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w VV* nrs.H«»rryPutfh Smith CHAPTER V Synapsis Janet Phillips finds herself left out of things when her wealthier friends in Bay City come home from their finish ing schools and colleges. Pris ciUa Leigh—at the moment in terested in Janet's old friend Gordon Key—ls making her self disagreeable. Jim Phillips, Janet's brother, has brought her to the dance to which Gor don promised to take her. Jim I The $/GWP(rE Luxury liner THERE else will low N W price give you such a Ailf// \ 6ig, luxurious car? Dodge y/* 1 also gives you the ad van- / mkU #9 J tage of Dodge engineering i U* J that means lower upkeep, m longer car life and real econ- M£/ omy on gas and oil. See the 1 j j 1940 Dodge Luxury Liner, f ' JJJ M Learn why 4,061 engineers I Sw* »«*• M bought Dodge in 12 months!* I mn ** * * October, 1938, through September, \ »J\«| F 1939. Latest figures available. \ P® DOME EW6INBERIN6 COSTSYbuNOTHIHGExm YADKIN AUTO SALES East Market Street Elkin, N. C. 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She finds that Howard Leigh has falsified Jim's position and hurries to explain. Jim was staring down into her lovely pointed face and it seem ed to be wiped quite free of *'•* .. ./ ' * .. . , ■ - i THE ELKIN TRIBUNE. ELKIN. NORTH CAROL sophistication and affectation. He had not until then realized that she was very young, much young er than her pose. "You forgive me?" "Certainly!" Again she laid her hand on his arm and he learned that ecstasy can cut like a knife. "Will you dance the next dance with me?" she asked softly. "I'll be delighted," he stammer ed, "only I warn you I'm an aw ful dub on the dance floor. I'm no lady's man." "Perhaps that's why I like you so much." Nothing in his experience had prepared him for the rapturous emotions which surged through him at the feel of her supple fra grant body. Once when no bent his head a little bronze curl brushed his cheek, thrilling him from head to foot. He had a wayward desire to press his lips to the seductive hollow in the slender ivory column of her throat. "You dance beautifully," mur mured Miss Sanders when the music ended. He still did not trust himself to speak. Howard Leigh was com ing toward them with a scowl and still Jim said nothing. "I'll see you in the morning," she asked, "for our first lesson?" Jim swallowed hard. "Yes," he said unsteadily, although he knew that the first lesson was behind them. It was not apparent on the sur face that Janet Phillips no long er occupied the same position in respect to her old crowd which she had once held. She did not suffer for lack of partners at the dance that night. Gordon did not look happy. In spite of his mother's persuasions, Gordon had never liked Priscilla. Even when it was her whim to be amiable, he never knew what minute she might turn upon him. Janet understood the distressed pucker between his eyes and why in spite of himself he glanced longingly at her from across Priscilla's sleek blond head. When someone cut in on him he could not resist the temptation to tap Janet's partner on the shoulder. "Hello, Gordon," said Janet. Gordon drew a breath of re lief as his arms closed about her. It was as if he had escaped un predictable perils and rediscover ed security. Involuntarily Janet's voice took on a soothing note. "You mustn't feel conscience stricken about me, Gordon," she said gently. "I feel terrible about letting you down!" cried Gordon in a; choked voice. Janet still found herself in the anomalous position of defending him from herself. "It isn't as though we were ever formally engaged, or as if you had jilted me at the altar," she said kindly. "I wouldn't have hurt you for the world. My one consolation is that you're too good -for me," he said with a mournful smile. It was Janet's cue to bolster up his self-esteem by a denial of his statement, but she had a sudden vision of truth. "Yes," she said, "I am." She wished someone would cut in, but her friends were too tact ful. She muttered an excuse when the music stopped and es caped to the dressing room. She arrived at the ballroom to find that her partner for the next dance had looked everywhere for her before retiring in dudgeon to the bar. Had Janet followed her inclination she would have hunt ed up Jim and asked him to take her home. She felt sure he was bored to death and eager for an excuse to go, but at that moment a couple drifted by her on the dance floor. Janet could scarce ly believe her eyes. Prom the rapt expression on his rugged face, her brother with Miss Helen Sanders in his arms was anything but bored. "Oh, no!" cried Janet. She did not realize she had spoken aloud until someone who had come up behind her address her. "Shall we finish this dance?" She turned sharply. Tony Ryan stood at her elbow. Evi dently he had only that moment arrived. She intended to make an excuse for not dancing with him. However, he gave her no chancy to do anything of the kind. He merely put out his arms and danced off with her as if he believed any girl would feel flattered to be singled out by the famous Tony Ryan. Janet was glad when the music ended, glad when Priscilla came skating across the room to assert her prior claim to the visiting celebrity, glad when everybody crowded around Tony Ryan so that Janet was edged to the ex treme rim of the group and fin ally extricated from it entirely by Ted Hughes with whom she had the next dance. The last dance of the evening was the only one in which no cut ins were allowed. Everyone was supposed to dance it with his es cort, but Janet had not seen Jim for-an hour. She had a notion CCC MALARIA UUU ,n7 «3^ and COLDS CMUwf? WORC ■ ■ m.. i.. -i M*— . A jv-ftys symptoms rail day Try "Bub-My-Ttan"— * Wonder- I fid Uniamt he was lurking outside with a cigarette. However, she made a circuit of the veranda without lo cating him. She was perched on the porch railing staring som berly at the setting moon, when Tony Ryan again came up be hind her. "Want to dance?" he asked. "No," said Janet without turn ing her head. There was an interval of si lence which Janet found trying. In the end it was she who broke what had begun to seem a con test between their wills. "It must be nice to return to the old home town in the role of conquering hero," she remarked in a light .disdainful voice. He laughed. "It's a complex, I suppose. I could never convince myself that I had outgrown Shanty Town until I came back here and had the seal of approval put upon me by the elite of Bay City. Queer, isn't it?" She gave him a grudging glance. "That at least needn't worry you any longer." "I always get what I go af ter,' he said quietly. "Modest, aren't you?" "No, just sure of myself. There's a difference." "Who am I to take exception to your pride in your accom plishments," she inquired bitter ly. "You're on your way up, I am on my way out." He stared at her curiously. "Yes?" I She shrugged her shoulders. "As you may know, a generation ago my family was prominent lo cally. Now my mother works in a store and so shall I when I fin- y ish my course in interior decorat ing." , He was studying the dead end of his cigarette. "If you're an expert on interior decorating, I might have a job for you." "A job?" "Perhaps you aren't interested in jobs." "Oh, yes," said Janet with a hostile smile, "I'm interested in any chance to earn money. It's so important to make money. Nothing else matters." "I've bought the old Radcliffe mansion." "My grandfather's house!" "I signed the papers a couple of hours ago." "But,' cried Janet breathlessly, "it's dreadfully run down. That's why Mother let the property go practically for back taxes. We couldn't afford to live there and no one would rent it. people don't care for those huge, old fashioned places any more." "I do," said Tony Ryan. "It's like this," he explained. "When I was a ragged alley rat I prom ised myself that some day I'd buy the best of everything. At that time the old Radcliffe mansion represented my idea of the most elegant thing of its kind." "It broke Mother's heart to give up the place," said Janet icily. "It's one of the few times I ever saw her cry. Since then I've gone blocks out of my way not to pass the house. It isn't pleasant to be reminded that the glories of your past are past." "If it would be painful, forget it." "Don't be ridiculous," said Janet. "Paupers cannot afford sentiment." "That's settled then? Shall we fix a day to go out and look things over? Tomorrow?" "If you like." "I'll pick you up at two at your home." She gave him a curious glance. ! "Won't you rattle around like a ' marble, alone in that huge place?" He shook his head. "Of course I shan't live there long alone," he said. She stared. "You're going to be married?" "Naturally," he said, "one can't select a wife as quickly as a 1 house." "You haven't selected one yet!" cried Janet in a dismayed voice. [ He grinned. "All I know is that she'll have to be out of the [ top drawer." Janet decided she hated him. ' "Locally you'll find Priscilla 1 Leigh our highest priced article," ; she remarked disdainfully. ! "So she's given me to under stand," said Tony Ryan. * * * So far as Berenice and Bill 1 Carter were concerned, the party ' at Lou Fletcher's that same even ing was not a success. They ran the radio and danced and made 1 a great deal of noise. The people •in the adjoining apartment ; knocked on the wall, but no one paid any attention. They were a ' quiet middle-aged couple and did ; not belong to "The Bunch," as ; Berenice's friends called them-. : selves. 1 The Sheltons were middle-aged ' too. "But we don't let it get us ; down!" cried May, shrieking with 5 laughter when Guy draped a ; tapestry from the wall about his 1 shoulders and pretended to be a : bull-fighter in action. Guy was screamingly funny, or ; so Berenice thought, but Bill sat L in the corner and sulked just as ' she had expected him to do. [ She went over to Bill. "Ready [ to go?" "What do you think?" he ask ed. ' He did not trouble himself to . tell the Fletchers he had enjoyed the party. Berenice seethed with anger. i "I hope you're satisfied," she ' said when they were alone in their apartment, j Bill stalked into the dressing room and began to hunt for his : pajamas. "If I refuse to go to their darned parties, you're sore. If I give in and go, you're sore. i It's got so It's hell around here any way you take it." "If you could manage," cried Berenice in a choked voice, "we'd never have any friends." , Bill let down the in-a-door bed with an angry thud. 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