The Key West citizen. [volume] (Key West, Fla.) 1879-current, 1943-04-16
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-. a.By Wofkins {. WRIGHT -.

and Kathleen got into his car.
about the furniture, ] mean. I'll
probably come out in the truck
for it myself"
"If you do" Miss Camilla said,
come in the morning and stay to
noon-day dinner"
THAT" said Fred, "is a date"
Miss Camilla waved to- them
from a wisteria-draped front
gate.
Kathleen frowned.
If was a SIM and a shame, She
thought, for people to make light
of a persons ambition. But no
matter. She intended to go on
with her plans, no matter what
Joe. Uncle Frank, Fred, and Miss
Camilla thought-or said. And
she wasn't going to waste any
more time with Fred, either. First
thing Monday she was going to
have talk with Paul Pennen.
From now on he was the man she
was going to cultivate.
Cat got your tongue?" Fred
asked.
mo. just thinking" said Kath-
leen.
.About-acting?"
"Yes," said Kathleen.
II was afraid so" said Fred.
He sighed heavily-and headed
off toward Linville.
And Kathleen was right where
Joe was concerned. He was quite
capable of holding up his end of
the conversation. He was quite
able to find a place now and then,
wherein he could speak about
himself and his work.
He was doing itnow, as he and
Ruby were sitting upon a grassy
bank Of a brook, the remnants of
their picnic lunch scattered about
them. ~
And the only reason I hold on
to the newspaper job" he was
saying. is to keep the wolf from
the door. Otherwise. I'd drop
everything and devote all my time
to the play"
'That wouldn't be wise" said
Ruby. 81 think writing-for
time, anyway--should be an avo-
cation"
"Yes," said Joe, you're right.
But never mind, Joe," Ruby
went on. "Once you get something
over, you won't have to bother
about the old wolf at the door.
He'll be SO far from you. you'll
never, never find him."
"And you really think my play
might do?" said Joe.
at might, yes. The changes
we've discussed ought to help.
You must get to work on it right
away" Ruby sat up. lit a cigar
cite. ''If it reads at all like it
ought to, ] can send a copy to a
man / know in New York"
tempted
JOE moved closer. You're being
- awfully generous and kind,
Miss Howard" he said.
Call me Ruby" said the ac-
tress. Miss Howard sounds so
formal and cold.' She smiled one
of her very best smiles. after
all, a playwright and an actress
oughtn't to be so-er-remote."
mo-" said Joe, liking Ruby's
perfume-a perfume that did odd
things to his emotions. 'They
ought to be friends-at least"
Eyes" said Ruby, Eat least"
She patted Joe's hand where it
rested near her. ooh, / tell you
what let's do-let's go wading! l
haven't been wading since I was
little girl"
"Okay!" said Joe. II wish we'd
brought along our swim suits. We
could have had swim up at the
pond"
Joe kicked off his sport shoes,
took off his socks, and rolled his
Stacks up to his knees.
"All set?" he called.
"All sell" said Ruby.
Joe stepped into the water. He
held out his hand, and Ruby took
it.
They waded down the brook
for some distance, exclaiming
over some young trout that sour
ried away at their approach. gath
cred some smooth white pebbles.
A wave of sympathy for the
woman swept over Joe. For a mo-
ment he was tempted to take her
in his arms.
To be continued