The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-03-25
. SERIAL STORY
Sis A WEEK
By LOUISE HOLMES



may end in disappointment.
CHAPTER XIX
When Ann walked into the living
room even Florsbelle was speech
less. These girls. cheap in their
wants. tawdry in their ideas, for
just moment sensed something
beyond themselves. something
made up OF breeding and culture.
&C e" said Neddy.
Gee" came Teddy's echo.
Clara boasted. IT'S all written
up on the society page" She got
the paper. "See7 Athens Club
spring ball - Oh, Ann - I'd be
scared to DEATH wouldn't know
how to act" It was her admission
of inferiority.
Neddy scoffed, Swell folks act
just like we do at the taverns."
II was another admission.
Teddy opened her mouth TO re-
iterate, but Florabelle broke in
lazily.
These fraternity dances are all
right" she granted. Personally.
prefer a smaller party"
Myrtle came timidly from the
background. Can l touch IT,
Ann" she asked.
Ann held up the skirt for her
inspection. II got it cheap be-
cause the pattern goes hay-wire, !
she explained. pointing out the
discrepancy with difficulty
It's swell" Myrtle sighed. i
wish Bill could see you. He likes
pretty things"
Paul arrived and was greeted BY
the audience. He had eyes only
for Ann. He wore nicely tailored
tux, not double-breasted and mid
night blue, but most remarkable
He held the evening wrap and
Ann slid her arms into the wide
sleeves. She smiled her thank
to Florabelle.
The girls hung over the rail az
they descended. Myrtle had rush
ed on ahead to dust the stairs
They found her at the foot, rub
bling away industriously. Sh.
scampered to the back OF the
house, not answering when Ann
called, Good night, Myrtle"
Driving down town in a cab
with the radio humming softly
Ann said, II suppose it's becaus'
I'm unsophisticated that I feel ST
thrilled. But love it. l love tn.
feel of my dress, love for you I,
look like that. 1t makes me fee
precious, somehow"
He laughed understandingly
Even people like us have mo
ments, Ann. Because they are 8,
few we must make the most o
them"
She looked out at the myria,
lights. I'm going to make ever!
single minute count. Tonigh
must be more than tonight,
must be a lovely memory. VIII
knows, it may be my incest mem
ory."
Paul reached for her hand an,
thought better of IT. You're
funny youngster," he said.
Il guess we're two funnj
youngsters" she returned, "over
stepping our budgets, pretendin.
TO be what we are not, but il
fun, Paul-such lot of fun" Il
II Ann wanted memories. sh
made them that night. She stoo
out, a bewitching individual, anon
hundred girls. Her white an
gold slimness, the glory of he
hair, her expression of naive de
light drew eyes to her. She knew
the eyes followed her as she wen
through the lounge to the dress
ing room. She overheard mud
murs. WHO is she-who is thai
girl-whom did she come with :?
Ann would not have been huma
If the sdmiring eyes and the nun
murs had not added to her head
elation.
Girls in the dressing room eye
her gown approvingly. At tn
powder bar they talked to her a
II she were one of them. Whe
she returned to Paul he wa
laughing with a group Of youn
men. Ann had never seen him s
alive. For that little hour he wa
not a stock man in the 10-cen
store, he was a college man, fra
ternizing with his own kind. Sec
ing Ann, he held out his hand
her.
This is Ann Brown" he sal
naming the men in turn. 81
stood in the center Of the grou
like a white and gold lily again
the dark tuxedos. She made
right answers and the mascul
circle grew. At last she and p
drifted toward the dance floor
y wish I'd sent you an orc
Ann" he said. You and orcI
are in the same class"
That's a very pretty speech
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