Evening star., 1941-07-03

| full OF charm.
II was just leaving" she muir
INJURED.
III drive you back to town." he
offered quickly. -
Thank you, but have my car"
She glanced at Mrs. Sinclair and
saw that the old woman approved
of her courteous but unenthusiastic
reply. Possibly she had feared that
the girl might succumb to Gregory's
charm, therby creating an awkward
situation. Without another glance
for either of them Nancy left the
room and went down to her car.
1t was almost 6 o'clock when she
parked in front of the house and
hurried in. Glare was waiting for
her at the top of the steps.
well, what happened?" she de-
manded. Are you going there to
work for Mrs. Sinclair"
Nancy ran up the stairs. "Yes,
Clare. I was lucky enough to get
the job. I have to 60 back at 8
this evening"
Then you're really going! I think
it's awful. Nancy. Did you meet
Gregory"
Nancy Tells News.
She followed Nancy into the bed
room and watched sulkily as her
sister began putting dresses into her
suitcase-not the stifiy starched
uniforms she had worn In training.
but crisp white dresses, tailored and
| tucked.
did you meet Gregory" Glare
repeated.
Nancy closed the suitcase with .
snap.
yes"
"Well?"
Hes good looking" she admitted.
Rather too much so for my taste !"
Clare laughed. He would be-"
Has dad come home yet, Clare?"
Don't ask me-" Clare returned
indifferently. Maybe he's down
in the library. He spends most Of
his time there"
Nancy went down and opened the
door Of the library quietly. Her
father was absorbed In reading, and
glanced up in surprise when her
arms dropped around his neck.
Nancy noted with . stab Of pity
that the volume dealt with South
Sea voyages.
Il have news! Close that book
at once and listen to me"
Andrew laughed apologetically.
"I've always wanted to make q trip
to the South Seas, but maybe I can
get just as much fun out OF read
ing about 1t. What's your news?"
The best! I'm going to work for
old Mrs. Sinclair at Fairfield Hall,
and the salary is $50 a week"
A Proper Decision.
Andrew looked startled. Fifty
dollars!" he repeated slowly. That's
fine, Nancy"
And that $50 is coming to you
every week, dad"
"oh, no. you can't do that" he
demonstrated.
She interrupted firmly. That s
exactly what I'm going to do. And
listen, dad. Why don't you make
mother and Claire stop running up
bills?"
Her father looked startled. Howl"
he asked simply.
Give them q certain amount
every week and cancel the charge
accounts"
I'm afraid that your mother
Naturally, she won't like it. but
wouldn't 1t be worth little row to
keep out of debit"
Nancy, I believe you're right"
he said suddenly. "Ill do 1t. I'll
cancel them tomorrow"
You'll do what?" Mrs. Duval had
entered in time to hear his last
words. She glared at him now. her
plump face registering surprised in
dignation. Andrew, what are you
talking about? Something Nancy
has put you up to, I'll bet!" she
cried, transferring her accusing gaze
to her daughter.
Just then the bell sounded for
dinner and Andrew escaped quick
ly. leaving his wife's questions uE-
answered. But Nancy exulted Sc
cretly as she watched him during
the meal that followed. He seemed
a different person from the tired,
beaten looking individual he had
been that morning at breakfast. The
thought of $50 a week extra had
put a new look into his eyes. Per-
hapS now he would stand up to
Adelaide and Clare and begin to
assert himself.
Before Nancy left for Fairfield
Hall that evening, she saw Glare
getting ready for her engagement
with Gregory. The ice-blue satin
was very becoming; Clare was really
beautiful in it.
"It's lovely, Glare. And it should
be-that dress represents half Of all
the money I was able to save at
st. Margaret's."
Don't 60 reminding me Of that"
her sister. cried pettishly. "I know
we are as poor as church mice, but
I'd like to forget it for one evening.
Nancy" If Clare had even felt any
gratitude for the money which en-
abled her to get the dress, that
feeling had swiftly evaporated.
Mr.. Duval was to drive Nancy out
to Fairfield, and on the way they
stopped at q drug store and had q
soda. Hank Barnes, the soda jerker.
was an old school friend of Nancy's.
Hello, Nancy. Back in town and
landed q job already, I hear" he
said, grinning.
How news does get around in
Mount Pleasant! l think I'm very
lucky, Hank
He leaned across the counter.