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Thursday, May 16, 1940 Mrs- Harry Putfh Smith CHAPTER VI Synopsis Janet Phillips resents her family's poverty when her wealthier friends come home from coilefe. Prise ilia Leigh, whose ftunlly has made money, has appropriated the spotlight in Bay City and along with it— Janet's friend, Gordon Key. Jim Phillips, Janet's brother, has brought her to the dance to which Gordon had promised to take her and has fallen in love with rich, red-headed Hel en Sanders. Jim is subbing as golf pro at the club and has of fered to give Miss Sanders les sons. Janet meets Tony Ryan at the dance and agrees to re decorate her old house which Tony has just bought. In the meantime, Berenice and Bill Carter, Janet's sister and her brother-in-law, have come home from a wild party which Bill hasn't enjoyed. "If I weren't crazy about you I wouldn't care what you did," Bill has just said. "I don't know why we ever fight," she sighed. "What did you have to tell me?" "The boss had a talk with me today." 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"If you ask me," said Bill in a grim voice, "we were better off there than here, and a darned sight happier." "When you preach you make me so mad I could die!" cried Berenice in a stifled voice. "You don't sweeten my disposi tion any," remarked Bill savage ly, snapping off the light. Driving out to the club in his battered flivver early the next morning, Jim Phillips, after a nearly sleepless night, had arriv ed at a decision, not a happy one, but one from which he was de termined not to swerve. He had made a complete idiot of himself the night before, he did not pro pose to repeat the performance. By every standard on which he had painstakingly built his life he could not afford to fall in love with Miss Helen Sanders. He succeeded so well in con vincing himself that Miss Helen Sanders was merely a shooting star which had flashed across his horizon only to disappear, he considered it extremely unlikely that she would keep her promise and appear for the promised golf lesson. Nevertheless, knocking golf balls idly against the side of the caddy house, he kept his eyes steadily on the drive leading dowri to the gates and when the Leighs' scarlet and white coupe turned in at the club entrance Jim's heart gave an agonized bound. "H'lo!" murmured Miss San ders, bringing the machine to an abrupt stop with a scream of brakes and a flurry of gravel. "Hello," said Jim in a voice that did not sound like his. She was alone in the coupe ex cept for the elaborate bag of clubs which Howard had procur ed for her the day before. She was wearing a backless blue silk blouse with a halter neck tied un der her chin and a pair of blue shorts. A blue silk bandana hand kerchief caught her bronze hair back from her face. Her slender golden limbs were bare. She looked disgruntled and sleepy and she smothered a yawn as she climbed out of the car. "Of all the ungodly hours to THE ELKIN TRIBUNE, ELKIN, NORTH CAROLINA get up!" she complairied. "I left everybody else fast asleep." "That's why I didn't expect you," said Jim. She gave him a sultry glance. "Maybe that's why I came, to prove you can't be right all the time." Jim led the way without com ment toward the big canvas cur tain tacked up at the end of a wire enclosure behind the caddy house. "You're a long way from being ready to hit a ball yet," said Jim. "Let's see you swing. No, no! That isn't a baseball bat. Hold it this way, and for heaven's sake cut out the debutante slouch and get some backbone into your stance." Jim ignored the black glances she gave him from time to time. He went on quietly showing her where she was doing everything wrong. It was tedious work. He had to confess that she had proved an apt pupil. She back slid occasionally, but in the main she seemed to have acquired a surprising grasp of the essentials in the time allotted. "All right," said Jim when the hour was up, "that will do for to day." She flexed the muscles of her left arm. "I seem to be sorer than I realized." Jim grinned. "Wait until to morrow. You'll know all about Charley-horses then." Her glance smoldered. "May be I'm not so soft as you think. Anyway, I'm going to play a round this afternoon, Charley horses or not," she announced de fiantly. "I don't want you to set foot on the course until you've had four more lessons," he said. "If you continue to pick up you can play Saturday." "I'll play when I like." "That's up to you," said Jim. "Only if you do I've lost a pupil." Their glances tangled and her eyes fell first. "All right," she said. "You win. I'll play Satur day." She gave him a rueful glance from under her lashes. "No one was ever mean to me before. I ought to hate you." Jim could feel himself going white. "Don't you?" he asked unsteadily. She had come nearer, so near he could not get his breath. "Maybe it's because you're dif ferent,' she whispered, "but I wish you didn't despise me." Jim could think of nothing ex cept her seductive face lifted al luringly to his. "I don't despise you," he said hoarsely. "I think you're the prettiest thing I ever looked at." "Honestly?" "Honestly," repeated Jim with a painful flush. "I have a feeling, given a pro per chance, we could go for each other in a large way," she mur mured, then turned abruptly to ward the car. "See you tomorrow morning, Professor," she said and drove rapidly away. * » * The grounds of the old Rad cliffe place took up an entire block. A rough stone wall en closed the property on all sides. Janet's grandfather had made a gallant effort to retrieve the fam ily fortunes, but he was more statesman than politician and, while he made an excellent gov ernor, he was too honest to man ufacture capital from a political career. When he died he left barely enough to settle his debts. Tony Ryan drew a large key from his pocket. In fuming si lence Janet followed him up the wide steps to the great brass studded front door with its deli cate fanlight overhead. In the same oppressive silence they made a tour of the old mansion and re turned to the double parlors on the south. "There's nothing wrong which a crew of high-priced carpenters can not put right in a hurry. The real estate agency advises me that Busby is the best carpenter in town. You'll work directly with him. "I'll not be able to get out here often," he continued. "I have a number of loose ends to tie off now that I've finally decided to retire. I'll tell Busby I want ev erything in this house put back exactly as it was. You will be the judge of what's what. When he's finished we'll take up the question of furnishings." "I still feel as if I'd be taking money under false pretenses," she murmured uncertainly. "I never allow myself to be cheated," said Tony Ryan, lead ing the way back to the car. By five o'clock that afternoon it was raining and the golf course was deserted. Jim Phillips had no desire to hang around with the crowd which was having cocktails in the clubhouse, a crowd that included Howard and Priscilla Leigh, also Tony Ryan and Miss Helen Sanders. When Jim entered the flat Janet was stretched out on the day-bed in the dining room, star ing at the streaming window panes with an expression as lu gubrious as the weather, and Cathy Wood was sitting on the floor beside Danny who had fall en asleep and was curled up un der a faded crocheted afghan like a little bug in a rug. "Hello, everybody," said Jim, sounding more cheerful than he felt. "H'lo," murmured Janet in a listless voice. Cathy looked up quickly and smiled. "Hello, Jim," she said softly. Dropping down into a big wicker chair Jim leaned his head back and extended his long legs at full length. "Rotten after noon," he remarked. Janet's lips tightened. " 'Some days must be dark and dreary'," she quoted drearily. Jim laughed. Cathy said nothing. Jim had noticed that as a rule you had to discover what Cathy was thinking by what she did not say. He watched her slim fingers busily 1 engaged with needle and thread. She was mending a pair of brief silken trunks, part of her dancing costume. She held the trunks up critically between herself and the fading light to inspect her stitches. "They're not much bigger than Danny's pants," commented Jim with a chuckle. To his surprise Cathy blushed. The color washed painfully into her pinched face, and Jim realiz ed with acute dismay that he had hurt her. "At that," he said in an effort to make amends, "when it comes to covering, they're as adequate a£ the new bathing suits all the girls wear." "The difference is, I draw a salary for exposing my physical charms, if any," Cathy explain ed and added with a short laugh, "You can get by with murder so long as you don't lose your ama teur standing. 'S funny, or isn't it, how it's usually the society dame with the least on who sneers at the brazen chorus girl." "It is when you're poor but proud," muttered Jim. Janet stared at him in aston ishment. "It's something new for you to feel like that," she said. "You've always seemed to think we ought to thank goodness for our obstacles because they're sup posed to develop character, or what have you?" "Anybody home?" called Anne Phillips opening the front door. "Heaven help the poor working goils on a night like this." Jim grinned. "There you go, making the best of things as usual." Anne smiled at Cathy. "Any way our sons like us," she said. "How's the boy?" Cathy hesitated. "He's been asleep for an hour. He feels aw fully hot to me and it isn't like him to be so quiet." She smiled, knelt down and put her hand on Danny's small flushed brow. "Has—has he any fever?" fal tered Cathy. "M ay be a little," admitted Anne. It seemed to Jim that Cathy's eyes had grown too big for her stricken face. "WanJ me to stroll over and pick up a doctor?" he asked helplessly. Anne shook her head. "It's probably just an upset stomach. You'd better leave Danny here on the daybed until you get home tonight so I can look at him oc casionally," she suggested. "You're all so kind," said Cathy with a little sob. "I don't like to impose on you, but Grandma Bauer's old and she doesn't hear very well and if—if Sonny got worse—" Cathy had stooped to pick up her little boy. "Let me," said Jim. "He's getting too heavy for you to carry." He gathered Danny gent ly into his arms without waking him. Cathy went ahead to open the door. Jim, the baby's head resting like a crumpled yellow flower on his shoulder, tiptoed after her. "Someone's bought the house," Janet said. It was unnecessary to say what house. There was only one which mattered to the Phillips family. Anne, who had turned toward the kitchen, paused abruptly. 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