THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. TUESDAY, JUNE 19, 1934.
Married Flirts
CHAPTER XXIX
Tom
go down
Junch-
and yet she must believe the evi-breaking.
She
dence of her eyes. How absorbed "Oh, good gosh, I naked Gib- It would be fun, Gypsy and to he had been! She had been right son to dinner before I thought. herself on the Tuesday followingho had been right all the time! I'm sorry, darling. What shall I their reconciliation, to
walled aimteady down do now?" and surprise
Broadway. Past Trinity church- "You mean Hunt?" time. Somehow she never seemed! yard with doves wheeling in the, "Yes. Met him outside the Cen- to have time or spirit for these sunshine, past block after block trai Hanover an hour ago and it: amall honeymoon gaieties ∙any: of stone Incodes and plate glass seemed a good idea at the time. more. She dressed in her best and table d'hote restaurants and I've been trying to get you the new gray suit, the postage stamp hat perched on her shin- ing crop of curls. The spring
A hooded subway entrance at wind blew chuff and papers in the Park Place reminded her that she etreets. The sun sent slanting must be home before it was time bright shafts of sunlight into the for Elsa to leave. She ran down gray canyons. It was a perfect the stairs and clicked past the day for an adventure,
turnstile, paying her fare. There was the baby to be thought of
haberdenhors
to
This да reprieve, Gypay thought, both for him and for her. She atendied her volco. "Oh, Hunt can take pot lucic," she told him. "Let him come along."
"That's a good girl. That's darling."
Gypsy put the phone down with She went up in the bronze ele
unnecessary vigour. So she was a vator, smiling secretly at her own
else falled, if her world good girl and a darling, was she? If all daring. The girl at the inforina-
dust around her Well, she'd show him! tion desk was now and did not crumbled recognize her. She didn't give there was always David, small her name. Was Mr. Weaver in and pink and trusting and fond. The girl, who had the head and shoulders of a wax mannequin softly into a telephone and informed her that Mr. Weaver was to lunch. just on his way out What name?
She never know, later, how she got through the dreadful day. Her throat would be dry, her heart would beat thickly and painfully when she thought of her husband's homecoming. What would she say to him? How begin?
It was one of David's good nights and that was a bit of luck. Gypsy was permitted to serve din- nor without a single interruption,
"I'll wait here," Gypsy sat in
Elas put on her gray coat and the deep divan which swallowed up her smallness. In tife dim, soft, shapeless hat and went was
"It's quite all right" Her po liteness was the variety reserved
"I don't need any help." she had told Ton, with pool finality when he followed her into the kitchen, "Listen, darling, don't be mad. Honestly, I'm terribly sorry." Tom frankly puzzled. She had away. Gypsy bundled the baby been her old, laughing, delightful light her gray costume Wns up and carried him down to the self these past few days. Now scarcely noticeable against the perambulator garage in the base she had disappeared into her shell taupe background. Presently shement of the building and trundled again, was cool, distant, removed hoard Tom's step and almost him out into the sunshiny street. from him. started to her feet. But as he The day had turned warmer. All amorged from the corridor she along the pavements balls, were aaw he was not alone.
A tall. gilt tormed and small giris jumped for the perfect stranger. haired girl was with him. He had rope. In a dark, narrow, stone- She had the table set with hor her arm and was speaking to her
schoolyard Bomo paved
boys prettiest lace and linen cloth, 'hor. earnestly. They seemed utterly played marbles. Bedding tumbled best china. Her red dress was absorbed. They did not are her out of second storey windows in a demurely cut, leaving her rounded As they stood waiting for the block of run-down tenements and arma and throat bare. She had down elevator.
Gypsy Bet her teeth, pushing (never looked prettier. There was Gypay's heart felt as though an David's carriage along this paran apricot Bush on her checks and ley hand were squeezing it. She ticular sidewalk. To-day she hated her eyes burned bright, sat perfectly still as the elevator it all-city smells, rich, pulsating "Sweetheart.
But she door clanged open and shut and life. On other days it amused and cluded Tom's arms, Tom's laught rang out as the car interested her. gave her a vivid "I'm busy," who sold aloofly. shot downward. "The information sense of things happening. To-"Will you ace if the baby'ə all clerk glanced up curlously as she day it irritated her beyond right? I thought I heard him rose to go.
stirring."
"Why, Mr. Weaver left just now, Didn't you see him?"
“No — I — I," aho floundered, "I'll be back later."
"Anything I can do?". The wax mannequin was helpful.
Gypsy's eyes wandered past har. Anything she could do? No, there was nothing anyone could do for her to-day. She had trusted him
micasure.
When who let herself into the "O. K." Tom wore a faintly apartment at 5 o'clock the tele-puzzled look. Gypsy had never phone was ringing shrilly. She been in this particular mood be. laid David carefully down upon fore.
the bed he was peacefully asleep The little dinner was a complete and hurried to answer it. Tom's success so far as the guest was voice said. "Look, dear, is it concerned, at least. The soup was Elan's night In?"
a canned green turtle variety with
"No. Why?" Sho thought, so sherry, Gypsy had bought it we're talking commonplaces while months before in a moment of un-' so completely, so utterly; ho's deceiving me and my heart's wonted extravagance and had been.
by MABEL
reserving it ove since for a special¡ occasion.
It lent a touch of elegance to the meal, a simple affair of breaded pork chops and sweat potatoes and string beans,
Tom, who knew how his wife had been treasuring the green turtle soup, lifted his brows in mild surprise as that course ap- peared. But Gypsy chose to ignore his faint marital signals. Two month ago they would have ex- changed glances of delighted re cognition. To-night she ignored all his overtures.
Under her surface galety her thoughts beat a ceaseless tattoo. Hunt frankly envied their domes ticity and said. so, and... Gypsy smiled brilliantly and said noth- Ing. If ho only knew!
It was almost twelve when he' rose to go with apologies for having stayed. so late. He held Gypsy's hand for a fraction of a moment longer than courtesy de- manded. Admiration shone from his eyes.
""1t's been "great," he told her. "Will you both come and dine with me some night and see a play?"
"We'd love to.". She felt a surgo of genuine liking for him. He was simple, direct and honest. You
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and in all sizes. shoulders.'
"Look here, baby, you're dead.-
(Continued on Page 11.).
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