THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. THURSDAY, JUNE 29, 1933.

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with MONNIE O'DARM · who in love DAN CARDIGAN, local bate to a fortune, be leven she is lowing him to BANDRA LAW. BENUE, supposed to be her friend. In wolte of the attentions of CHARLES EUBTAGE, handsome newcomer, Monnie continues to pin for Dan. After beglecting ber for sometime Dan egin asema interested.

A big party which Handra gives Dan le sing. There is a acens between Bandra and HETTY, ber maki, who believes Sandra is "ramping" JAMES, the chauffeur.

CHAPTER XIX

A tall woman in a black and white print dress put her head and in the O'Daro front door yodelled coyly up the stairs, "Yoo- hoo!" A head appeared over the

freckled landing-Mark's

faco, above the swathe of a bath towel. "Oh, Mrs. Briggal Mother's out in the yard. She's peeling peaches for Jam."

The tall woman swished ber way through the neat hall, with its oak stand harbouring three or four discouraged looking umbrellas. She passed through the kitchen, a critical view of the white shelves covered in blue oflcloth. Then out to the porch.

"Mrs. O'Dare! Oh, there you are. Just ran in for a minute." The woman under the maple tree, swaying back and forth gently in the old rocker, looked up and

smiled at the newcomer.

by MABEL MCELLIOTT

Her guest's half-hearted pro- nover camo to call, unless she test followed her into the shaded sired to unburden herself, kitchen where, with a thoughtful "How're all your folks?" frown, she consigned the ripe caller wanted to know,

but Suddenly she felt a little sick and Her faint. The heat of the day, the

body olso was furious at hor, this was really too much. Bill--and a married woman! work she had been doing, and the Coldly she said, "I think you blow she had just received, com- must be mistaken. I'm sure you bined to, defent,hör She must." She rose to her foot, leaning against the door frame, small, flashing guardian of her looking white and ill, wherr Kay de-home, an angry hon brooding over breezed' in.

was

her maligned chicks. She waited, "Mums! What on earth's the the withdrawn and a bit disdainful, matter?"

for her caller to make her adioux. I--it's golden fruit to a blue enamel ket- Mrs. O'Dare put back a strand This Laura Briggs did rather she put up her hand to her eyes, tic, setting it over a low flame. of curling hair before she an- badly. Sho, was chagrined at the:

she?

nothing-I - just”

What's that ole hell-cat want?"swored. She was a pretty little effect hor news had made. What/taggering in the bright kitchen. woman, an older replica of Mon- she had expected, she could not Kay was thoroughly frightened. She looked up, her hand at her ica. ""They're fine," she asaured say. Tears, perhaps. Harsh "Let me get you some water. Here, heart, to see her young son, attired Laura Briggs. They're Just words for the errant son, curl-lle down on the sofal That's bat- now in bathing sult and dirty white splendid. How's Riany?"

osity about the charmer, the blondtor." Kay's face was sober now. įslacks, signalling her from the door- But it was plain the other had siren. None of these would Mrs. She looked serious, responsible. way.

"I'm all right." Her mother not come to discuss her daughter. O'Dare accord hor. Creatfallón, "Mark, you scared me. Don't Mark, reflected his mother, had she withdrew.

been right. Laura had something Loft alone, the little mother eat up, setting her mouth armly. talk that way."

"It's only toll me this, Kay. Is "Well, she is that, isn't on hor mind. Well, whatever It stormed Inwardly. Not that she there any truth in the story about

She believed there was a word of truth Always snooping into somebody's was, she would hear it soon. business."

In the fantastic story, she assured Bill and some married woman?" rocked to and fro, waiting.

"Oh, gosh!" Kay groaned, turn- Mrs. O'Daro shook her head re- "What's this wo hoar about Billhereclf angrily. And yet-and yet provingly at him.

getting married?" demanded the Bill had been spending a great ing away. Who told you?"

"I don't like being kept in the newcomer with an

smile.amount of time away from home "You're such a deep one, wo naver these days. His absences had been dark this way," protested the mo hear the real news, from you" unexplained. Gertrude Hampstead ther. "You all know-averybody The woman in the rocker showed had, boon very cool to Mrs. O'Dare in town knows, apparently--and no sign that the blow struck home. whenever they had met; had in only I am left out."

"Monnio thought it would worry placid, undisturbed.

"I'm going down to the river with the kids, Mom. Be back about 6."

"Be careful, son.”

arch

a

He gave her a peck on the check and she heard him whistling down Her expression was still admirably fact, looked the other way, pretend

ing not to see. the path. Then she turned her

"Well, you know Bill," she said Bill-her boy-involved with attention to the cooling drink she

a lot married woman Bhe groaned. had promised her visitor. Lemons lightly, "He's always had were brought from the ice box of girls-but he's and presently from green glasses a been serious. You don't tinkling tune sounded.

Gertrude, do you?"

"My, that tastes good!"

nover really mean

"

Laura Briggs put her head back. Mrs. Briggs sniffed disdainfully, sighing gustily. There wore two Of course, she said, she didn't parentheses etched at either side of mean Gertrude. No, it was the "Sit down-do" She indicated her thin-lipped mouth. Her black other, that blonde from the Sweete a battered basket chair at her side. hair was drawn back from a face Shoppe. Didn't Bill's mother know "Ien't it hot? I thought I'd do a which must, in its time, have been Bill's girl?

the "I've mot—such a lot of them,' bit of preserving. Doesn't seem to lovely, but which now bora

protested Mrs. O'Dare, pretending matter how hot it gets-I always marks of illness and discontent.

"You oughtn't to go walking into brush away a cobweb, avoiding feel the urge, long about this time,"

"You have got energy!" The the sun like that," said the gentle the sharp eyes of the other woman. speaker eyed her hostess diacon-voice of the woman in blue gingham. "I can't remember them all."

"Somehow," said Laura Brigge. tentedly. "I'm all tuckored out "It's bad for you."

"I know. I know." Laura (acidly, "I don't believe Bill's ever myself. Walking by from town,

in and Briggs was impatient, "But it's brought her to the house. You Rissy-I had to get the stuff for isec," nho paused to give her arroW "I'm glad you did." Mrs. O'Daro a dress she wants to wear. Friday its full flight, "you see, this one's said cordially, pushing aside anight, and sho's at me all the time. (married." wooden bowl of parings and rising. Will couldn't drive me. He had to "Just sit hore in the shade a minute go up to the city." while I put these things on

I just thought I'd come have a bit of gossip."

"M-married!" Edith O'Dare stammered over this. Then sho

the She paused and her liateher was angry. She had always tried

which to see the best in Laura Briggs, bring out something cool to drink." was sure to come. Laura Briggs had stood up for her when every-

stove. Then I'm all through. I'll waited for the declaration

you," Kay explained. "We thought,

or hoped anyway, that it would all

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