The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1941-06-11
BY MARGARET VTDDEMEE

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the glass where yellow acacia
and tall bright gladioi made
fine if inexpensive show.
She could see Ris. sleek and
dark and quick as ever, darling
about at his work. She had al
most gone in when she remem-
bered that she couldn't.
Caroline had said in so many
words that she and Aristides
were in love; were planning on
the money to be extracted from
Martin. So had the man and girl
on the ship. Shell go back to
some original dreams man. For
Molly's and Aristides and her
own sake that was out.
Martin had seen to it that she
gave Molly a check as a matter
of course. He had seemed to sup
pose as a matter of course, also,
that Aunt Louise, at her school
teaching in Colorado, would ex-
pect and take money.
Eileen was fiercely glad, there
in the raw evening, that Aunt
Louise had, with frank surprise,
refused it. But that refusal meant
that she could no more go home
than before. For the present she
must even stay away from Molly
Flanagan. That would be the first
place Caroline's and Martins law
yers would think of. They would
feel that, hooked up again with
Molly and Aristides, she was the
gold digger everybody thought
her.
Whereas she had only been q
desperate, romantic little fool. She
was yet, when she thought about
Martin Dane. She moved slowly
away in the dusk, an outcast--
an outsider-as regards both her
worlds.
La stories, BIZ Grant, who had
dashed off to Spain, because he'd
been in love with he, would sud-
denly appear and take over. But
Bill Grant was in Spain. And if
he started up on the pavement
this minute she couldn't do any,
thing about it, never having had
the slightest interest in Bill Grant
beyond a mild liking. She
She wouldn't take a chance on
the Jordan Estill thing happening
again.
Delevan Again
CHE finally found a temporary
y room at the Y.W.C.A.
Waking next day, miserable
with a horrible dry-eyed misery,
she yet had clear plan in her
mind. There was one place where
she could and would go.
It took Ellen Barnett, even
when she had said she had a
message from Mrs. Martin Dane,
a long time to fight through the
tangle of careful secretarial bar
riers which protected Lewis Dele
van from unforeseen callers.
The important Mr.. DelevGn Of
the Willesdon Institute, it was
borne in on her, differed from
the man who danced worse than
any Of the Adirondack house
party, whom she had fought al
most contemptuously over Mar
tin. Yet Who--this was her safe
guard--who would be glad to
hide her whereabouts. and her
doings from Martin to the end
of time.
Finally she was in a straight
backed chair. with light pouring
down on her from a great Office
window in a small ascetically
bare room. Lewis faced her from
behind his desk. His dark rugged
face was blank and unfriendly,
after its flash of surprise. All
right. Open instead of secret un-
friendliness was a relief.
What can l do for you, Mrs.
Dane?" he asked stiffly.
What you promised before
married Martin. / want a job"
I'm sorry if cafe-society has
palled; but the institute has q
principle against society volun-
teers."
MY marriage is washed up.
want paid job. She hurried on
before he could refuse again.
You were right about my being
a fool TO want to marry him. He
did it the same way he brought
home two snow leopards once.
The way he took in a tramp
once. Just wanted to see what.
gold digger was like close to.
| won't take a cent from him.
I've written him so over my sig
nature. Caroline's down there.
he spilled il all to her. was Just
a slight break in their lifelong
engagement. Mr.. Delevan, you
hate me as much as you do Caro-
line, but you have a stake in
getting me a job here under an
other name, freeing Martin from
me quietly. Find me work. Ham
die the divorce without telling
Martin where | am"
Lewis was around the desk, his
deep magnetic voice suddenly
warm.
Eileen, I do believe in you
nowl 1 always knew you could
be this sort at bottom. never
hated you. I'll help you, guide
you, show you how to help 9th
ers." He stood over her, tall and
rugged, taking both her hands.
She left the Office, to return
next day. with Lewis Delevan's
deep voice ringing hearteningIy
in her ears. You're going 10
have a new life. worthwhile
life, fun of big things. not little
personal ones.
AS she stared at the bright sub
way cards sitting wedged be-
tween a fist Negro woman and
a long bearded old man in sweat
smelling clothes. she suddenly
wanted the little personal things