The Skyland post. [volume] (West Jefferson, N.C.) 193?-1988, 1946-02-07

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umn leaves except more loudly.
The other guests began to drop
in" Ann did not miss the fact that
a few of them-like the Harrel-
sons, for instance-eyed the plates
of little cakes, the thin bread and
butter sandwiches, the tiny hot
biscuits richly buttered and
spread with Martha's homemade
plum jam.
tt was almost five when And
rev, being very stiff and very
much the correct butterflies
been going to the movies again"
Ann told herself with secret
grin - stood in the doorway and
announced firmly:
''Miss Marven, and Mistuh Dris-
coll"
AS Sarah went forward gra-
ciously to greet them, Lyn bent
above Ann and said low, ''The
bossman?"
'Who else?" answered Ann in
the same tone.
"And I was going to nail his
hide to the fence-and he keeps
company with delectable bits like
that! Who the heck is she, any
way?" murmured Lyn, in happy
admiration.
Ann said CURLY, "The girl who
wants my job"
"Oho!" Lyn's eyebrows went
up. "Then if I help her get it,
and you get fired, you might be
desperate enough to marry me!
1 see I shall have to cultivate the
LADY,"
"Do-and I'll drop arsenic
weed killer out of Andrews tool
house into your next cup of tear
Ann told him through her teeth.
Lyn's eyebrows went up a little
and he laughed.
| ct couldn't be that you're jeal-
Gus, pet?"
But she was spared the necessi-
ty of an answer, for by now, Sa-
rah was bringing Tracy and LISA
over to the tea table and demand
ing refreshments for them.
LISA and Ann greeted each
other politely, if without warmth,
iLyn was presented and promptly
brought LISA a cup of fragrant
tea, which she eyed with no de-
light.
"Tea?" she murmured incredu-
lousy. "But I thought"
Lyn grinned. 81 know-but not
in this house! When Sarah in
vites you to tea, it's tea-not
Icocktails!"
"Just an old southern custom!'
said LISA, and regarded Lyn
with friendly, not to say admiring,
interest.
eve have great many of
them," said Lyn cheerfully.
Some are absolutely fascinating
shall 1 tell you about some of
them?"
ooh, Doctor-pray do" laugh
ed LISA, and Lyn promptly
steered her away from the tea
table and Ann watched them go,
without realizing that her express
sion had betrayed her.
Don't feel badly, Clayton"
said Tracy, very low. She'll re-
turn him, practically unframed"
Ann looked up at him sharply
and hated herself because her
face grew warm with color, but
her eyes flashed.
! There's no reason why she
should return Lyn Frazier to me,
unframed or otherwise. He's a
perfectly free agent" she said
CURLY. "Will you have tea-or
does the idea appall you, too?
I'm sorry but I'm afraid there's
no liquor-unless you'd care for
blackberry cordial?"
It was a week or two later that
Ann came into the office a little
late and friendly copy boy, pass
ing her in the aisle, muttered un-
der his breath, "Step on it, Miss
Clayton-the boss has been yell
ling his head off for you" =.
Tracy looked up at that mo-
ment and his voice was sharp.
Eli, Clayton, you're late!"
His eyes were cold and un-
friendly as she said hurriedly,
I'm sorry-I missed the bus"
wasn't Grandmother's cleo
trio available?" he asked and be-
fore he could be answered, he
rushed on, would Julie Barton
talk to your"
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