1934-02-05 — Page 3

THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH. MONDAY, FEBRUARY.

$1934.

Forgotten Sweetheart 4. MARY RAYMOND

CHAPTER 1.

comfortably, reaching for a maga- | Amazement in her eyes. "I think grapher in the office next to ours, "Mother, you're thinner."

The young man with the grayzino. eyes, clean-cat profile and well-imit At the end of the "half hour he shoulders passed the pretty girl in gave it up because he realized that Puliman 20 again.

not one word was registering. Ho Funny now she could att bo was simply mooning over an un- reading the sumo magazine so approachable young woman who well, so darned enthusiastically, looked as though she could be He would have been cheered if he friendly and understanding and yet had known that the girl occupying had maintained that conalatent the Pullman two seats in front of aloofness throughout two trying, him was aware that he had passed yet strangely interesting days. to and from the observation car exactly two dozen times since they left Washington and that almost As many times she had stifled the impulso to follow.

It was plain that the observa- was interesting to the

tion car

young man and just as plain that

he reached it.

his interest was short-lived, once "Restless," Joan Waring decided, "and spoiled. Likes his way and generally gets it. If there were

The porter had stopped and was gathering up his bags. "Coming into Memphis, boss."

"Well, you won't!" "Oh, yes. I'll ring every door- bell in Memphis until I find you."

"Ours doesn't ring.”

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"Now, dear, you're not to worry about me I'm feeling, flae." Mrs. Waring added irrelevantly, "Dick's changed, too, and getting along flae. He's home to serve his interneship."

Joan faughed. "Mother, matchmaker! Are you trying to marry mo off already?"

you

had

you are perfectly outrageous," nas black hair, but bor eyes aro "Of course. But it soomed to brown. Say, what size do you be the only way, If I were ever to think this town is anyway? Now, see you again."

at Princeton if you wanted to find a Joan it would be a simple matter, A dozen fellows could help you. But really, Bob, I've grown serious and gray in the three years since "Then I'll use the knocker.". we were at school and that sort of The girl raised her eyes to his, thing is rather out of my line It had been almost four years regarding him coolly. She spoke now."

since Joan had seen Dick Thorn- "Don't be a darn fool, This Is ton. He had probably, changed a slowly: "I think you are the most

a roal lot. Dick had carried her books absurd porson I aver met and the no heavy date. This is

when they attended Bruce school. most conceited to think that I girl."

"Oh, I soc," his friend's eyes Junior high days had separated "On time, are we?"

Her voice broke. She turned twinkded. "Well, in that case, them when the Thornton's "Yessuh, we're right on time." Robert Weston reached for his and walked swiftly toward the maybe we could do something about moved out to a suburban section. But most afternoons, and, even- felt hat and overcoat, swung his stair. Her oyes were shining. it. Sure she lives in Memphis? scarf about his neck and moved to-A girl with blond hair, a big chap Might be passing through, youings he could be found at the War- ing homo, Dick was a staid senior ward the entrance. He stopped and a delicate looking youngster know."

"Her luggage was marked J. W when Joan entored Central high, "Joan" It was a chorus from Memphis. Besides, a flock of ro- but not too dignified and important there suddenly as the giri behind were coming to meet her.

the newcomers. »

latives met her.”....

to carry her books again, to watch her progress proudly and guard her "Pat, Bill, Benny!"

masculine glances. Througout the The blond girl was kissing hor,

at football games from encroaching two years at Miss Barrington's it had been the same. It would be nice to seo Dick again. Dear, de voted Dick! But it would not be especially exciting.

There Was

him came near.

.

They shook hands.

Ten minutes Inter Bob was stand room staring out. But he was not ing before window in his hotel thinking of the panorama spread below-the symphony of smoke and lights and buildings.

Sho had spirit, that girl. He liked that, too. ; Y.

nothing really very exciting about

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"I beg your pardon." Cheers. It had been a silly ruso, the slightest excuse, he'd be start-blocking the way. Probably she so her name was Joan! He was ing something right now."

suspected-but it had worked. She smiled into her magazine

Ile moved naida. "Sorry. Ho following, not too closely, when a just as the occupant of Pullman said it abruptly, at loss to seize op-voice halled him: "Hi, there, Bob 24 swung through the coach again. portunity now that it was pre-Weston! Well, what do you know He noted the smile and checked it sented to him. Others had pressed about this? What are you doing up against her. Likes silly stories, into the narrow passage and for in Memphis?"

aho didn't, why in heaven's

"Duke Turner!"

Duke was thinking, too, as he a moment the girl was very close to name had she sat for two daye him.

gulded his coupe through trafic Dick. with her particularly pretty nose

He watched her later as sho "Last person in the world along Union. This Joan. Well..

Joan stirred, stretched slim, in a magazine and those particu selected her bag from the mis-ever expected to see! Say, Bob, if ahe knew what a break she had larly lovely eyes upon it, refusing cellaneous assortment outside, tip where're you stopping? Can't I almost had! To think that Robert strong arms over her head and Weston, heir to the Weston for then bounded into a sitting post- to meet his eyes once in a while? pad the porter and followed in the put you up?"

must Thanks, no. I have a room at tune and one of New York's most │tion. Gracious, it What could you do in a

be 7 Case wake of the red cap. Having like this? Evidently his education identified his own luggage, he the hotel. But I'd like to be with eligible young bachelors, was rav- o'clock!

The next moment she ዝቦ had been neglected for it provided hurried after her, his long strides you to-morrow. Soy, Duke, wait a ing like a lunatic and threatening

under the comfort no ways of meeting such a situa-bringing him close again as she minute, will you? There's a girl I to turn the little old city upside anuggling

oncs neared the gate. tion excopt. the time-worn

down looking for a girl named luxuriously. Easy to forget she wasn't at Holbrook Hall-with-an which would, he felt, not work "I boy your pardon. Did you

Joan!".

early morning pupil to coach. with this type of girl.

drop your handkerchief?"

Easy to forget she was at home. To-morrow it would socm Icss strange, perhaps, to be away from all the excitement-the rush of things that were somehow so or "You were just a little girl," dered, and to be back home set said Mrs. Waring tenderly, Shetling into old grooves again, was thinking that Joan had chan Everything was so exactly the ged in the year since her last visit same here at home. The maho- at home: There was an air of res-gany desk stood in the same cur- It showed nor, less orderly than it should be, ponsibility about her.

Ile grinned as be thought of the ld methods such as, "I'm out or matches. Stupid of me, but if you" That procedure had come in after the old handkerchief plan died of old age and abuse.

Some of the fellows at school had kept a regular supply of girls' handkerchiefs which often paved

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want to, ace...“

"Well, of course." Grinning. ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄ ̄| Bob scanned the motor cars mov-,: ing away from the curb, but the

She whiried, resentment in her quartet he sought had disappeared. eyes and in her voice.

"I did not.**

"I hope you don't think- "It isn't necessary when things are so obvious."

Then, as her eyes fell on the handkerchlof in his hand, her tone the way to a number of interesting changed. "Oh," she said in con- adventures. The match idea pro-fusion. "It la mine! How in the bably had been outmoded too while | world—?"

woman

he was grinding away at Boston Colour flow to her face. She was Tech. Anyway, it wouldn't work.

sure he was thinking that she had Not with this self-assured young invited this, resorted to the old

who was so outrageously trick. lovely, devastatingly different, and distractingly sweet with her gray; blue eyes, straight little nose and her dark hair.

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But, with all the glamour, there was something sensible and genuine

She reached for the handker- chief, and then laughed suddenly. "You were silly," Bob said easily, falling into stop.

His eyes teased.

"Surely," he went on, "a young woman with so much worldly ex

and matter-of-fact about her. Heparience as you have evidently had could like this girl. He knew it.-keeping your head when all about Funny, now you could know things you men are loving theirs, as like that.

Kipling would any-"

Just what would happen, he won- dered, if he should walk up to her and say something like this-which,. by the way, would be the exact truth:

Is all that extravagant speech necessary ?"

"What I mean," Bob ignored the remark, "Is that you should be nble to distinguish between the kind of men who wouldn't try to meat a nice girl except through conventional channels and-"

"Are there men like that?"

"Wo'll be in Memphis soon-a city, I understand, of several hun dred thousand souls. I am afraid that when you got off this train, I'll never see you ̄ngain and I want His eyes glinted with humour, to tremendously. So I am taking but he concluded firmly, "And the this extraordinary way of meeting type who would resort to masher you. It happens to be the first methods." time I've been such a darned inlot and opened a conversation with girl."

But, with all the glamour there Maybe she would light cigarette, blow a smoke ring and any companionably; "Sit down and lot'a talic it over."

"

They were in the lobby now- and the girl lifted her eyes to his frankly.

"Well, as amatter-of-fact I didn't think you were that kind. it was rather a disappointment to believe you might be for a moment. But it is my handkerchief and so I'm sorry I was rude-"

But no that would be just the thing she wouldn't do. She would "Don't apologize," said Bob. probably think he was trying to "You see I don't deserve such conrect one of those silly affairs kindness. I took your handker- which had always, disgusted him. (chief from you as you were leaving His face grow red at the thought the train." and he settled into his seat more!

"You took my handkerchief!"

"Anything important," asked Duke, his eyes on Bob's sober face. "Well, rather, Duke, do you know a girl named Joan?"

"Yes, of course."

"That makes it all right. You would know her-"

"Dumbbell I know a dozen Joans in Memphis. Well, at least a half dozen. Joan Baker, Joan Richardson”

"She has gorgeous dark hair and wonderful blue eyes."

"Umn. Joan Smith, the steno-

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Joan at that moment was en- veloped in her mother's arms.

"Darling, you're grown up!"

before I went "I was grown away."

in her.dark eyes, in the set of the with Pat's writing materials scat- slim young shoulders, and in pre-tered over it and stacks or old let occupied little tuck that appeared ters exposed. The chiffenter which now in her smooth forehand as she Joan and Pat had shared since met her mother's eyes,

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