The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1944-02-03
CHAPTER WI


knew had stopped planning ma
ny of them, and were waiting
listlessly for someone or some
thing to give them, a definite
signal. Andy and can't be sure
we're right, but at least we've
moved forward to meet life, Can
dace reflected, listening to the
strong, steady beats of her nus
bands heart. She did not be-
lieve that the age exemption de-
pressed Andy. They had their
pattern, the design might be al
tered, but it could not be destroy
ed. Aloud she said gently, How
much money have we in the ba-
by's envelope, Papa?"
They counted it together-elgh-
ty dollars thriftily set aside since
they had begun to pool their sal
aries.
eve could save eight dollars
more a month, if it weren't for
Either" Candace sighed, "but l
suppose she needs the money,
too"
No hospitable minded people
begrudged a few friends a nights
lodging, Candace, putting away
clea nlinen few evenings later,
said. But what if they had linn
tied supply of sheets?
cts no trouble to do the wash
ing" she fibbed smoothly, "the
laundry in the basement is COM
pletely equipped, even to a man
gle. It's really fun to work in
such a light, dry place. Either
is positively fascinated by all the
machinery"
'T've found you washing twice
in the late afternoon with Zith-
err" Andy tabulated sternly.
'This Saturday and Sunday tav-
ern-keeping has got to stop"
With the Fits and the Waters.
away for week ends, Sarah DAT
fodil didn't care, Candace assured
him. "Mrs. Peppercorn and I do
extra washing every now and
then. We ought to buy more,
sheets, Andy"
1--WE ought to shut down on
making our living room tourist
cabin" he countered. "The next
time we're married, we won't buy
a couch that pulls out-that's
where we made our mistake"
Leila telephoned. She left
word with Sarah" Candace re-
ported to Andy one July night,
when, warm and tired, he reach
ed home half an hour late.
'This is Thursday. They know
they can't spent the night. Leila
may be able to sit up till three
in the morning and 60 to business
the next day, but we need our
sleep. And I will not double up
with Kurt on the couch when it's
as hot as this"
They might be able to get to
bed early, Candace offered none
too hopefully. Il can't head them
off-they're somewhere on the
road. Anyway, if it makes Leila
happy to sit around and talk to
us, we can't be mean"
Leila talked, as she did every
thing else, necessarily and tense
ly. Watching her that evening,
Andy wondered as he had before,
whether Kurt Hermann ever
opened his mouth on the long
motoring trips he and Leila took
together. The young German
was not unresponsive, he obvi-
ously listened with courteous in
terest, but he contributed almost
nothing to the general converse
ton. He had a delightful smile
and a slow, hesitant manner that
was rather engaging. None of
Leila's friends quite knew what
she saw in him, but they would
have said that of any man whom
she consistently dated.
, Two other couples, in addition
to Kurt and Leila, had dropped
in on their way home from the
movies. They had thoughtfully
brought a huge bag of prepared
food-cheese and hard rolls,
beer, cold cuts, ham, chicken, po-
tato salad, pickles and pretzels,
the usual random selection of
man let loose in the garden of the
delicatessen. Coles Arnold un-
abashedly confessed that it was
his ambition in life to run de
luxe delicatessen shop.
Leila put together a double
\ decker sandwich for Kurt, Patty
insisted on hunting up a wooden
spoon for the salad.
81 saw Dick Mason the other
night" Minnie Davis, who was
more than half-engaged to the