The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-02-17

Iish, after that swig Of straight
whiskey she took last night. Well,
you had to hand 1t to the old girl,
at least she swallowed it.
He would take his cue from her,
Il she spoke about 1t, he would
ask her how she felt, otherwise
not q word. Even he and his
father had avoided mentioning 1t
last evening.
Gee, it's good to have you
back, Katie" Dan breezed IN and
kissed his mother.
She was sitting up on q blue
satin chaise Tongue, set IN the
bay window Of her sitting room.
The pink taffeta window curtains
were half drawn to shut out the
gray, stormy day. A fire burned
cheerfully In the little gilt crate.
Mrs. Donovan drew her soft
pink wool bed-jacket more close
" about her shoulders. Tell me
frankly, Dan," she asked, was
I drunk last night?"
why, do you feel as If you had
been?"
She pat her hand to her head.
Eyes, I've got the worst hangover
in the world"
She reached out for his hand
you know I would never admit
this to your father for anything,
but you understand.
He squeezed her hand. "I'll
mix something to chase that morn
ng-after- feeling away" he said.
"No, don't CO." Her voice grew
even more affectionate. Danny
dear. Did I dream 1t, or did I
really see that awful picture of
you in the paper with that wretch
ed story about your love" she
stumbled over the word "for
some model"
"It was true, Mother" Dan ans
wered quietely
Mrs. Donovan looked at him
Nov, I know what made me
drink that glass Of whiskey.
didn't know what I was doing
The whole thing was such q
shock"
ooh, Mother, please don't" Dan
knelt beside her. you break my
heart when you talk like that" !.
She held up her hand. There,
we won't say anything more about
it. I won't ask you any questions
Well put the whole horrible in
cident behind us"
She set up and patted her pill
lows. Nov what kind of flow
ers are you going to get Lynda
for tonight"
He rose and drew a chair up
near the chaise tongue.
IT haven't decided. She's wear
ing a black satin with lots Of
frills. I think. Big puffy sleeves
bouffant skirt. I'll let the florist
work on that combination"
Mrs. Donovan looked at him
curiously, as Ling came in with
a breakfast table and placed II
between them.
1--WE never heard you describe
a dress SO accurately before. How
did you happen to know exactly
what Lynda was wearing?"
"Oh, I saw it at Varnet's. She
had a preview staged for me-"
Katie Donovan said nothing.
Dan walked into a flower shor
shortly before noon.
II want some flowers for a girl
who's going to wear a black satin
DRESS" he told the clerk.
Formal, take it,"
II suppose So"
MAY I ask if it's q large party
We might be supplying other ladies
with flowers and we wouldn't want
to duplicate"
Dan told him he thought it
would be rather big.
Mrs. William Martin, is CIV
ing it," he added, strolling about
the store. He liked flower shops.
A nosegay of tiny red rosebuds
with a heart of forget-me-knots
in the center, attracted him.
The clerk hurried forward
What about these yellow orchids,
sir. Expensive, but"
Fine, said Dan, absent-minded-
ly reaching in his pocket. "How
much?"
Thirty dollars sir. They're the
only three in New York. And to
whom shall I send them?"
"Of course the name does help
Miss Lynda Martin"
The clerk h0wad Extraordinarily