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Show THE Thursday, May 9, 1940 NEPHI, UTAH TIMES-NEW- PAGE SEVEN rATTrnki . 7 STAGESCREEN rv v V. DEPARTMENT illlAAlllUAiAAAAa. RADIO with a touch of quaintness that adds much charm to its simplicity. You'll find it one of the best little-gifashions you ever discovered, and the source of many different daytime outfits for your By VIRGINIA VALE (Released by Western Newspaper Union.) rl THERE'S a superstition that an actor cast as a newspaper reporter goes right on into bigger and better roles. Robert Paige believes in it firmly, because it's worked for him. He was brought into picWNU SERVICE MACRAE SMITH CO, tures from radio because of his ability as a singer and badly. I can't think of them. I can't drew the negligee around her, wrigthink of anything except being with gled her feet into the mules. "That then he was given one part you." Her eyes lifted above his makes everything practically perafter another in which he had shoulder. "The moon," she cried fect" no chance to sing. He seemed softly, breathlessly. "Your bath is ready." Mathilde to be stuck in melodramatic "It's so peaceful." She sighed. "I smiled at excitement. "Will small daughter. A linen or gingham pinafore, with mull or dimity blouse, will be pretty for general wear. Plaid or striped seersucker will be practical for the pinafore when she wears it as a sunback frock can be tubbed so easily, and needn't be ironed. The sew chart gives complete, detailed directions. Pattern No. 8674 is designed for sizes 2, 4, 6 and 8 years. Size 4 marequires 2 yards of terial for pinafore and panties; yard for blouse, 2!j8 yards ribbon. Send order to: two Keys LARRIMORE to a caort B Y L I D A THE STORY THUS FAR Charming, wealthy Gabrlella (Gay for short) Graham, engaged to Todd Janeway, returns to a cabin in the Maine woods accompanied by a friend, Kate Oliver. The idea of a stay at the cabin occurred to her when she received a key to it following the death of her godfather. Uncle John Lawrence. The two girls notice that someone is living in the cabin. Kate suspects that Gay knows the identity of the mysterious occupant. The mystery man returns. He is John Houghton, a young doctor whom Gay had known in previous years. Immediately aggressive, Gay asks him by what right he is in the cabin. His right; she ends, is greater than her own. He, too, possesses a key, but more than that, is heir to it from his Uncle John, Gay's godfather. Gay is high handed with him, and he states courteously that he will leave. Looking at him In the doorway, her old is knows more She that he return. feelings necessary to her than is Todd Jane-wathe man she is to marry. Gay asks John to reconsider his decision to leave. The next morning brings a different feeling, and John decides to remain for his vacation one more week. The night before Gay and Kate are to return home to New York John gets an urgent request to call at a nearby farm. Gay to the cabin at a accompanies him while he cares for the patient. late hour, John stops the car. He tells Gay that heReturning loves her, and she admits that he is necessary to her happiness. Meanwhile, worried by their absence, Kate has called Todd Janeway in New York. She knows that Gay and John feel a strong attachment for each other, and wants Todd to come to Maine where he can talk to Gay. Todd arrives while Kate is alone. She breaks the news to him. Todd, warmhearted and generous, is heartsick but refuses to become melodramatic. Gay and John, who have been canoeing, return to the cabin, there to find Todd. CHAPTER VI Continued 9 He Yes, Todd was attractive. wore his well-cu- t clothes with a non- ' chalant air and his manner, even in this difficult situation, was poised, considerate, assured. In comparison John seemed a little clumsy, diffident, unsure. What was it in him that aroused a more devastat-J- f ing emotion than, in all the years of knowing him, she had ever felt for Todd? Her eyes moved along the back of his leather jacket to his crisp dark hair. One lock, blatantly waving, stood erect at the crown of his head. Looking at it her brief in the Presentment melted and swept through her further comparison was impossible. John! she called silently, John! He turned as though she bad spoken his name aloud. His expression His mouth quivered. His softened. thin dark face brightened at what- ever it was he read in her eyes. Their long glance asked and answered before he turned again to Todd. "If you'll excuse me," he said very courteously, "I'll go out and get in some wood." "Can I help you?" Todd asked. "No, thank you." John picked up and went out of the the room. Silence followed. Gay tossed her cigarette into the fire. Todd walked to the hearth, stood looking at Gay through the lamplight. Her eyes rested on her hands, clasped tightly " in her lap. "It's pleasant here," he said, presently. "Yes, isn't it?" "Have you rested?" wood-bask- "Oh, well." feeling " She glanced up at "Todd " she said and was )"You him. I yes" look very silent "I know all about it. Gay," he said steadily. "You love him. You want to be free." She nodded, then cried softly, "Todd dear, I'm so sorry." His composure was shaken. An expression of pain darkened his bright hazel eyes. "What is it?" he asked in a low strained voice. "What have I done or not done?" "Nothing. Come, sit here," she said gently. "You look so tired." He sat beside her on the couch. His head dropped back against the cushions. His eyes closed. She took his hand, ran her fingers across the smooth tanned skin, the slender Presently he opened his fingers. tyes. "Don't think I came to interfere," he said. "Kate called me was it last night? I feel as though I'd lived e full since then and died and been buried." She's "I supposed Kate bad. looked so guilty all day. I don't 'care, except for you. I we had to leave for home today but there were repairs to be done on ' life-tim- the car." s and brides-maid- s and confetti. I wanted us to do all the silly things people used to before romance and sentiment went out of style. I thought that after we were married " "How little I've known you," she marveled. "And how little I've known you. You've never spoken of this place, of John. I had no idea that when he came to your debutante party, you, he Kate told me you didn't expect him to be here when you came How long have you known him, Gay?'i "Since I was fifteen. Since the summer I spent here with Uncle John." "Then that's the answer. I've known all along that yuu weren't as certain as I was." "I tried. Forgive me Oh, what must you think of me?" He took her hands in his, looked at her steadily, very seriously. "I've always thought you were the loveliest person I've ever known. It's the habit of a lifetime. I can't break it now." Tears streamed down over her cheeks. She made no attempt to check them. "I want you to know," she said, "that I feel toward you now, at this moment, just as I've always felt. This this thing that has happened hasn't changed it. I love you as my best and my dearest friend." "But you love John more?" She nodded. "I'm so sorry," she cried pityingly. "I'm too fond of you to tell you less than the truth." He laid her hands gently In her lap, rose, walked to the stood with his back to her, lighting a cigarette. When he turned, his face was peaceful. "I like him, you know." He smiled wearily through the smoke from the cigarette. "That put me at a disadvantage. I can't offer to knock his bead off. I couldn't anyway. He's bigger than I am. It's all right. Gay." "Is it?" Her voice was wistful. "I'm so fond of you. I think of riding our ponies together and Miss Kitty's dancing class and your first t and and football games and skiing and house parties at Princeton." His smile wavered. "And it doesn't do any good?" Her eyes fell away from(his face, less peaceful now, drawn with fatigue and pain. "It only makes me more certain," she said scarcely audibly. He drew a long shaken breath. "Well that'i that" Glancing up she saw the corners of his lips lift in a difficult smile. "I should say, now, in a husky voice but with a smile, that I'll always love you, little girl, and if you ever need me or want voice altered. "I do say me" HisI've had considerable exit. Gay. perience getting you out of scrapes. If you ever need me" "You're a dear, Todd. I wish" He flung the cigarette Into the fire, went to the couch, dropped down beside her, drew her close in a strong embrace. "Gay, darling, can't you?" his lips whispered against her check. She put aside his eager drms. Her hands lifted to his face. Her eyes met his, bright, now, with a sort of despairing hope that moved her to pity, gentleness, poignant rechoir-boy- fire-plac- e, sail-boa- We?" "Kate and I." He sat forward. "Then you aren't?" "I'm going home. You don't suppose, do you, that I'd let you face the cataclysm alone? Besides, a promise Is a promise and if you" "No!" His quick protest brought her to a stop. "God, not I don't want you to marry me from a sense or pity or kindness." He lof . a , L. i i il. ; L. ' .Dentduty firwaiu, mis idtv ui ins nanus. "But Gay, dear, why couldn't you gret have" Todd. Todd, darling," she said. "Did it does it mean so much to "1 wish I could." asked wonderingly. you?" she He sat erect, stared at her as Gay opened the kitchen door, ihniiffh mhm wort a atrnntfnr "Tlnnt stepped outside, closed the door cau)you know haven't you known what tiously. John's figure detached Itself from shadows at the edge of It's meant to me? But it was all so casual." the clearing. She ran to meet him His arms 1 thought you wanted It that way. coming to meet her. You've always ridiculed sentiment. caught her. lifted her, set her feet . I was glad that you wanted a church on the ground. "1 hoped you would come," he Not that I've enjoyed the wedding clatter and fuss. But I wanted you said, his lips against her cheek. "I shouldn't have. Kate heard to want all the old enchantments me. I know, though she pretended Something old and something new Isn't that the way It goes? And to be asleep. And Todd feeta so can't imagine being in the city." "Will you be?" "I don't know. Mother and Robare still in ert, my Southampton, I suppose. They'll be moving into the city, though, now that there isn't to be a wedding. Dad and Aunt Flora may not open the town house this winter. They're thinking of staying on at 'Dunedin.' I want to be where time will pass quickly. I don't know " "When you talk of your family " John paused. "What?" she asked quickly. "You sound " "I lose you," he said diffidently. "Here we are so close. When you go away I can't even imagine what your life is there. If I could say every hour during the day, now Gay is waiting for the post-manow she's playing tennis, now she's having lunch, now she's walking down town to get a soda at the drugstore, I would feel closer to you. But I can't imagine your life. It step-fathe- r, Gay's you have a breakfast tray?" "Orange juice and coffee." Gay disappeared into the bathroom. "I won't have time for anything else." On the walls of the bathroom wild orchids grew lush among tropical trees. The alcove in which the tub was set was paneled with mirrors. Gay, splashing vigorously, made none of her customary mental observations upon the results achieved by the young interior decorator who was her mother's latest protegee. All of her attention was centered upon the fact, incredible but excitingly true, that John was arriving in New York on this the morning of Christmas Eve, for a holiday visit. "Noel, Noel," she sang, rubbing herself with a soft warmed towel. For an instant the song recalled the Christmas Eve she'd spent at school in Switzerland. She'd like to go into a Catholic church this evening, at twilight, a French Catholic would church, where candle-ligh- t shine on brightly painted figures in the manger scene and a choir-bowith the voice of an angel would sing the carol, running now, through her mind. That symbolized Christmas for her, had as far back as she could remember, before the school in Switzerland, since Mademoiselle Dupin, the governess of whom she'd been fondest, had taken her, as a child, to her church on succeeding Christmas Eves. Back into the bedroom again. Mathilde had laid out her underthings. she sang dealing hurriedly with chiffon and silk. She stood before the row of hangers in the wardrobe. "So the keynote is simplicity." How long ago that seemed! She selected a wool dress the silver gray of a kitten's fur, the darker gray fur coat, the fur cap to match it which made her look like a Russian princess. As she sat at the dressing-tabl- e pinn curls in at the nape ning of her neck Mathilde came in with the tray. "Would you like me to ring for Carl?" she asked, placing the tray on a low table beside the windows looking out over the river. "No, I'll use a taxi." She didn't want her first moments with John to be spent under the discreet but interested scrutiny of Carl's lively blue eyes, behind Carl's attentive whip-cor- d back. The servants both here and at "Dunedin" were curious about John. No wonder, after what they'd heard and seen when she and Kate returned from Maine. Not that she cared, especially, but if it could be avoided "It'a eight o'clock, Miss Gay," Mathilde, hovering, said. "It is? Good Heavens! I must fly." She slipped into the coat Mathilde held, tilted the fur cap over one eye, caught up purse and gloves, paused for an instant to admire her reflection in the mirror and went hurrying out of the room. Lights glowed in the hall of the called apartment Her step-fathto her through the open door of the red-brow- "How little I've known you," she marveled. wouldn't be more difficult if you were a Chinese princess. It's just I've nothing to go by," he finished lamely. "You still resent me, don't you?" she asked. ."Not you as you are here with me." "My life, then. I saw It tonight, when Todd and I talked of mutual acquaintances, of things that were happening in New York." "But I was afraid Seeing him here with you He's known you always. You have things in common. And he is attractive. I was jealous and I despised myself for being jealous." He gave a short mirthless laugh. "I was stuffy, wasn't I?" "You were and it was silly of you." "I know. I'm sorry and ashamed." dining-roo"I can't discard the years beshe said, standfore now all at once as a snake ing poised for flight in the doorsheds its skin." way. "Of course you can't I'm un"It's the early bird that catches reasonable. But when I've nothing the worm." Robert Cameron, In a to go by" silk dressing gown with a scarf knot"I'll give you something. Every ted under his chin twinkled at her hour of every day we're apart you somewhat sleepily over a section of can say. Wherever Gay is she's lov- melon. ing me and thinking of me and (TO BE COSTIMID) wanting time to pass quickly." "Sweet!" His voice trembled. "I love you so." Pollen Carried Seaward "And I love you. Remember that and nothing can spoil it Nothing!" By Strong Air Currents Pollen knows no limit, acCHAPTER VII cording to a survey recently completed in the air above the Atlantic Traces of pollen were found Gay roused at a touch on her ocean. shoulder. She opened her eyes and 275 miles at sea. The tests showed no pollen above blinked up into the pleasant placid face of Mathilde, her mother's middle- 8,000 feet over land or water. The -aged maid. For an Instant she survey was made by O. C. Durham, lay drowsily smiling, not fully chief botanist of the Abbott laboraawake, then her eyes widened, she tories in North Chicago, in sat erect with the airways. slides were exposed on "What timt is it?" she asked. Forty-seve- n "Half past seven. Miss Gay," the a specially designed "skyhook" on woman said, smiling. "You asked to a 7.000-mil- e round trip made by the Yankee Clipper. be wakened." "There'd have been murder done The slides were exposed every 30 If I hadn't been." Gay tossed back to 60 minutes by 3. W. Etchison, the covers and swung herself Into engineer of the Clipper, and then a sitting position on the side of the carefully packed in containers and bed. returned to Durham. Durham said "It's snowing." 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