The Wilmington morning star., 1940-02-18
BY HELEN WORDEN
CAST OF CHARACTERS

of a rich Irishman, in love with
Marie.
TOMMY RYAN - leader Of the
truckers fighting Marie's father.
LYNDA .MARTIN-society debu-
tante, wants to marry Dan.
BAPTISTE LA PORTE-Marie's
father. owner of a fleet of barges.
Yesterday: Dan determines to go
through with his engagement to
Lynda for his mothers sake. He
buys Lynda orchids. But a little
nosegay of roses reminds him OF
Marie. He bumps into a girl in the
storm. 1t is Marie.
CHAPTER XIII
Mrs. William Martin had asked
Katie Donovan to meet her at the
Colony at l..
There are so many things l
want to talk ove with you, my
DEAR" she told Katie. I'VE won't
have a chance tonight. I'm ter
ribly glad you're back"
DOl1oSol Woo ~
the intimate note in the phone call.
She felt as if she had already been
admitted to the Martin family cir
Gle. She knew from past snubs that
it wasn't easy to crash.
With great care she dressed for
into three different costumes be-
fore she settled on her black crepe
and black Persian lamb coat. In
stinctively, she knew they toned
her down. Instead Of her diamond
bracelets she wore pearls. If Mike
had seen her he would probably
have asked where the funeral was,
especially when she fitted on that
queer peaked black hat with the
long veil. But then, she knew it
was smart, hadn't she paid $50 for
it at Varnet's?
You couldn't make a mistake
with Varnet's clothes. He dressed
everybody in society. A Varnet
custom-made was like a court uni
form. 1t got you by in the right
places.
A c%hattering lot Of ~fashionably
dressed women were already jam
ming the lounge when Mrs. Dono-
van walked in a few minutes be-
fore 1. Mrs. Martin had not yet
arrived.
But Katie didn't mind waiting
She liked to watch the people
many of whom she recognized from
their pictures in the papers. Mrs
Birdie Matson was beginning tt
show the wear and tear Of five
husbands, she thought, surrepti.
:, tiously studying the flamboyant
l woman sitting beside her. Across
} from them was Mrs. Matson's frs
} husband. He waved good-naturedly
to his former wife. Jean, the owner
of the Colony, nodded affably a
Mrs. Donovan.
l We've missed you," he said.
Eyes, I've been South,' kati'
: answered, pleased to be noticed b!
Jean and yet careful of over-fa'
miliarity. IT came back on tn
t boat she added.
S In her heart, Katie knew tina
Jean knew the social standing O
the Donovans was not so ecure a:
their finances. But today sh'
thought he would be more impress
ed. To be zen publicly with Mrs
William Martin sent ones socia
stock soaring.
A stir at the door, heralded Mrs
= Martins arrival. Wherever she ap
= peared, there was always a com
y motion. Her dress, her n ant
: her voice, commanded attention.
u "My dear Mrs. Donovan" sh
l. cried, bearing down under full sal
d on Katie.
She was dressed today in heav.
black satin with a great deal o
jet cleaning at the throat and he
mink coat and a mink hat made
her look like a Russian general
Those waiting in the lounge looked
pleasantly self = conscious as sh'
passed, glad to be at the Colony or
the day she was lunching there.
I'VE have your same table, Mrs
Martini Jean nodded. then signal
ed to a waiter. Madame is. sitting
in the front, the one marked re-
served"
He directed the small ~cavalcade
of walters, busboys and attendants
to draw the chairs back, fill the
glasses with ice and put a special
bouquet of spring flowers on the
table.
"Well order and then talk
Mrs. Martin said, accepting the
homage. She sat opposite Katie
nodding to this and that person
holding up her %lorgnette the better
to identify those about her.
"There's Mrs. Morgan" she MUIR
INJURED, bowling to an extra-ordi-
narily thin old lady whose wrink-
led parchment throat was held in
place by a black velvet band.
TIN expecting you at my party
tonight" she called.
Mrs. Morgan nodded, the plumes
swaying on her Queen Mary tur-
ban. I'm looking forward to il
with great pleasure. I hear your
beautiful niece is the inspiration.
By the time Mrs. Martin had
spoken to the different people
around her, it developed that prac-
tically everybody in the restaurant
would be at the party. The Robil-
lards, the Jameses, the Kissans and
the Leonard Finches were all COM
ing.
Mrs. Martin fixed her lorgnette