The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-10-20
E0R The LOVE OF PAM
by WIEN GREY .=z.
1Y WHEN GREY :

@~@sA@ IdSAGk girl ana kI@u
after an instant: what funny
tracks, Oh. they're those rubber
soies from the dime store. How
funnyl"
Pam felt her face flush. She re-
alized that her footprints on the
sidewalk had revealed one OF her
little economies. She had on the
sensible low-heeled shoes that
she always walked the uneven
streets Of Key West IN. and they
were the ones that Juan had re-
soled for her. using materials
from the ten-cent store.
Economy was no disgrace, she
tried 70 tell herself as she walked
on But somehow Lenore and her
gay crowd made all of those old
standards and principles, which
mad seemed SO fine and worth
while, whips that cut cruelty into
her pride and flushed her face
with 4 humiliation she was actu-
ally ashamed of.
Pam felt that she couldn't 90
nome and face her work and the
familiar things The familiar
things somehow seemed to be
falling her. Everything had gone
topSy-turvy. Even the town was
that way. It had all gone a little
mad since fall.
And yet on the surface there
was little visible change. Pam felt
that her life was like that. Tur-
mol had suddenly boiled I'D in
It, without much meaning. but
deeply disturbing. And vet on
the surface, she was going on liv-
ing as she always had.
She strolled to the yacht basin,
hoping to forget what had been
happening, get back TO normal
again. But the Winthrope Yacht
was there. II was apparent that
It was being made ready for
something. Pam wondere d
vaguely il it was for sailing. and
felt her heart start uncomfoTt-
ably u
If the Winthrope yacht sailed.
that meant Jerry, too. would sail
70 some other port. She saw the
WInthrope car come up and park:
then saw Jerry's mother get out
and 20 to the yacht. Mrs. VIM
thrope was still on the yacht
when Pam finally turned toward
home.
Jerry's Letter
JERRY, his pride deeply hurt
- walked back to the hotel, Blaze
at his heels. Pam hadn't even
given him chance to apologize
Tor having made her the subject
OF bet. The thing had been en-
tered into so lightly that day on
the beach that he'd hadn't rea-
llzed II might be humiliating to
Pam. He had gone to see her with
every intention of sQuaring that.
no matter how he must humble
himself. And she had not given
him a chance.
Little spitfre," he thought. the
faintest shadow of a grin lifting
the corners Of his mouth. He
couldn't remember ever having
been so wrought-up before. Prob
ably because life, heretofore. had
always turned a smiling face TO
him. He did not know what any
sort of denial was.
Then il came to. him with a
start that he had an envelope in
his pocket he had not opened. If
was Freda's note. There in her
big. graceful scrawl were the
words that released him. He was
stunned with the suddenness of
the thing, and the queer twist of
fate that had kept him from
opening the note before he saw
Pam. If he had known what
treda'S message was, he could
have given Pam proof that his in
tentions were honorable. That he
wasn't as much of a playboy as
she seemed to think.
Jerry had an impulse to rush
back to Pam. But his anger, still
alive, crushed that. He went on
into the hotel. There were letters
for him. Among them, one from
May Frisbee. After a sketchy
reading that really grasped little
OF what she had written, he tore
1t into small pieces and dropped
1t into a wastebasket.
But Jerry couldn't refrain long
from trying to see Pam. He tele-
phoned her house, only to find
she was out.
Next day she was away on an
all-day picnic with friends. Mean
while. 'Lenore Winthrope had dis
covered that days had earlyf
mornings. After that those MORN
ings were lovely. aI4f
Vim Barolli, with his deep
seated love of the beautiful, had
taught her that. Lenore would
slip out of The hotel in the early
morning and meet, Vim at Rest
Beach. They wouh sit on the
steps OF cabana and watch the
sun rise and turn the water first
to pale rose, then to living. NOV
ing gold, and finally to the vivid
blues and green's of day.
1t was on morning that they
sat there, talking earnestly, that
Pam awoke early, got her bicycle,
and decided to ride to the beach
to be there alone in the quiet
beauty of dawn.
The cabana near the white OLE
ander was her favorite place. She
loved the fragrance of the flow
ers when they were in bloom. She
leaned her wheel against the back
OF the building, the walked
around to the water side. Two
people, absorbed in each other,
started apart. IGNORES face was
flushed as she looked at Pam, but
her eyes chilled swiftly.
go away, beach grill" she said
sharply. we don't need any spies
around here"
To be continued pcs