The Wilmington morning star., 1940-03-10
. SERIAL STORY
WEEK
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kept step, jostled by the Fastening
home seekers.
II want a chance to apologize
he said.
For what?"
For Saturday night"
"Listen-I went to that party, it's
my w fault if I didn't like it.
They stopped at Wabash for the
lights to change and she looked into
his handsome, reckless face. "There
is one thing that I'm curious about u
she said slowly. what were YOU
doing in that crowd? You were al
most as out of place as l."
ooh, I don't know. I go hither and
yon in search of adventure. I'm al
ways looking for it. If nothing turns
up by 6:45 in the evening 1 go out
and break something loose. Clancy
Is my fathers representative in Oma,
ha and a darn good business man.
Jake is n of our best customers
1 just drifted into the party fol
something better to do"
Sounds like a stupid way to live
"On the contrary, it's fascinating
If you march face forward along
the straight and narrow, fate hasn't
a chance at you. I believe in mean
dering along forbidden paths. It's
astonishing, the things I turn up
you didn't do well Saturday
night"
who says I didn't? Saturday
night will stand out in my memory
for many a day."
There's the green light. I really
must go, Steve"
mo dinner?"
"Plenty of dinner out on Murray
street."
cars changed their bells, horns toot-
ed, pedestrians scurried. Ann called
"Goodby," and ran up the Ell stairs
Waiting for the train, Paul Hayden
joined her on the platform. He tip.
ped his hat, not smiling.
Hello, Paul." she smiled. isn't
it a lovely EVENING""
Very" he said shortly.
aren't you early I thought you
didn't leave the store until 5:30?"
Il had an Grand" He did not
add that he had gone to meet Ann,
only to find steve there before him.
Having listened to Clara's graphic
description of the Saturday night
party, and having seen numerous
newspaper pictures of Steve Clay
bourne, he'd had no difficulty ir
recognizing him.
The train rushed into the station
and they went together into a crowd
ed car. Fl. ing straps, they hung
on. Paul said nothing. When the
train jerked, he steadied Ann with
a hand on her elbow. She felt a re
straint about him and glanced sew
eral times at his sober face.
Everything all right?" she asked
at last.
Fine"
1--WE had a nice time the other
evening, didn't we?" She tried vail
antly to break through to him.
do you mean Saturday night?'
"Oh, that News certainly gets
around, doesn't it?"
cit must have been quite a brawl.'
ut certainly was"
II see there was a hangover in
the person of Mr.. Steve Claybourne.'
She darted another glance at him
Steve wasn't so bad," she said.
That's what I thought. There's
more than n way of pulling your
self to a higher level"
Ann did not like his tone. She
said, with spirit, 1T isn't my fault
if [ happened to meet him"
certainly not and it may be tt
your advantage if you play YOU
| cards right-and I think you Will
Are you deliberately trying to be
nasty, Paul."
She felt hurt and bewi1dered. She
couldn't know of the impression left
by Clara's remarks. And she coulo
not know that Paul was bitterly dis
appointed and confused as to the
reason for his disappointment.
He did not answer and they
hurtled onward in silence. AS the
train neared Paul's station, Ann
raised her eyes. She had no idea Of
the effectiveness Of her upward
glance. Her lashes were remarkable
long and curling and gold tipped
Paul, who had been gazing somper
Nv at her averted face, started wher
she looked up.
"Frierds?" she asked.
Eyes" he nodded gravely.
"Then-must we have mlsunder
standings?" She was so in earnes
that he smiled for the first TIME
Paul's smile was one of the nlcesI
things about him. It began VIII
his eyes and ended in a flash O.
white teeth.
81 wasn't sure you wanted TO Ok
friends" he said.
ooh. yes," she breathed.
The train was slowing. Paul SAL
Lets walk in the park tonight ane
smell the spring"
"AH right" she laughed. Ann lean.
ed down to catch n more glimpse
of him as he strobe across the Plat
form. She was only half aware tha
her blood sang deliciously.
ITO Be Continued
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