The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1941-02-05

/ pletely out OF date. He wouldn I
approve. but
Thank you" she said, I'D like
to"
Then don't be 30 snooty about
It! I'll come for you. about nine. +"
Cinderella at the ball" she
said. trying to speak lightly. I've
never danced up there. you know. 3"
High time you did. Tell
me. what have you been doing
with yourself all these years 80
High school. Business course
In Leesourg. worked in Judge
Wade's office for a while. I think
III have a job in the bank after
the first of the year"
mo romance
None that matters" She glanced
at him from the corner of her eye.
As they came back toward the
house. Jan asked. What happened
TO your plane ?"
II had the boys cart IL out To the
west meadow. where Dad would
not see it right away. They're try
ing to fix the grass now. Hey.
speaking of planest" They brought
up abruptly and watched a small
red sirplane, sparkling in the sun,
circle uncertainty over their heads.
1T must be Jim Brownell! He's
trying to land. ! didn't know he
was going to fly down"
He can land In the meadow,
cant he:"
Yes. come on They headed
quickly toward the level. bare
green field. Peter gesturing fran
tically TO the pilot above them. He
sees me. Here he comes,"
The plane. a small two-seater,
settled down easily. Better than
l did last night" said Peter. jump
ing down from his horse and help
ing Jan. Hi, Jim. And Sandra!
How come ?''
Jan held back shyly, watching
Jim Brownell help a girl from the
plane. "Sandrs" must be Sandra
Paget. whom she had never seen.
But she could scarcely help know
ing all about this glamour girl
debutante of last year, whose pic
lures had appeared in magazines
and newspapers all over the coun-
try.
Peter WAS introducing them.
and Jan felt the other girl
looking at her curiously. San
dra was even prettier than her
pictures. Her dark, loosely
curled hair hung almost TO her
shoulders, under q cherry red
hat which matched precisely
her close-fitting suede jacket
and skirt.
Over her arm she held carelessly
a mink coat which she handed to
Peter. putting one hand in his with
little proprietary gesture, the
other in that of big Jim Brownell.
Jim taught me TO fly." Peter
was saying. You've heard me talk
about him. Jan"
He's teaching me, too smiled
Sandrs. Pm pretty good. aren't
I. Jim >" Unwillingly. Jan liked
her. Did you come down last
Ma -
Jan lives here" said Peter.
I'm the one who came down
last night" He explained, and
presently Jan went alone TO
Dover House. refusing TO 20
with them.
She was a little awed by them.
II was not easy TO become part of
their talk all at once. The people.
the places she didn't know
about them. Maybe ii was mis-
take TO try.
Rob made no objection 10 her
going to Fanis's party. He said
only, Don't let II put ideas into
your head. daughter. II won't hap
pen often"
She had a comparatively new
dress. a white one. She had little
use for evening dresses. but last
month Philip Carr and his sister.
Ellie. had asked her 10 party at
Three Oaks, and she had bought 1t
then.
Looliax Mt herself critically
as she dressed. she wished she
could somehow look more so
phisticzted. The softly sweep
ing dress made her demure,
defenseiessly Young.
But the look in Rob's eyes as she
came downstairs eomforted her. He
kissed her. an unusual demonstrs-
ton for him, and held her for q
moment before Peters knock an
nounced him
Peter left her Mt the door OF
the dressing room off the hall
at the big house. Mary, the
maid, whom she had known
since childhood. took her wrap
I'D exclaimed. why, AkoD