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FALSE ALARM “ kempstarrett ™ BEBE LEVER LUCE What Happens When a Young Wife Suddenly Drops In on Her Lawyer * Husband? THE elevator door clanged open and Jane Lytell darted out Into the cor ridor, caromed swiftly from a leisurely messenger and apologized so sweetly he forgot to be angry. “Where's the fire, baby?" he queried good-naturedly. “False alarm." she parried brightly. "1 bet you ain't.** His young eyes wordlessly admired her. Which wasn't at all extraordinary, for masculine glances generally did pay silent tribute to Jane Lytell. who was small and lovely with little golden lights flecking her short, glossy hair and dancing in the depths of her glowing eyes. By the time the elevator well yawned and swallowed the messenger, Jane was several feet away. She stopped pres ently before a door which bore the in scription in neat, precise lettering: “Jerald B. Lytell. Attorney at Law.” It gave her a pleasant sense of importance seeing Jerry' s name there with its dig nified legal appendage; made her tem porarily forget that being the wife of a struggling young barrister was a du bious honor at best. She entered tire anteroom. A mur mur of voices came to her through the partially closed door that led into Jerry's private office. The chair behind Miss Kathleen Moore's desk was vacant, which she knew meant that Jerry was dictating to his distractingly beautiful ■ecretary. Jane sat down to wait until he was free. She glanced at her watch in sudden anxiety and hoped he wouldn't be long. In less than an hour Sonny would be home from kindergarten, im patient at her absence, and possibly a little frightened, too. And then she caught a fragment of room instantly the warm slow died ur» her heert end tde smite Inded fr*'m her lips. She leaned forward to jlsten. Into the kitchen to prepare Sonny's lunch. Any momen. now he would come dashing In, eager to recount the thrilling happenings that had taken place in his small world. Jane spread a cheerful green-and white-checked cloth over tire table top m tiie breakfast room, adding a napkin, a glass and plate to match, then the necessary silver. She made a sturdy sandwich of whole- wheat bread with a cottage cheese and lettuce fillmg. Placed it on the green plate beside the cookie jar and poured milk into the glass. Scarcely was the food upon the table when there was the scurry of feet across the front tiled porch. The screen door banged noisily behind a miniature whirl a ir.ci oi p'.utqji flyi . U Puling arms Km. < > mils that fi.uig Use 11 upon her. < Moist, soft* line left little wet dabs floor, his face turned away from her. “Isn't It Sonny's bedtime now?" he asked. Then: “There's something I'd like to talk over with you. Jane.” She glanced up at the clock on the mantel "Come on. ifte said. » After she had put Sonny to oed Jane came back into the room where Jerry was sitting, his chin sunken on hla chest. He did not speak or glance at * her. She took a seat on a divan a sho’rt you married me,” Jerry exclaimed with frani* s*lf-disparagement. “Imagine a man riot able to earn enough to even finance a varation for his wife and kid." After dinner had been served and eaten snd the dishes' were washed, dried # «et anlroH \ry tHo fimhnarH 'MVhat a tough day this has been," he aaid as he sank Into a chair, kicked off his shoes and opened his collar. He suddenly looked white and a little sick of the motor horn. That was the signal for her and Sonny to dash out of doors, ' greet the’ vcomer and triumphantly escort him Into the house. “You'll have to run and ne_et Jerry by yourself darling,” she told him. * "Jnnp hflMi’t flrHshpH Hrpcclna vpt •• She gathered up a little red bucket and a diminutive shovel. Thrust them Into his chubby hands and almost pushed him from the room. She and Jerry had been married al most four years when late one after- A'-on he came home clothed in new port n- -4 "The work is Retting entirety too hea\i' for me to handle alone." he had said, trying to disguise the pride .he felt* “I'll hava to hire a stenogrt*
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