THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. MONDAY, JULY 17, 1933.
DARLING FOOL
CHAPTER XXXIV
by MABEL MCELLIOTT
"Probably in the bar," supplied, would be lovely?" ffarris Fanoway. "Shall we have a look there?".
jerking his handsome head in the "Woolworth's," homurmured,
direction of the red-haired wo-
the greatest possible caro when She was startled, therefore, to she had made a flying trip to the hear Fanoway's whisper a moment city to spend the money her later. mother had given her. It was of Palo cream lace, demurely cut in front but sheared away at the back to show her lovely shouldera. It had been a bargain. 'Ono of those slim, cheap, effective frocks which the young wear so charm- ingly. She had been delighted on fading it but to-night she was dis- satisfied with her reflection in the
Monnie sald faintly that she The second day out Monnie,
thought it would be quite délight- ‚bundled in a rug, glanced up from
ful, but her tone lacked enthu her book to peo the tall girl, They drifted on, with a casual einem and Miss Apatice glanced at Corinth Faneway, walking with faod. lonnie tried to read again her sharply. The child must be her husband. Young Mrs, Fane- but the encounter had left her feeling the motion of the boat, mirror. The glass gave back the way wore the most exquisite of with a disturbed feeling. It was sho decided. Monials looked portrait of girl with wide starry casual costumes of palo. faun not eavy she felt for Corinth rather pale. Or perhaps it had eyes under a gleaming cap. of tweed. The little hat set at pre- Faneway-surely not that but cisely the right angle, the big this other girl was so beautiful, so been that salmon mayonnaise at burnished bronze hair. loose gloves and low-heeled shoes sure of herself. Sho reminded
luncheon. Lisa Anutico nover
man.
Monnie could scarcely believa he had spoken, so impassivo was his loan brown countonance. She supposed he must bo right. Prob- ably If you were born a Fanoway you know all about such things. Monnie felt sorry for the red- haired woman. Perhaps she, too, didn't belong in this group. Mr. Monnie had, of course, no Faneway at fanst seemed to re- were exactly right. The tall girl Monnie In some subtle way of quite trusted salmon mayonnaise—
jewels to wear and her volvet gard her as an outsider. He was gave Moonie a nod and then, ap- Sandra, although Sandra would
Monnle could not have' explain-wrap was an old one. Miss An- so elegant, so cynical for one o parently obeying a sudden im- have paled to insignificance be- pulse, stopped beside her chair. side her. Monnie did not wanted quite why she wished to avoid slice, in aliver lame which mark- young. He seemed to have been
ed her now prosperity, approved bora bored. magnificent Mr. think of Sandra now. She the
Arthur
of her. "D'you know my husband, Miasto O'Dare? Oh, I'd forgotten. Har wanted to look ahead-dot back- Mackenzie. Surely he was all
that anyone could wish in the way "You look sweat enough, to-ent, ris, this is Miss O'Dare" She ward.
of a travelling companion. He my dear. The young men will be gave Monnie slow, dazzling
Presently, putting her novel was urbane, witty, wise, a man of | overwhelmed.” smile and the younger girl felt aside, she went to find Misa An the world with a fund of amusing her vagrant, charm. She had a stice. That Indy way just wak- tales at his tongue's end. Per- Monnio smiled politely. Miss sweet, high, careless voice and ing from her nap.
haps it was, she thought, the way Anstice was kind, bat she hated the manner of one with the world Did you have a nice time, my he looked at her. There washer own looks. They were so in Al her feet. Monnie felt drawn dear?" she asked. "Such a won something in the glance from Bonuso unfinished. If she had to her and yet, curiously repelled.derful rest I had. I feal quite those dark, deep shadowed eyes only the poise, the unmatched as- "I haven't seen Arthur this refreshed!" Miss Anstice was which reminded her of a cat get-surance of Corinth Fanoway sho morning. Have you?" The patting her silvery curls Into ting ready to pounce. Oh, but would be content, words seemed to have some aig place.
that was nonsenso! She was let- "More lipstick, my dear," Miss nificance which Monnio missed "Oh, a quite forgotten. Mrting her imagination run away Anstice urged. "You can carry but she coloured slightly as she re- Mackenzie sent a note by the with itself.
it off. It doesn't lock hold. plled. No, she said, she hadn't steward-such a nice note-nsk-
Not at
Thank heaven, I'm not so old style несп Mr. Mackenzie. luncheon.
my sister, Lida. She thinks every woman who uses cosmetics ls on the straight road to perdi- tion." Miss Anatice laughed her tinkling laugh,
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Don't
you
ing if we would dino with him to- The dinner frock she selected
night.
think that that night was one chosen with
The body of Admiral Lord Wester Wemyssa, the War-time naval hero, arrived at Chatham aboard H.M.S. Tempest Picture shows the cortege leaving the ship for the dockyard church. (Planet News).
Loulu Mcfionry Howo, President Roosevelt's first secretary, is shown hero, left, as he denied to Senator Mortla Sheppard any responsi bility for purchase of 200,000 higher-priced toilet kits for the forest army. Howo sald he had no idea of faduancing the purchaso through bls reference to the sollor in a letter to forest army oflionis.
O. P. Van Bwerlagon, Cleveland railroad magnato, is shown hero ma ho searched his memory for answors to questions in, the Morgadh Inquiry. Van Bworia- gon drow, the wrath of Fordl nand Focora by his frequent '7
'can't remember" atiswoIE.
The dinner progressed from one course to another. Wine stewards came and went, Jangling their keys, pouring pale coloured liquids | into crystal stemmed glasses. The railroad president drank, unbent and talked. Monnie thought him very pleasant, although grim. Harris Faneway drank and grew more monosyllabic. Corinth drank and laughed a great deal, her lovely mouth twisting cynically as she spoke.
The dining room steward who had seated them the night before conducted them now to a large! round table decorated In gala! fashion.
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Was
Monnie left the glass at her plate untouched. She needed no auch spur to make the party ex-
itaolf The scene elting. enough for her the beautifully gowned women, the imperturbable men of affairs, the well-trained servants moving to and fro. Her oye flashed a message to Miss Anatice, "This is life--at last 1 am seeing it. The Great World!"
Misy Anstice flushed back, wordlessly, "You are right. Make the most of. it."
Arthur Mackenzie, seeming tall- and more imposing in his dluner clothes, rose to great them. Recklessly Monnie decided that There were half a dozen others she would take whatever came on already at table. Among them this adventure as a gift from the Monnie recognized; only Corinth gods. She would be young only and Harris Faneway. Corinth was once. This was hor golden op dazzling In a frock of scarlet.portunity.
The gray-haired man next to Miss
Anstice was a railroad president
It was in this mood she rose
froin the west. The tall rod-with the others from the table.: haired woman with the flashing "Some of us are playing con- eyes whom Monnie had observed tract in the salon," Mackenzie walking the deck with her Sealy said to her in a low tone. "Do ham was evidently an actress.
you care to join ?" Corinth Faneway said to her neg- ligently, "I loved your play. It was marvellous."
"Did you, my dear?" The red. haired woman flashed a smile around the table. She had a deep, thrilling voice and her pearls were magnificent, Monnie thought.
Acclimatizing himself for his alay in the Philippines, Gor. Gon. Frank Murphy stopped off in Hawaii to sample Waikiki's famed bosch, Hero is the for- mor mayor of Detroit in` native Bouth Sea garb.
Monnie looked up, smiling. "I'm afraid I'm not clever enough. I don't play well."
His tone was relieved rather than otherwise. "Good. I'm not playing, myself. Will you take a turn on the deck with me?"
She assented and, after seeing Miss Austice comfortably estab lished at a table, strolled kvith her host on the almost deserted promenade. It was a clear, cool night of high winds and friendly stars. Belvedero and all her old problems seemed far away.
"You like all this?" His long arm included the dancers within, the rhythmic pound of the un- seen band, the slip-slip of feet.
"Oh, yes."
"Nothing to be desired, eh?"
Monnie withdrew her eyes and a sigh that was like a stab es- caped her. "No-I wouldn't say that."
The older man eyed her keenly. "Never the time and place and the loved one together" he said ruminatively.
"I suppose that's it," admited the girl ruefully. Then she turned aside in embarrassment. How easily this lynx-eyed man hnd guessed her secret. Did she, then, wear her heart on her sleeve for all to see?
But. Arthur Mackenzie evident- ly dismissed the subject. "Do you know," he began in a low voice, "that you were quite the sensa- tion in the dining room to-night?" Monnie stared. Surely this man was making fun of her.
But I am perfectly serious," he insisted. "Corinth was green- notice 7--and oyed-didn't you everywhere people were whisper- ing. Who is the golden girl?""
(To be Continued)
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