The Wilmington morning star., 1940-01-22
CHAPTER

= EHJ.E!.s.> 4~.L E<IL SS>+sN II IN
the drive and rushed into the houas
noleiIy, pulling the big coor u WITH
H. bang. Ghe IookeG into the empty
living rom and vent own the hah
n Encle Nark'z study waere MS
silver head waH hent oyer 4 book-
Ghe leaned arr the bark II h4
chair ana planted 4 kisa On the
croHn II II.
"Taat'g Yery nice." he rad. turn
ia1. bsaming IN her.
Il feel very nice" che tod him
am percned On the corner of his
defk.
And you look particularly nice.
Hare Il good rdeE'
Her fsce uas animated and ane
Ya1iated vitality.
"WonderfDI." ahe tod him. Il
went drwn ~ the telegraph Office.
Daryinn, I'm going aHay again"
Hug facs ahowed immediate dls-
appointment.
"Cnly Tar Il fer day.. I got 4
rather pathetic letter tram Ellen
Chapman aaying that the kios
would HE n hare me come back
eor the pIay and / sort u
thought" She toyed With the sp-
pointments IN his desk and let her
a~entence drift Ut into nothing.
Marz nodded hig head In aDpro-
Lation. ~"t.SaturaIIy you thought you
ouuht u ~ u gee wnat good work
you'd done"
"Rigat, al Usual" che said, be-
gtoNing another klgg on hiE cheek
this time ana got off the cssk-
"Eow. ID better zee Molly aboUi
packing a. baz for me-"
Small bagT' he called after her.
"Oh. very. I shall cnly gtay q day
Or two."
TT1r Z. Etay If only 4 Day or two,
Fablenns wag giving mare eztraor-
GInary confederation u the selection
Vi her wardrobe when Edna came
IN t. Ghort tine later ana vent 10
hsr roam.
"Cncle Marx tell you that Tn
running 10 ~ Eew YorkT' Fabienns
a2ked. She was frowning over q
black velvet frock.
"Hc diG, my dear. We miag you
~ when you RAVE ps, Fabienne."
The girl dropped the dresE and
came oYer " her aunt N Day her
check a2ainrt EGna'g for a moment.
She loved Uncle Mark and Aunt
Edna ~ much today. She loved
eyeryone toGay. Everything had
changed in the lat half nour. She
Wa1 filled With good hhmor that
Tiowed over into affection.
IA be right back e you won't
have time " mig me"
Edna Willoughby'g sweet face
ara sir IT Eheltcred ~fcrnininity hid
y wealthy wilton. She read more
in the animation and radiance OF
her niece than her legg aGtute hus-
band had. She Eaid, you may want
To .tay longer than you plan to.
TaGn't you bHtter take an extra
GrcHE or tWoZ AnG an evening dreFg,
LerhapG7 Youvc lotE If fricnda In
"ew York Who may tempt you 10
remain n little longer. And some
thing tells me that you'n want to
Iook your pfettjeEt."
An GrDreetion Ut surprise - or
Euilt-GrGffed Fabicnnc'E face. She
haid, "Goo.e. The only resHon I'm
going Is N g what the children
make Of ~themgclven."
"IE itT Edna asked quietly. "A
warm smile at tho corners Of her
mouth.
And to FEC Ellen" Fabienne
added.
What else could there possibly
bcl OF course. BIZ Mallory might
be at the play - most of the staff
turned up for such occagions-but
what was that to her? She had
been In love with the IDEA of Bill
very briefly, but she had put 81
that out Of her mind and 1t nc
longer existed. Pill Mallory was just
another man and tho world was rul
of them.
But she was saying suddenly ant
not OF her own volition. "Thcrt
might have been a. man, darling
but 1t WIS very short and Its very
much all over"
Edna got up and came to put hel
arms around the girl, forcing Ia
bicnne's eyes to meet her own II
the mirror they faced. She said
"Fabienne. l wouldn't presume t.
advise you In any matter unless yot
asked for advice. but Id like t,
tell you something"
"Yes," Fabienne said. waiting.
you've got a lot of Marks dual
tiles and few of Gcrtrude's. 70,
/. could love deeply and forever IL yo,
found the right person. [ den
think you'll make any mistake abou
that person when you find him. Blu
7 want you to look for things I,
live up to when you find that mar
That's the only kind Of a man tina
can make life complete for a woman
like you."
Fabienne said, "Nicky-"
Slowly her aunt shook her head.
Defiantly, Fabienne said, mick.
and l have a perfect companion
ship. I'd marry him tomorrow i
he'd make something Of himself"
do you mean that you want hin
to go to work."
Fabienne nodded.
II don't know about Nicky. II