The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1939-09-14

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explanatorily.
Cecily felt that she was being
definitely dismissed.
will you come to my next par
tyr" she said.
II shall be in and out of your life,
Cecily," he said.
you are!" she said.
But he didn't hear her because,
when she said it, it was late and
she was alone under the stars that
seemed to touch the tops of the
Spruces, suspended as they were
against the black velvet curtain of
the night.
Supper Parties
DHILTP came back to Darelea.
Olivia sprained her ankle and
took to her couch. A young Span
ish couple - Helene and Manuel
Fernandez - came up from New
York.
Philip read to Olivia. played
cribbage with her and became "my
dear boy"
He played bridge with Olivia
and her guests and lost cheerfully
: ,::;:'2ry night.
! When the little party went TO
! ia beach daily, it was Philip
whose strong arm supporte d
Olivia, Philip who arranged her
pillows and beach chair.
Cecily put off telling the truth
to Olivia.
Laura, blooming under her own
slow romance, encouraged Cecily
not to speak. ~
st can't accomplish any good
right now. Cecily. And when the
summer is oyer it will be easier.
After all, your little lie really
brought happiness to some people
and maybe he is just enjoying him.
self. You know lots of writer's are
self-made and haven't any back
ground of pleasant home-1ife. Per-
haps that's what this means to
him"
well, if he likes toting and car
rying, which is what this touch of
home-life seems to be, far be it
from me to destroy his little holt
day. But it does bother me that I'm
responsible"
Responsible for what? For
bringing a little gayety to a few
people? Nonsense! Besides, he isn't
the type to murder you in your
beds or make off with the family
jewels.
Cecily laughed. 81 hadn't given
it thought. Besides. Aunt Olivia's
jewels are carefully locked up in
the safe. She never wears them ex-
cept for the concert"
"Oh, That reminds me-" Laura
broke in. why wouldn't it be a
good idea to get Philip to auto
graph a few copies of his book?
There are twelve new people stay
ing at the inn who'd be prospects
and we have those extra copies OF
Ride the Rainbow"
Laura, that's sheer inspiration!
I'll ask him tonight. That's grand
idea"
1T was Dona!d's." Laura said
proudly.
$50 it's Donald now, is it?
Hows the fine romance coming
alon2?"
Laura colored delicately. "Ceci-
ly, it isn't romance! He happened
to come by the other night when
was working late and he walked
home with me. That's all"
"He certainly is a jealous pur-
suer," Cecily said, laughing.
You've got romance on your
mind"
Cecily stopped laughing. What
in the world had she done to give
Laura that idea?
Could Laura have noticed that
she sprang up every time the door.
bell tinkled? Had Laura noted that
she spent her whole day in the
shop these days? That whenever
she heard the beat of horses hoofs
in the street she went to the Win
dow hopefully? Had Laura seer
how hopefully her days began and
how silently they ended?
Could Laura have guessed that
she waited each day for someone
who didn't come?
If I'm getting to look like love.
sick little fool, that's going to end
she decided firmly.
In a very businesslike way, she
got out her account books and
| frowned over them for the better
part of an hour.
Then she said. "I've got another
idea for making money. What do
you think of having supper parties
on Thursday nights?"
"And go broke?" Laura contrib
uted.
mo. we'll run it on a paying
basis. Each week the menu viii
change. Most of the cottagers lei
their hired girls off on Thursdays
and we ought to get a regular
trade. You know how easy it was
to give our big party. Now this is
my idea"
Laura got out her pencil and
paper and waited.
'There'n only be about four
more Thursdays in the season any.
way and we can change the menu
each week. One week we could
serve Italian spaghetti, green salad
and cheese. The next week, we
could have cold roast chicken
scalloped corn pudding, a jellied
salad and ice cream. Then we could
have thick fish chowder, Drowned
corn-beef hash and raspberries and
clotted cream. The next week !"
What, no caviarl No cream Of
mushroom soup, no :"
I'm serious about it. Laura"
Continued tomorrow.