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FIFTEEN got up and went to Mantelpiece and John folio w ie n‘ ' He ..aid conversationally, i berh„n i always look delicer ^to people’s hands, do •‘/'’.tU said calmly, “Per flen.r n.as a little obvious. How »i* nhip it is to want to win at es?‘ca,° Mu wanted Gerda to win the you mean. In your desire we pleasure to people, you > (! dra„ the line at cheating.” *L. horribly you put things! fvou are always quite right.” wishes seemed to be -ad by my partner.” "i; he had noticed, thought Hen . She had wondered, herself, **'' had been mistaken. Edward ,,b., .-killful—there was nothing couid have taken hold of. A „.E once, to call the game. A h*that had been sound and ob 1,5 but when a less obvious ’fJ-ouid have assured success. t worried Henrietta. ... Ed she knew, would never play i cards in order that she, Hen n-;ight win. He was far too with English sportsman hio for that. No. she thought, it , just any more success for JJ, christow that ne was unable i wdure. ' ' c felt suddenly keyed up, she didn’t like this party of i-nv'S. V,d then dramatically, with the 'Ll:tv of a stage entrance. “roLca Cray came through the rin do V* * ... Xhe French windows haa been j hed to. not closed, for the eve L was warm. Veronica pushed wide, came through them nd stood there framed against „ night, smiling, a little rueful, joUv" charming, waiting just „t infinitesimal moment before nuking “° that she miight he jy, of her audience. "Vou must forgive me — burst ., in upon you this way. I m our neighbor. Lady AngkateJl — xim that ridiculous cottage Dove »t*i—and the most frightful ca istrophe has occurred!” QUICK and EASY fragrant, crustv-brown hot rolls, fresh from your own oven I What a treat! NlLLY- prepared ■ •. including yeast ^ou add only water— ^ats all. Isj0 extra costs ' • • no uesswork. **ma RESULTS • •• every time! Anyone can bake like an exPm with this amazing ne* Duff’s mix! JUST ADD Water — that's all! Her smile broadened—became more humorous. “Not a match! not a single match in the house! And Satur day evening. So stupid of me. But what could I do? I came along here to beg help from my only neighbor trithin miles.” Nobody spoke for a moment, for Veronica had rather that effect. She w'as lovely—net quietly love ly, not even dazzlingly lovely—but so efficiently lovely that it made you gasp! The waves of pale shimmering hair, the curving mouth — the platinum foxes that swathed her shoulders and the long sweep of white velvet under neath them. She was looking from one to the other of them, humorous, charm ing! “And I smoke,” she said, “like a chimney! And my lighter w'on't work! And besides, there’s break fast—gas stoves—She thrust oui her hands. “I do feel such a com plete fool.” Lucy came forward, gracious, faintly amused. “Why, of course—” she began, but Veronica Cray interrupted. She was looking at John Chris tow. An expression of utter amazement, of incredulous de light, was spreading over her face. She took a step towards him. hands outstretched. “Why, surely — John! It’s John Christow'l Now isn’t that too extraordinary? I haven’t seen you for years and years and years! And suddenly—to find you here!” She had his hands in hers by row. She w'as all w'armth and simple eagerness. She half turned her head to Lady Angkatell. “This is just the most w'onderful surprise. John’s an old, old friend of mine. Why, John’s the first man I ever loved! I was crazy about you, John.” She w'as half laughing now’—a woman moved by the ridiculous remembrance of veung love. “I always thought John was just wonderful!" Sir Henry, courteous and pol ished. had moved forw'ard to her. She must have a drink. He maneuvered glasses. Lady Angka te'.l said: "Midge dear, ring the bell.” When Gudgeon came, Lucy said: A box of matches, uuageon— I at least has cook got plenty?” “A new dozen came in today, rn’lady.” “Then bring m half a dozen. Gudgeon.” ■'On, no. Lady Angkatell — just one!” Veronica protested, laughing; she had her drink now and was smiling around at everyone. John Christow said: ‘‘This is my wife, Veronica.” “Oh. but how lovely to meet you,” Veronica beamed upon Ger da’s air of bewilderment. Gudgeon brought in the matches, stacked on a stiver salve1'. Lady Angkatell indicated Veronica Cray with a gesture and he brought the , saiver to her. “Oh, dear Lady Angkatell, not all these!” Lucy's gesture was negligently royal. “It’s so tiresome having only one of a thing. We can spare them auite easily.” Sir Henry was saying pleas antly: “And now do you like living at Dovecotes?” "I adore it. It’s wonderful, near London, and yet one feels so beau tifully isolated.” Veronica put down her glass. She drew the platinum foxes a lit tle closer around her. She smiled on them all. “Thank you so much! You’ve S been so kind—” the words floated between Sir Henry and Lady Ang katell, and for some reason. Ed ward. “I shall now’ carry home i the spoils. John, ’ she gave him an artless, frienalv smile, “y o u must see me safely back, because I want dreadfully to hear ail | you’ve been doing in the years and vears since I’ve seen you. It I makes me feel, of course, dread fully old.” She moved to tne window and John Christow followed her. She flung a last brilliant smile at them all. “I’m so dreadfully sorry to have bothered ydu in this stupid way. . . . Thank you so much, , Lady Angkatell.” She went out with John. Sir Henry stood by the window look ing after them. “Quite a fine warm night,” he said. ___ , » wmumm mmM Lady Angkatell yawned. “Oh, dear,” she murmured, “we must go to bed. Henry, we must go and see one of her pic tures. I’m sure, from tonight, she niu^t give a lovely performance.” They went upstairs. Midge, say ing good night, asked Lucy: “A lovely performance?” “Didn’t you think so, darling?” “I gather, Lucy, that you think it’s just passible she may have seme matches in Dovecotes all the time.” “Dozens of boxes. I expect, dar ling. But we mustn’t be uncharit able. And it was a lovely per formance!” Doors were shutting all down the corridor, voices were mur muring good nights. Sir Henry said, “I’ll leave the window for Christow.” His own door shut. Henrietta said to Gerda, “What fun actresses are. They make such marvelous entrances and exits!” She yawned and added, “I’m frightfully sleepy.” Veronica Cray moved swiftly along the narrow path through the chestnut woods. She came out from the woods to the open space by the swim ming pool. There was a small pa vilion here where the Angkatells sat on days that were sunny but when there was a cold wind. Veronica Cray stood still. She turned and faced John Christow. Then she laughed. With her hand she gestured toward the leaf-strewn surface of the swim ming pool. “Not quite like the Mediter ranean, is it, John?” she said. He knew then what he had been waiting for — knew that in all those fifteen years of separation from Veronica, she had still been with him. The blue sea, the scent of mimosa, the hot dust—pushed down, thrust out of sight, but nev'er really forgotten. . . . They all meant one thing—Veronica. He was a young man of twenty-four, desperately and agonizingly in love, and this time he was not go ing to run away. • * * John Christow’ came out from the Chestnut woods onto the green slope by the house. There was a moon and the house basked in the moonlight with a strange inno cence in its curtained w’indows. He looked down at the wrist watch he wore. It was three o'clock. He drew a deep breath and his face was anx ious. He W’as no longer, even re motely, a young man of twenty four in love. He was a shrewd and practical man of just on forty and his mind w’as clear and level headed. He'd been a fool, of course, a complete fool, but he didn’t regret that! For he ivas, he now realized, completely master of himself. It was as though, for years, he had dragged a weight upon his leg— and now the weight was gone. He was free. He was free and himself. John Christow — and he knew’ that to John Christow, successful Harley Street specialist, Veronica Cray meant nothing whatsoever. All that had been in the past—and because that conflict had never been resolved, because he had al ways suffered humiliatingly from the" fear that he had. in plain lan nvs.se. “run away,” Veronica’s image had never completely left uuTi. one had come to him tonight out of a dream . . . and he had, accepted the dream, and now, thank God, he was delivered from it forever. He was back in the present—and it was 3 a.m., and it was just possible that he had mucked up things rather badly. (To Be Continued) The V. S. produces practically no tin at all.__ H DRESSED M AND H DRAWN | FRYERS - 63c H somethin^ BiI^feRei^T fob Sunday dinner | LEGO-LAMB T H TENDER—JUICY ALL THE WAY THROUGH ■9 1/1* B T iiA il P W Colon i»l R ■ Hilll nVillJ A Bonel.is Should.r H FOR TONIGHT—IRISH STEW WITH DUMPLINS I STEWING BEEF 3 R THICK FAT BACK I STBEAK-O-LEAN tlsji _ - «W| H ;! COLONIAL PRIDE M j; BEEF B ;i GhHClr Hi*«isft ;! 1 Lb. 53c H t/,w.w.w.'. v.-. ».- -■-■.■.va WINNER QUALITY beet Chuck Houst ^ 51c Spiced LUNCHEON MEAT, lb. 7. 13c Thin Sliced LARGE BOLOGNA, lb-45c Cooked SALAMI, lb_.7— »5c Skinless FRANKS, lb.- 47c Ocean Fre&h Sea Feed* LARGE RED FIN CROAKERS.lb. 21c OCEAN ROUND TROUT.lb. 25c FRESH JUMBO SHRIMP.lb. 69c SANDWICH SPREAD _ . Our Pride 17* sserut bread Our Pride tT 11* or* PRIDE Raisin *m4 17* OUR PRIDE Whole 15* OUR PRIDE Rye Bread 15* m9Basnasanu«ami*B1*l^,"IBB NABISCO ritz c*i«. :::■ 29* NABISCO SHREDDED WHEAT t 14* POTTED MEAT LIBBY’S 3 L‘ 23* TELLOW MUSTARD LIBBY’S 11* SWEET MIXED PICKLES LIBBY’S T 29* THE IDEAL EUNCHEON MEAT—SWIFT’S PREM r 37* FLEECY WHITE BLEACH 2 Qt. Bot*. 25o *-GbI. Bet. 23o Sunbrlle ci«an**r 2 c»n* 13c Beech-Nut B»by Foot|‘ 3 ^j-o*. j*r* 25c Ice Cream Sail 10 Lb 21c l»lEIZ«Cr.am of Tomato Soup 11-Ox. Can 12c Pel Evap. Milk T*"c*" 12c Granulated Saga? S Lb-B,g 46c 1 Adwntnr— In GOOD EATING Take ground beef out of tb* every-day elan. Serve It lor eom pany or Sunday dinner*. It’a to versatile, so economical, so easy to prepare. Buy a pound and serve a pound. There’s no waste no difficult earring to try Dad’s patience. Tor a company snack ef an evening, try these Hawaiian Burgers. Broil or fry hamburger patties (be eareful not • dry them out!) Meanwhile, eaute pineapple slice* hi a little but ter. On half a toasted hamburger bun, spread a liberal layer of chill sauce, lay meat cake on top of that, top with the grilled pine apple slices. Something scrump tious in open-faced sandwlchetl lee creams the perfect cooler dessert. No cream needed—and it takes only a jiffy to mix when you use Teady-prepared ica cream mixes. Several excellent ones are available at Colonial. Just add water to the mix—freeze. In ex pansive and wonderful! J ECONOMICAL SUNDAY DINNER j Barbecued individual Beef Loaves Escalloped Potatoes Baked Squash Casserole Frozen Fruit Salad Ice Cream Topped With Pineapple Preserves Vanilla Wafers Iced Coffee SUGGESTED RECIPE Barbecued Individual Beef Loaves 1 pound ground beef 1 tablespoon chopped onion 14 cup fine dry bread crumbs 14 cup evaporated milk 1 teaspoon salt iJpi Barbecue Sauce 1/8 cup catsup J L tablespoon vinegar £ tablespoon Worcestershire 14 teaspoon chili powder 1 tablespoon chopped onion. Mix bread crumbs, milk and salt. Add meat and onion and blend well, mixing lightly. Shape into 4 individual oblong meat loaves and place in shallow, oiled pan. Mix together ingre dients for barbecue sauce and pour over loaves. Make for 45 minutes at 350* F., basting once or twice with sauce. Serves 4. ' taka yoar ckoica ol ^“"■iLEB . 2 gawroatead irodail S| If you want the best you can buy—tender well-aged, eornfed heed 7| —choose Colonial Pride, For this is ©ur finest grade of meat—ae- M lected from the top grades of leading packers. Eg All of our cuts of beef, veal and lamb are now tagged with Colonial Kg Pride or Winner Quality markers. Our Winner Quality sells at a lower Eg price. But it, too, Is fine meat—second only to Colonial Pride. We sell these two grades of meat—at two prices—to fill the needs Mm of all our customers. We hope our new markers make it easy for gg you to select the meat you want. And we hope you’re satisfied with Eg your choice. If not, you know, we will cheerfully refund yor money J ►l OLD VTB6INIA CORNED BEES' &HASH r 19* 1BILL PICKLES LANG S r. 23* UPTON’S TEA : 51* PACKEB’S LABEL ARTESIAN PEAS 2 r 35* DEL MONTE BEADY TO SERVE PRUNES ? 29* Our H Wilming- jj H ton | ! H Location Srd. Street ! j H Between <;H Chestnut 1 j And LGrace. JB jj^^ag i --X**L * »*??*' T- J* ***** - lANTALOUPEF _ A DVUCtOUS PARTY DESSERT LB CANTALOUP! WITH SHERBERT_ ■a ' EXTRA LARGE SWEET, JUICY FLORIDA <****' D GRAPEFRUIT 3 ta23« g ' NEW MOUNTAIN STRINGLESS H GREEN BEANS 2 -27« g WONDERFUL FOR COLE SLAW—GREEN IT NEW CABBAGE ^ 5* | GA. PEACHES 2 - I DELICIOUS FRESH E-fl CORN 6 •" 27e I STUFF SOME WITH CHEE8C—MICHIGAN COLDEN HEART ipS CELERY 2 25c 1 HARD YOUNG HEADS-CRISP, GREEN, FIRM ICEBERG LETTUCE | J H~d, 23e 2 I3e H IVORY SOAP bfj* Bar BALLARD’S OBELISK plain flour S-kb. lag 10-Lb. lag 50« 96* IVORY 1 SNOW B Lar»a SI Mi. n ICRISCO Shortening IVORY i SOAP OXYDOL POWDEB ST 31* _L I ■ PEGGY PEACHES Yellow Cling Halves No. 2Vi can .. 27c Sugar Hill PEAS a Early June No. 2 can_10c Hard DOG FOOD 1 Lb. Can 2 for 25c Southern Gold MARGARINE Color Already Mixed Vi-lb. Sticks - Lb-51c Hudson leading lady TOILET TISSUE Roll . 10c
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