The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1944-08-31
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there with nanQlu1 "a SAAVSA,
smiling.
care you really married?"
Odette asked because she simply
had to know. She was wrapping
up the socks and doing it badly.
"No."
Really" The brown was too
small, thought Odette suddenly.
She dragged the parcel open
again and stopped under the
counter to find some more.
Didn't I do it well?"
"Why did you do it. at all?"
Because I wanted to see if you
minded. Look here, you can't do
up a parcel any better than a
child of three" He laid his two
brown hands on hers and held
them imprisoned.
Somebody may come in"
"What do I care? Kiss me.
Quickly or I'll come round the
counter and then that will be a
scandal" John spoke with a
laugh but his eyes were not
laughing. At last his heart
sang the words at last it had
come. What he had always
dreamed of, the perfect thing.
The light that never was on sea
and land. God in heaven! He
drew back shaking as he felt her
lips trembling under his. 81 must
see you again. When?"
"Not today; I can't" Her eyes
hung on his as she stood there.
Tomorrow then"
wouldn't it be better ?"
Nothing could be better that
meant not seeing you. You shut
at about six, I suppose. I'll pick
you up here this evening and we
will 60 for a drive and have din
ner somewhere. Say yes, quick,
here's some old trout coming in
to buy darning cotton"
81 don't sell it," Odette burst
out laughing. The shop was full
of laughter, she could hear it. The
world was full of laughter: ugly
things didn't exist any more, nor
did hunger. Treachery didn't ex-
list either.
Tomorrow night then. Heav-
ems, I haven't paid" Shoveling
the silver out on the counter,
John laughter. "How much,
Miss?"
'Ten and sixpence."
Thanks very much. Good
day." Lifting his hat John went
out.
DR.. Warner was met by John
as he sauntered up the little gar
den path. She led him into her
little sitting room where he laid
down his hat and held out his
arms. "Only because you look so
unhappy" he said as he dropped
a gentle kiss on her head.
Hugh, who is Mr.. Wynter?"
Joan asked.
Can you keep, secret?"
"Of course I can"
well, think he must be in
the Secret Service" said Dr.
Warner slowly, because I have
been thinking it over and why
should a comparatively young
and perfectly fit man come down
here for a holiday?"
Secret Service! Heavens. how
madly exciting. Now I'll tell you
something, she said. ''Mr. Wynn
ter has fallen in love with Odette
Hannan!'
'What?" Looking down into the
delightful eyes of the woman he
loved, DR.. Warner wondered vag-
uely why he hadn't thought of
that before. Odette Hannah, of
course, Wynter had come down to
Battle Point to catch the girl out.
To get to the bottom of the sign
aling, for here undoubtedly was
signaling going on. In spite of
himself, DR.. Warner felt a pang
of pity. It would be torture to
have an attractive man like Wynn
ter make love to you simply with
the object of eventually handing
you over to a firing squad.
''No, Hugh" Joan began to ex-
plain. Yesterday, she said, Mr.
Wynter had said he was fright
fully sorry he wouldn't be in to
dinner but he was taking a young
lady out for a treat. 81 asked him
who and he said that it was the
young lady who kept a shop in
the village, a Miss Hannah. And
then I said that he hadn't vast
ed much time and he said that he
never did when he had set his
mind on thing. I told him that
I liked Odette awfully and that
people here didn't and suspected
her of all sorts of things which
always thought and said were
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