The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1940-05-30
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Mrs. Leigh shifted.

Others were leaving and Jane
began to realize what a strain i
had been. She drew a sigh OF re-
left and then she heard shrill
furious voice in the back parlor
"He is too lunatic! I don't care
what you say, Tony Ryan. The
mans punch-drunk lunatlc,
Priscilla was saying. "And thai
Englishman's as phony as hi:
glass eye. The nerve Of you, hav
ing people like that at a party tt
which you invited me and my
friends!"
"They happen to be my friends
too," remarked Tony.
II thought I could marry you!
blazed Priscilla. Il thought
could overlook that you came
from Shanty Town. I didn't know
you intended to drag ShantJ
Town around after you. Maybe
you'd expect your wife to have
Mrs. Delaney to dinner along
with her paper sack"
my wife will never snub my
friends" observed Tony Ryan.
I'm through with you'll" criee
Priscilla.
"Yes?" murmured Tony.
"Come on" said Priscilla cross
ly to her mother. Don't stanc
there gaping like a nitwit."
They departed and Tony smiled
at Janet across the empty room
with a quizzical light in his blue
eyes. THAT'S that" he said. "NoW
we've both been Tilted"
I'm spite of what you may have
heard" she said in choked voice
II am not wearing my hear
away for Gordon Key or any 9th
er man."
Tony grinned. He had drawn
something out of his pocket. HI
kept idly juggling it back ane
forth in his hand.
"Love isn't that important,
continued Janet COMPRISING he
lips.
"You sound disillusioned."
81 ami" cried Janet with a lit
tie sob.
He tossed up the shining Object
in one hand and caught it in the
other. "You think LIES a matter
of dollars and cents?" he in
quired.
eyes," said Janet. "All that
glitters may not be gold, but it's
the only glitter that doesn't rut
off,"
I'm that case," murmured Tony
Ryan, maybe you'd like to mar,
ry me for my money"
She could not speak. She could
not even get her breath.
He smiled at her. "Catch," he
said.
He tossed the glittering -object
at her. Her hand closed on it in
voluntarily. 1t was superb dia-
mond magnificently set in plat
mum band with emeralds.
Give got a house." said Tony
Its nice house, but it needs
mistress. In a way, it's more your
house than anyone's"
She was staring at the ring, the
ring which he had bought fol
Priscilla before she walked Out
on him, or so Janet told herself
give heard of trial marriages,
said Tony Ryan. "Shall we have
try at being engaged?" He
grinned. ''It might come out
even." &,
"Why not?" she demanded, anc
slipped the diamond onto her fin.
ger.
Miss Helen Sanders and her ia.
Their arrived the next morning al
eleven-forty. Jim met the train
Helen, lovelier than ever in
sheer black travelling dress with
peach-colored accessories, flung
herself into his arms while her IA
Their stood about on one foot anc
then the other waiting for he1
raptures to subside.
Give got the old flivver here
said jim.
She squeezed his arm. eve
brought one of the cars and
chauffeur" A trim chauffeur II
lemon colored livery bobbed uE
apparently from nowhere ane
touched his cap to Mr.. Sanders.
"The limosene's waiting, sir
he said.
Jim gulped again and followed
meekly to where huge pale vel
low machine, having just beer
rolled out of the baggage car
stood glittering with chromium a
the side of the station. BY it were
several trunks, a pyramid of ira
yelling bags, a wooden-facec
Frenchwoman in a maids uni
form and the solemn bespectaclec
young man who was Give San