Henderson daily dispatch. (Henderson, N.C.) 1914-1995, 1940-02-02
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

AFTER CHOLLY had gone to
bed, she lay worrying because she
had allowed Dover Hayworth to
kiss her. 1t had seemed all right at
the time. Being of a naturally af-
fectionate nature, she did not look
upon kisses as seriously as Rom
any did.
To Ronany, of a deeply passion
ate disposition, they We're for some
one whom you loved and were seri-
ouSly interested in. Choily's Irish
temperament made of them some
thing that went with a friendship
as we'll as love. And she certainly
did like Dover Hayworth better
than any man she'd ever met, en-
cept Terry.
Terry. She turned over restlessly,
trying to put him out of her mind.
Where was he? Had the police
man led him out of the music store
to a patrol wagon? With a great
effort she forced herself to stop
worrying about it and to think of
Dover.
If, she told herself primly. she
hadn't let him kiss her, he might
not have been so insistent that she
take money from him. He had
seemed so sincerity worried about
the fact that he had so n oh and
she so little. however.
That's the way she would feel,
were their positions reversed. But
she had the very definite belief Il
poor girl could rot. under any cir
cumstaaces, accept money from a
rich man without obligati1g her
self to him dangerously and head
ing for sorrow.
The next morning RoNa"y was
still asleep when the press depart
ment of Interstate called. She
was amazed when Joe Telling told
her who he was. ana tat they
had decided she was 4 GCoJ a1C tCr
the Miss Telev;Sion title.
Interstate was going 10 get be-
hind her How quickly har Joy
would have faded and anger taken
its place if she had known of the
check Brent Nelson had written to
Telling for pictures and puhlicity!
He had done it partlr IN retaliation
to Nyra. whom he l7re" everyone
in the press department thought
had the best chance Of winning the
honor.
Romany was asked to bring a
striking street outfit, evening
gown. cocktail dress, evening wrap
and furs. Also a selection of hats.
Her hair she was to wear as she
had Worn it before, in long,
smooth page-boy bob. curling on
her shoulders.
Having received her eighteen
dollars for the Laurel Soap Flakes
broadcast that morning, Romany
took a cab down town with her two
bags and a hat box. She WINGED
when she thought how sunk she
would be without Aunt Cissie's
wardrobe. If they knew the truth
about her financial state!
The photographer was in the In
terstate building. Romany had
posed for three hours when Brent
showed up with Hal Trotter. She
was ready to drop with fatigue.
Let the poor girl relax" Brent
took matters into his own hands
when hsa saw she weaved with
WEAKNESS trying to stand up in
one of Aunt Cissie's most stunning
Partisan creations for the tenth
time.
The photographer took one more
before he called it day.
she's a knockout" Trotter told
Brent when Romany went back to
undress. Boy, can she wear
clothesw
"She has = million dollars
worth Of 'em," Brent Dragged,
swelling with pride in his protege.
It wasn't . until Romany was
dressed and replenishing her make
up that she remembered she'd had
date to swim with Bax. Franti-
cally she ran to phone and tried
to get him. But he was out. She
didn't know that Cholly had re-
membered to call BaX and explain