CHAPTER IV
It was strange to be here in this
place that was really her home,
and she knew in her heart that she
would never be anything but an
alien here. These strangers were
her parents, her brother, her sis
ters. She liked Honey sincerely
and admired her; she felt that she
could very easily learn to love the
small Susan. Pete still was an un
known, but she liked his gaiety
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and good humor and she felt that
they could be friends. As for her
mother and father — well, she re
minded herself as she tried to set
tle herself to sleep, there was real
ly no need for hev to know them
very well. Home, for her, was the
handsome, spacious apartment in
New York, with Aunt Judith and
her friends. And she was a little
-ui prised to realize that she had
not thought of Martin Gray for
several hours, nor had' she wept
for him as she had wept long and
secretly in New York!
The color rose in Win’s face,
hut he laughed and said, “I can
imagine!”
He looked down at Celia and
-aid, his tone so warm as to be al
most intimate, ‘‘Tomorrow morn
ing then?”
When the school bus had de
posited Susan at the gate, Celia
greeted her so warmly that Su
san's small plain face lit up with
eager delight. Celia said to herself,
touched, "Why, the poor mite is
absolutely spoiling for a little af
fection and tenderness!”
“You have vour lunch,” she
told Susan, as the small hand slid
shyly into her own. ‘‘and then we’ll
go see the animals."
"Oh, I had my lunch at school."
answered Celia promptly. ‘‘And it
was good, too."
Celia laughted and said lightly,
“Well, that's because you are a
very unusual little girl, darling.
The child's face clouded a little
and she said huskily, “Well 1
guess maybe I am. Buzz and Ma'
Sue always seem to think maybe 1
don’t belong to them, and Buzz
said the hospital shifted babies
on him, and that he was sure 1
wasn't his and Ma' Sue's. "
Celia caught her breath and
dropped down on one knee beside
the child and put her arms about
her. She felt at the moment Jiat
she hated Buzz for such cruelty.
"Susan, surely he didn't say
that to you?” she protested hotly.
"Oh, no. not to me," answered
Susan, “I heard him say it to Ma'
Sue, and Ma' Sue laughed and
"Oh, well, maybe she'll get pret
tier as she grows older!” The small
voice Caught on a sob and Susan
looked anx^utsly at Celia and
isked, "Do you think I will. Ce
ia? 1 hate being homely and
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and shy and - an unusual little
girl.’
Celia said, as soon as she could
control her voice, ‘‘Susan, deal
est, „ you're not homely. You re
attractive and very sweet and if
you will stop thinking tlmt you're
not pretty, you'll stop being so
shy! And being an unusual little
girl is fun! People remember you
when you're unusual. That means
you’re smarter and more intelli
gent than other little girls your
age.
Susan hesitated a minute and
--you're so beautiful, and Honey's
beautiful, too, and Ma’ Sue is —
why aren't 1?”
"Because you’re too thin, darl
ing. and that’s something we can
handle by seeing to it that you
eat a good hot breakfast every
morning, and that you get your
vegetables at school, and— be
gan Celia recklessly.
Susan's hand touched the un
deniably frizzy curls that framed
her small thin face untidily.
"Maybe 1 need a new perma
nent?" she suggested anxiously.
“Of course not, darling. Look.
I don't think you ought to weai
cuils, do you? 1 don’t think
they're—well, becoming to youi
type, do you?” Celia asked, in
exactly the same tone she would
have used to Honey in such a
situation. Susan, recognizing the
little delighted wriggle, said “Oh.
"woman-to-woman" tone with a
don't you, Celia? All the other
girls in my room at school have
"Then all the more reason why
you shouldn't,” said Celia firmly.
"That makes you even more un
Susan balked a little. "VVe-e
ell,” “I’m not so awful sure I
want to be unusual, Celia. I-well,
it makes me feel so shy when peo
pie stare at me. That's why it
scares me so when I'm late for
school. You have to go into the
building all alone, and it's spooky,
like. All the doors closed and the
halls long and shadowy and the
voices of the kids coming out
at you from behind the closed
doors. And ,hen when you get to
your own room, all thp kids stop
their lessons and look at you and
.nn. and teacher looks mad, and
her/month gets tight and thin and
her eyes sort of flash at you, and
she says things like, 'Dear me,
Susan, maybe you shouldn’t have
made the effort to come in at a!l
today, if it interferes so much
with your amusements. It seems
scarcely worth while to come in
for just part of the day.’ And
maybe you’re only ten minutes
iate, but she acts like it was near
ly time for recess! No. 1 think I'll
wear curls, thank y>n. < e!ia."
Celia laughed arid lo gged her
again and said. “All rht. you'll
wear curls! And now. how about
a glass of milk and ~ me cookies
and then we 11 go see the ani
The harn and ou'building's were
set hack a consid. -d le distance
from the house, lint before they
reached the barn there was a soft
scrambling sotiud inside of it, and
a big black-and-white car emerg
ed from the half open door, blink
ing it- the sudden sunlight. He
saw Susan, and started toward
her with an excited whine.
"Stand perfectly still, Celia!"
Celia froze in her position and
looked at the little girl, who was
•I Hiding sfll. jher face. alight
wi'h warm, loving laughter. And
then the stampede began. Cats
raced front eveiy direction - hig
cats, little cats, medium-sized
eats, gray and White striped cats,
yellow cats, the hig beautiful
black and white eat with the gold
en eyes. Tumbling along at the
rear of the stampede were hall
a dozen six-weeks-old kittens,
fat and round and soft looking
tiny faces eager as they mewed
with delight at sight of the pro
vider of their daily food.
For a moment there was pan
'deni/mluim. The cats raced to
ward Susan, colliding with each
other, there were a few “sphfts’
as they brushed past each other
an angry paw flicked out to strike
at a passer-by; and then thet
clustered about their mistress,!
greeting her in every 'possible
tone of cat language.
During the next few days Ce
lia saw the Mallorys often. She
liked them, she found Ithem amus
ing company, and they were a
sort of point of contract with
friends she had1 left behind in
New York. Win made no secret
of his intereslt in her, but Celi.
laughed and told herself that Win
would be interested in any wo
man he met who wasn't actually
cross-eyed or past fifty. So she
i took his attentions as lightly a;
! he gave them, and found Jenni
fer Lawrence looking more green
1 eyed every day.
The group of guests now al
Azalea Court were ready to leave
; their vist finished. They admitt
ed frankly that they were bore,
by the lack of daily newspapers
by the fact that there was no ra
dio and that the beautiful big
Capehart music machine in tin
corner, equipped with an enor
mous library of records that rang
ed from the classics to the ver;.
latest boogie woogie, was merely
for playing records and not l'<
relaying news.
Several times one of the guests
had asked Celia for war news.
Win would listen, resenting this
intrusion from the outside world
into the little sanctuary he had
j so carefully planned and built.
i Catherine had asked Celia to
ride in to the shipyard town with
them, to put their guests aboard
the train, and Celia had accepted
eagerly. She hadn't been'in town
since her arrival and there were
a few bits of shopping she want
ed to do.
When they -were leaving Aza
let Court, Jennifer came down,
not d: essed for traveling and not
carrying her bags. She wore a
brief white sports frock, and car
ried a wide-brimmed hat in her
Win said, ‘‘Well, shall we get
going? It's twenty-two miles and
: the train’s not likely to wait for
anybody these days.''
They all trooped out to the
station wagon. Jennifer installed
heiself in the front seat beside
the driver, When everybody was
in the station wagon except Win
and Celia, Win slammed the door,
grinned at Catherine and said
"You drive, Cath. Celia and I
will follow. We'll need both cars
coining back.-’ ,
“That, was mean,'' Celia told
Win sharply, “you did that de
liberately to humiliate her, and 1
think that it was rotten of you."
Win looked all injured inno
cence. “Now, what did I do? 1
said nothing about intending to
drive the station wagon. She
should have realized we’d need
.another car to get the gang back
from the station. I didn't even
know she was planning to stay
Celia, seated beside him in the
luxurious sedan, said quietly,
"You know that she’s in love with
Win gave her a swift, sardonic
glance. “I know that she’s in love
with the Mallory estate and that
she'd like nothing better than to
sink her little white claws into it
and start fling it in all directions,
he said.
Celia flushed and Win shrugg
ed and went on. “All right, I’m a
cad and a bounder — but I’ve
known Jennifer since she was a
babe in arms! And I know that
she is interested only in what a
man’s got, not what he is. She de
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cided a long tima ago that shed
like to be Mrs. Winship Mallory,
and 1 haven’t been able to con
vince her that it's no go- 1* that
my fault? Have you seen me en
courage her one tmy bit?’
"W e-e-ell, no, but it seems im
possible that a girl would so far
forget her pride as to pursue a
-nan she knows is not interested
.11 her,” said Celm uncomfortably.
Once more Win s grin was sar
Win took his hand off the whell
and laid it on hers. ‘‘1 think we
■ould find a topic of conversation
far more interesting,” he said.
‘We could talk about you.”
“A very dull subject, sir,” she
issured him gravely.
“Nothing of the’kind,” Win re
urned. ‘1 find it completely ab
sorbing. Tell me about you -
what you do, what you think,
.vhat makes you tick.”
She laughed and told him a
little about her life in New York,
.he dramatic studies, the work
with the barn theaters, and the
me tiny “bit” she had had in a
’.roadway production that had
isted four performances Deter-1
• inedly she kept the conversation
ght and gay and away from per
sonalities But when they reached
he shipyard town, and had park
ed the cars »beside the station
platform, he neld her for a mo
ment as she alighted from the car
and said, his eyes unexpectedly
serious, his voice grave, “Okay,
you win this time. But hereafter,
don't thnk for a minute you're go
ing to keep me dangling. There
are things between us that have
got to be said. I can wait — a
U lt>a while. But I’m warning
“Win, darling! You’re not
threatening Celia?” protested
Jennifer's sweet voice at his el
bow, and she slipped a possessive
hand through his arm, as she
gave Celia a cutting glance.
The train finally pulled into
the station and the Mallory house
guests amid much shouting of
goodbyes and farewell hugging,
climbed aboard.
Standing there on the station
platform, Celia's eyes roved a
long the cars. Almost every win
dow showed the head and should
ers of a soldier, a sailor, or a ma
rine.
“Well, what will we do while we
wait for the down train?" Cath
erine said brightly.
“What can we do but go sit in
the cars and wait? It’s only an
hour," said Win.
“I'd like to do a bit of shopp
ing," suggested Celia, and to
Catherine, “Won’t you come with
me?-’
Catherine hesitated and then
shrugged and said, to Jennifer’s
almost audible relief, "Why not?”
Across the street there was a
block or two of small shops ami
one larger store. There was a
little specialty shop in the corner,
and here Celia’S eye was caught
by a blouse that she liked.
Catherine followed her into
the store, where a middle-aged
woman, with tired, dark eyes,
came to meet Celia, saying polite
ly, “What can I do for you?”
The woman moved forward;'saw
Catherine and stopped dead still.
The color left her face and her
eyes grew wider and darker and
her mouth set more tightly.
Celia looked irom uainerine 10
the woman, and then she said
quietly, “You liked the blouse,
didn't you, Catherine?”
Catherine was a little paler
than usual, but her eyes did not
leave those of the middle-aged
■saleswoman.
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