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tsill's answer. And then she fcunf
erself wondering if Bill really be
leyed Staples innocent. Il he
didn't, how could he put hlmsel
so into defending him?
The trial threatened to drag Out
for some weeks. In its SECOND
week Diane stopped reading aboui
lit. It became tiresome to follow,
with its question and answer and
the objections made to the court
first by the Prosecuting Attorney
and then by Bill, every tune a
witness said anything; the court
ad~journing just when the testl-
mony seemed to be getting some
where. She did not read any more
of Rufus editorials. Every morn
ing she despatched her marketing
it was routine now-and dressed
again to drive to the club for ten
mis- or a swim. The days were hot
and sunny. Poor Bill. she would
think often, as she sped over mac
adam road that curved 20 the
green, gently-rolling heights OF the
Old Colony Club, the freshness Of
the open country against her face.
1T would be nice if Bill could
play with mel"
There were several, always, on
the club veranda to hail her COM
ing. Lois, Wilma, other girls, viva
cious, as colorful in their summer
clothes as a flock Of tropical
birds would gather around her.
Sometimes Page was there. Diane
liked to play tennis with Page /;
Page was serious enough about it
to make it a good game. None of
them hurried, though, to get start
ed at anything. There would be
first a little while of %lounging in
the comfortable chairs On the We
randa, a lively, careless exchange
of talk.
This never touched on the trial.
Martin Staples might be the de-
vcuring wolf Rufus pictured him,
a menace to society, but it did not
concern these young people.
They had gone o n with Lois
idea of shooting a moving picture,
in which they all would appear. 1t
offered novelty and excitement at
a time Of the year when there
wasn't much. Danny, to every
ones surprise, produced a script
for it. "Oh, nothing, my pets!
Really nothing. I dashed it off
while l was shaving!" But Lois,
reading it, souealed over it. When
SHE read it aloud, the others
laughed, too, and grew more en-
thusiastic. They agreed Diane
mus! have the lead. "Of course!
Who else?" Ross would direct, by
right OF some experience in the
Little Theater group. Thad Corn
ing would come into it. Danny
would grind the camera.
But who would take the part of
the newspaper man, about to de-
part for the wars in Europe when
he meets Diane and falls for her
wiles? Lois sat straight under the
stimulus of fresh Inspiration.
"Why, that newspaper man Of
yours, Di. The one you had at
your house that night"
Vicky asked with interest:
Tall? A sort of halfway between
Abraham Lincoln and Will Rog :
ers? I saw him with Page Win
ston in Guiseppi's the other night.
They weren't dancing-just talk .
ing. and howl"
81 wonder, did her mother
know" Wilma laughed. The
others laughed; they laughed fire.
quently at Pages mother.
Except Diane, who said quick
ly: "She ought not to mind. He's
a swell person."
But, Di, not of an old, old fam
ily!"
Like the Ardens," added
Vicky. Mrs Winston had Bill
picked for Page when they were
in their cradles"
"She hadn't heard about Di-
ane."
Il don't think Rufus Kent would
come into it," Diane put II, al
swering Lois, as if nothing had
been said between. HE doesn't
like our sort"
But you can make him Dill
begged Lois. 1--WE don't know any
ore who so looks the part. Use
all you've got on him!"
wouldn't that be just a little
too mean to Page?" demanded
Vicky.
Diane slid off the veranda rail
ing where she had been ~perched.
Her eyes flashed a little. "I'll ask
Rufus" she said briefly. anyone
going into the pool?"
At onct they all decided 10 60
into the pool. They were a little
likc sheep.
They spent the rest Of the morn
ing in the water and in The sun
at the side of it, their chatter as
vagrant as the breeze that touch
ed their almost bare bodies. They
went back to the locker room and
discarded swimming suits for
Stacks and lunched in the cool :,
panelled dining room After lunch
they separated, some to go back
to the city, some to play tennis or
golf.
Diane played three sets Of ten
MS with Wilma, then she drove
home. At home she wandered a.
bouS the rooms a little r~estlessly.
There "a nothing to do until din
ner time. The maid-by-the-ho hour
lid been in and the apartment
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