gaze.
Half doing in a corner rocker, her
hands in her lap, sat Mrs. Blauer.
At Linda's sharp exclamation, the
long body rolled overland the grin
ming face attached to it was Steve
Hubbard's.
"Hullo," said Steve. "Going out?"
Mother" Mickey enthused "Steve's
drawing for me. Pitchers"
pardon if I don't rise," Steve smil-
ed, "we're right in the midst of a
gingerbread house. It's very impor-
tant that we put walls on it before
the roof collapses."
Linda silently stepped over to them
and knelt to look at the art work.
"Look out, lady!" Steve said. "Don't
soil the hem of that pretty dress
This Summing is dangerous stuff"
Linda saw, on the paper, beauti-
full fairy castle, high on a hilltop,
backed by clouds, and woodsy scene
in which was set the unfinished GIN
gerbread house, with quaint haphaz-
ard roof and flagstone walks.
"Why," said Linda, they're love-
ly!"
Nothing at ALL" Steve laughed,
cts the Maxfield Parrish in me-"
Linda looked from the sketches to
Steve's hands. Funny she hadn't
noticed before how long and artistic
the fingers were -.
10 and Janice had argued against
it, but Linda insisted upon opening
the door herself, when DR.. Bill Blaine
rang the bell. "Keep him waiting,
chump," 10 had complained. Don't
throw yourself at him like a lasso."
But when Linda threw open the door
in answer to his ring, she was glad
she had done it.
"Hello, Linda" Bill smiled. whats
this? Don't tell me I've found a girl
who's ready on time!"
"Come in, Bill" she said. GIVE
been ready for a long time"
And to herself she added: "For to-
night"
Linda had thought that nothing
could stir her so much as that first
sight she had Of Bill Blaine, there,
perched dangerously atop the beam
across the elevator shaft on Titan
Tower, as he had been when he came
into her life.
But she had not reckoned upon this
Bill Blaine Of the impeccable dinner
coaA the white shirt front which
made his tan all the more pronounced;
this Bill whose serious eyes danced
with fun, whose miscreant blond hair
of the roof-top was now faultlessly
groomed.
AS he sat down, while she left to