THE HONGKONG TELEGRAPH.
MONDAY, JUNE 25, 1934.
Married Flirts
CHAPTER XXXIV
"Miss Gray to sce vtomatic
come in.
by MABEL
McELLIOTT
Who HIJA you're not?" Tom, had to see her out of hours; theying. Tom was conscious of ad- whiz." apoke heartily.
Vera, Tom reflected, had always "Something wrong?"
with the
hnd hoth entertained the space miring glances as they threaded Her curved smily had a tinge you." The
"I love it here.
Vera buyers.. Why hadn't he told the noon day crowds. No doubt of wistfulnces. That sounds ori announcer
Torstripped off her gloves, rising. Gypsy then? He coukin't exactly about it, she was a good-looking good," she told him, "but you Weaver's deak parroted the words "I've got to get some letters off. explain. Was it possible he had girl. Funny she hadn't married. haven't been a bit friendly late- You've been-well, just and Tom, frowning, said, "Let her suppose you're going downstairs to enjoyed Vert's society as a man Of course she was always raving ly.
lunch at about one?"
rather than a co-worker? Darn it, about a career but Tom had no horrid." sho
"What is all this about?" Tom The girl who presently appeareil
was attractivo; she was good ticed that other girls who talked
way plunged headlong took a sip of ice water and tried on the threshold was dazzling in The young man showed signs fun. Gypsy had been ten times the same her morning freshness. Her gold of embarrassment. "Matter of moro amusing, more delightful, into marriage when the fancy to make his humour hearty.
"I must have done something and-white, rather flashly good looks fact. I'm not," he told her. "ve but that was in the early days, took them. And Vern had lots of were admirably set off by a brown got to see a man uptown and I'm the pre-David days.
beaus. There was always somuald something," Vera offered johnny on the telephone asking plaintively."I wish you'd tell taillored sult, faultlessly cut. The grabbing a sandwich. Besides 'I'm guardsman's hat of gleaming brown keeping in clone touch
It seemed, a pity motherhood her to dunce and dine and what me. I'm so fearfully hurt about had to take auch a grip on some not...
It straw was worn at a perilous angle. house.
Maybe I'm emzy," Tom said women, Tom reflectol, stuming his
They had to walk two blocks good-naturedly. "I don't know pipe. David was Important, of course. He was the son and heir, to the hooded subway entrance, what you're driving at. I'm not an adorable scrap of; babyhood, jostling people as they went and mad at you. You haven't done abad But Gypsy had altered so since his dodging taxis at the intersections. anything to annoy me, and shall
arrival. She didn't want to do The ride uptown, with the sway- we talk about something else?" "Oh. too bad?" She was red things, go places any more. Men fog care hurling therapelves for
eyes were dowy. "Sure, The dening her. lips now. tone weren't used to being tied to a ward at breakneck sped through Tommy ?"
hourse. They were broken In to the tunnels, made nversation im- "Absolutely!" "I didn't know you were back."was perfunctory,
"I'm a cut up about it," Tom the routine of matrimony much less possible. Just before. the Times "I'm Bo terribly glad," Tom said. "Cigarette?"
Square station was reached the whispered softly. "Because you She accepted one and lighted it stated with finality. "Very fond easily than girls.
He thought of Gypsy's white.girl touched his afmightly and know what it's always meant to gracefully. Everything this girl of Mr. Morell. He's one
suy. And of course Gypsy's stricken face as he had left her said, "Get out here with me, me, having you about, don't you, did was studled.
that morning and almost groaned Tommy, and have chocolate Tommy-7" aloud! His girl, little and elim malted. It will only take a sec. The man's heart sank. What and adorable; what was she doing
you was he letting himself in for now?
(To be continued.)
known how to wear clothes. She
She lifted her eyebrows de lentely. was the type that young men still "Gypay's father," he explained. artlessly describe as "knockout.""Auto accident. He's in
"Good morning?" She netted) herself in the one comfortable chair In the cubicle and smiled at him brilliantly,
way."
"Got that bird Varick at Inat," frightfully upset."
she and with a satisfied amile.
"Mnim
grand
I can imagine." She stood irresolute in
the
"You did?" Tom showed Interest doorway and he made no move to now? What particular hell was somcularly want to nak
"You all said I couldn't. Even Mr. Lawrence said I couldn't. But I did!" Her white teeth flashed in triumph.
"Well, he's always been a hard nut. Hard man to see." Tom said reflectively."Vamped him, ch?"
I wouldn't any that." Her sil very laugh tinkled in modesty.
"Lawrence' be pleased." Tom swerved in his chair, staring out over the roofá.
detain her.
Hor
SOLID MAJORITY.
CONSERVATIVES RETAIN
TWICKENHAM
sho
she going through?
It would have seemed churlish He reached for the telephone. to refuse. He could have his 'soda Miles away, across a river, up fountain drink; he could go on a line of hills, in a shabby man-uptown without feeling guilty. It arded house a bell tinkled and was a matter of business-Vera Clytle's voice came through, was always demanding his advice. "Mist" Weaver? He just the same. Gypsy, far away and in trouble, I'll call Miss Gypay."
would neither know nor be hurt.
London, June 22. They climbed on twin stools The Conservative Party yester- at a gleaming white and chromium day retained the Twickenham Par- counter. All about them was the liamentary seat by 5,505 votes as paraphernalia of the modern drug against 4.807 votes at the inst store, the books, alarm clocks, general election, The by-election costumed dolls rubber goods and was caused by the death of Mr. H. nosegays of lollipops which form R. Murray Phillipson. the background for one lone, lost The polling was as follows: counter where chemists ply their Brigadler-General A. C. Crit- trude.
chloy, Conservative, 25,395 votes. "What I want to know," Veru Mr. Holman, Labour, 19,890 demanded gayly after a white-votes. coated youth had taken their The result of the Twickenham order, "what I want to know la by-election held on September 16, what have I done to make you 1932 was: mad at me? Why don't you like Mr. H. E. Murray Phillipson me any more?"
(Con.) 21,688 She was us "Me?" Tom stared. "You're Mr. Colman (Lab.) 16.881.- Seventy-sec- | crazy, girl, I think you're a'Reuter.
"Well, I'll be seeing you." But after she had gone, leaving faint, Inescapable trace of scent on the air, he put his head in his hands and groaned a little. Gypsy and Veral Gypay and Vera! OR and water, these two natures were. He liked the girl-couldn't help A wait and then Gypsy's faint admiring her enterprise. She was hello. "We're waiting. The doc
amart business woman and tors are both here... awfully feminine in the bargain. Tom reached for his hat and "You should have had that ne2 He'd been hoping she'd go back to slammed out of the office. The ♫ count, Tommy!" Her voice took on Boston but she had told Lawrence "man uptown" of whom he had warmer noten and she laid a hand she didn't want too that was spoken to Vera was more or less on his sleeve.
that! When she had come into fictional. There were several "Oh, ret, It's your business! Glad the oftke a few months ago their people he had to see but none of to see a young girl get along." Ha ok friendship had renewed itself the calls were urgent, grinned at her.
Hang it all, a man couldn't be a j Vern was in the outer office as "Wasn't it the funniest thing?" blooming prig! He couldn't say to he whirled through, talking to the she asked with relish. "My walk a girl he'd known. so long. "I'm switchboard girl. At sight of Tom ing in here that day and Mr. terribly sorry but I'm nmarried she said, "Don't forget. Tell him Lawrence remembering me back at now. I can't pass the time of day I'll be in at three," and tripped the Boston offleg and asking how with you any more."
after Tom. I'd like to try my hand at the Now No, he couldn't do that I Ani "Going up now?" York work?"
at Arat he had been afraid to He grinned at her. "Certainly wasi" Tom's voice mention to Gypsy the fact that tall as he "Far as Rounded enthusiastic enough but Lawrence (taken with Vera's und street. there were little lines around his good looks) had given her a job
"I'm going
aev fai us Times eyes. He looked tired.
the same office. Gypsy would Square," she said, lightly. “T') "And I was just mad to come have been suspicious. Women trail along If you don't mind.” clown, of course. Who wouldn't were funny that way.
Well, ha "O. K., Indy." be 7" Vera demanded. "It was the hadn't mentioned the matter and She tucked her bag under one chance of a lifetimo",
Vera had helped him to land that tailored arm and tripped along "Well, you're making good. slik stocking account. He had boride him, "Kèr, high heels cilek,
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