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Show HER WEDDINGDmf ll - By ELIZABETH 8HIELD8. !' i'i For fifteen minutes Cocilln O'Mnllcy, cashier, had tried to count one package pack-age of dime. She pushed the money aside pctulnntly, then sent a dimpled smile nt Murray Kent, who, Heated directly di-rectly before her, was devouring a teu-ccnt teu-ccnt lunch. In the crowd of messy laborers nnd factory hands, eating with hats on, sprawling alt over the tables, Hnrray stood out conspicuously. Sho looked at htm through curled lashes and followed his nose to bis yellow yel-low automobile, standing oatslde. ' The day was uncomfortably hot. Just across tho street, beyond the yellow yel-low car, wrb a strip of creen grass and trees. Klaborntely nonchalant, Murray Kent finished his meal nnd came toward the cash desk. With hands deep In the pockets of IiIk gray llumiel suit, he stood feasting his eyes on her alluring little body and Hushed face, framed In soft, brown hulr. "I shall come back for you Inter with tho car," he said. "It's yours for the afternoon, little bird. You'ru welcome to everything I own." "You're always making promises to me," protested Cecilia. ' "I'll keep this one," ho assured her. "We'll drive up Itlverslde nnd pick out a flat right now, sweetheart." Cccllln smiled uncertainly and slowly slow-ly withdrew her hand, which he hud coterctl with his. "I'll return for you at four," ho assured as-sured her. When Murray crawled Into tho low sent of tho enr, Julia Sclnnltt, proprietor, proprie-tor, seated herself In the open doorway. door-way. "The loafer," sho scolded his wuli-tullored back. "Pays ten cents for his lunch and spends tho ufternoon' here." Cecilia felt too wilted with the bent to reply. Suddenly Julia demanded: "Did he tell you how ho happens to have 'S' on the door of his dan's car If Itls right name is Kent? She laughed at her own shrewdness. The hot afternoon droned on. Julia Ju-lia wns quietly snoring when Murray drove his yellow car to the restaurant' tit four o'clock. Cecilia Jumped In beside be-side him. They turned Into Fifth avenue, straight up to Central park, crossing to KUorsldo drive. They dnshed past blocks und blocks of apartment houses. Cecilia sat In breathless anticipation till tho ear slowed down on a rugged road, little more than a lane, leading to a natrow stream. .Murray learned furvwird to lift her from the ear, and the warmth of Ids face burned hito hers as he whispered: "My, you're pretty!" Ills lips touched her throat. "Kiss me, sweetheart," ho begged, as he held her. "No," Cecilia answered sharply. "Take me back to Julia." Ceeilla crouched back afraid not fo much of Murray as of herM-lf. Her face llained tX an overpowering Impulse Im-pulse came to put her arms about him and press her lips to his. However, she ventured tlmiilly to say, "Wo forgot for-got to look lit apartments, didn't we?" Murray bit his lips nnd then sent his dazzling smile at her. "Why live cooped up In n ten-room flat? Wouldn't you rather have a country coun-try house, darling? That's it we'll lio In thu country." "That would be wonderful." Cecilia tried to adjust her puzzled mind, with the nlmhlcucss of Murray's, to a country coun-try house and garden, A mist tilled her eyes, ller head slipped to Murray's Mur-ray's shoulder as ho kissed her and painted in words n rose-covered cot-tago cot-tago on the edge of u stream that they were to occupy as soon as ho could And It. At llvo tho next morning Cecilia was out of bed. This was her wedding day I On u card inscribed "Murray Fraer Kent" was scribbled In lead pencil, "Tomorrow morning ut nine." Cecilia uppearcd In her softest little summer dress nnd n summery hat ut nliiu o'clock, and a happy smile in her oyes. She surveyed tho crowded Third aeuuo block for Murray's blond head. Julia Sclnnltt was busy In the big kitchen when nt eleven, Cecilia, her face whltu as tho marblo tablo tops, tucked her hut tinder tho cash desk. With trembling lingers sho tied the black npron strings about her slim waist. Defeated und miserable, she climbed on tho high stool behind tho cash desk. "Ho was only Jollying me." Cecilia bent her head low on tho desk. "1 didn't understand." I Her eyes bright with unshed tears, Cecilia raised her head und turned to I meet the much-buttered face and ban-I ban-I duged head of Murray Kent standing hesitatingly in tho restaurant door. ' She flew to him. Ho muttered shame-I shame-I facedly, "Humped th boss' car Into an-. an-. other fellow's and Just came from thu , hospital." , "Your dad's yellow car?" cried Ce- cilia. ; "Let's talk honest, girlie. Tho car ' belonged to Schaffer, the mllllonualre. j I'm ono of tl o chauffeurs." Ho refused re-fused to coiiiii farther into tho restau-J restau-J rant, till Cecilia clapped her hands In J"y. . "I'm so glad I It's so much nicer not I to bo rich. I was afraid of that houso ! and garden you talked about." ! "There's only two rooms over tho 5 garage, and gasoline smells nro every- I where, hut It will ho our own home, i If you can stand It." Ho raised her lingers to his lips. (Copyright, 1315. by tho M-Cluro Newspa- pur Syndicate.) |