Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1941-01-17

rled millions.
Sonny was thrilled at the prospect
of her first airplane ride. 1t was a
gorgeous flight. They followed the
lakes to Albany, an dthe Hudson into
New York.
Near the end of their journey,
Sonny began to have misgivings.
She was afraid again. But she did
not tell Tom. Her first glimpse Of
New York, which was to play such
an important part in her life, was
through a golden haze of late after
noon.
well land over at the country
club. That's where we now keep our
ship" Kirk called to Tom.
When they landed, the Hollister
car was waiting for them. Nobody
was about, but Sonny caught a
glimpse of the club veranda, gay
with colored umbrellas, Long Island
Sound ripping beyond.
Much later they drove up wind
ing drive. "We're home, my pet!"
Tom said jubilantly.
Home. The great manor house
lay ahead of them in the early eve-
ming.
"You don't live in a house like
that, Toni" Sonny protested.
"Of course. I told you we had
money"
Kirk, watching the girl, felt sorry
for her again. She couldn't hold
Tom. No girl could.
81 can't live in a house like that,
Toni" the girl exclaimed.
"You don't have to. I'm not rich
fellow in my own name." Tom
thought her establishment amusing.
cts surprising how quickly you can
get used to money, though. Cheer
up! I'll show you what to do with
it,"
Sonny, in her desperation, turned
to Kirk. She could feel the under
standing in his eyes, as he opened
the car door.
"We1l help you, Leslie" he Of
fered.
Sonny was to remember the next
few hours forever after. A uniform
ed servant was waiting at the door.
welcome home, Sir" he said.
Tom pulled the old mans nous
tache and cried: "Isn't she beauty?"
Not until they were in the house
did Toms high spirits desert him.
Then he bolted, leaving Sonny with
Kirk.
Sonny stood in the dimly lighted
hall, saw with widening eyes the
great winding staircase, and felt the
heavy rugs under her feet. She
drew nearer to Kirk unconsciously.
Don't be afraid" he said kindly.
Sonny protested, 81 shouldn't be
here"
Kirk did not answer. Just then
Tom came back. II had to have a
good slug before facing Mother and
Dad"
Kinks eyes were grim as the three
went out on the terrace.
Mr.. and Mrs. HOLSTER were there
having cocktails. Tom went straight
to his mother and kissed her. Then
he said: "This is my wife, Mother.
Sonny this is my Dad"
Mrs. Hollister came forward. Son
ny had imagined Toms people as
old. This beautiful woman seemed
hardly more than 80. She was in
white and her blonde hair was beau
tifully swirled about her head. She
took Sonny's roughened hand, kissing
her coolly on the cheek.
Hollister shook hands with Son.
ny, eve must get acquainted, my
DEAR" he said in a voice so like
Kinks that Sonny liked him immed-
lately.
A sudden silence fell. They were
all uncomfortable. But Mrs. Hol-
lister was doing her best. "Take
Leslie to your suite, Tom. I've Sc
lected some of Carols clothes for her
tonight. Your luggage is still in the
trailer, assume"
"Good grill" Tom said, kissing his
mother again. you're a brick!"
Then he turned to Sonny. "Come
on, I'll show you the diggin's."
Dinners at eight, Tom. Don't
be late"
It was over. The awful meeting.
Sonny wanted to cry with relief, but
Tom swept her along the terrace to-
ward the Sound. "We've got more
than an hour" he said. Then he
called back: "Where's Carol?"
Dressing. She's going out to-
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