Tage Six
Hearts
Copyright,
TJHOCK was coming homo; the
plane got in nt 3. Thayer was
dressed aid ready, nothing to do
now but wait. At lunch Brock
mother had said, "You aren't
eating, Thnyer," and as they left
the table, "Why don't you rest a
little before it is time to go?"
"Rest!" The word was shocked
from Thayer.
Mrs. Kittridge pursed her soft
mouth a little. "I have waited
long time tor my boy to come
back to me. I have learned pa
tience, Thayer."
Thayer thought of that now as
she stood by the bedroom window
looking out. Rest! If only she
could have kept on working to
day, right up to the hour, the
minute.
"You aren't going to the plant
this morning?" her mother-in-law
had asked at breakfast.
"Why, I intended to," Thayer
said innocently.
"Really, Mr. Tipton should real
he , . ." Mrs. Kittridge began
stiffly.
"I'm suro ho does," Thayer an
swered gently, "and I know I can
get away in plenty of time."
T EALIZE! Realization was hcad-J-X
lined in the DAVERTON
SENTINEL Bho had bought on
the way to work.
DAVERTON'S HERO FLYER
COMES HOME TODAY
"Thayer, how con you work?"
Ruth Jory from Mr. Tipton's de
partment had demanded In the
dressing room. Thayer caught
Ruth's mirrored glance, in it that
which she had seen In other eyes
that morning a guarded ques
tioning. Ruth looked away
quickly and Thayor protended It
hadn't happened, but her own
face wore a tense strained look.
I'm Just plain scared, Thayer
thought, 1 won't be but I am.
She deepened her lipstick,
brushed t,ac her red-brown hair
into the soft swirl that most en
' hanced her slender face and
lifted her chin in an unconscious
gesture grown habitual these past
months. TIictcI she thought, but
the beautiful, deeply-set dark eyes
remained shadowed.
Hardly was her desk cleared
for work when Mr. Tipton hur
ried in, his brow creased in its
neat furrow, his hands filled with
papers. "What are you doing
ihere, young lady?"
j "We're so behind, Mr. Tipton.
Anyhow, I'd rather work. I guess
I guess I've got the Jitters."
His near-sighted blue eyes
were uneasy but his words were
insistent. "Nonsense, It's just ex
citement. You go along home
now."
"But I . . ." Thayer stopped,
rose slowly, stood facing him, Iter
dark grave glance direct. "Mrs.
Kittridge 'phoned you, Mr. Tip
ton." Ho flushed, then put a hand on
her arm placnlingly. "After all,
it's her only boy, Thayer. It was
pretty hard on her having him
go so soon after losing his father.
And now . . ." His fingers tight
ened persuasively. "Let her have
things her way today."
Thayer felt a sort of coldness
settle over her as she closed her
desk. No use saying more. Mr.
Tipton might bo her boss. But
the Kittridges owned the plant.
TVJOW In tliis lovely room she
had never shared with Brock
she wailed.
Brock's father had died IB
months ago; Thayer had never
known him. Block's uncle, .Hirl
son Killildgo, acting head of itic
Davcrton Sweeper Company, had
jono north yesterday to come
Former Leader of
Nanking Kills Self
SAN KHANCISCO, Aug. 29
(UP) Chen Kung I'o, acting pres
ident of the former puppet Nan
king Chines? government, died
today nt .seli'-iuflieled, wounds,
(he Domcl news agency said in
U. S. Senator
HORIZONTAL
1,7 Pictured
U. S. Senator
13 Contiactcd
14 Philosophical
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16 Roman date
10 Ages
20 Stables
21 Horned
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25 Thong
28 Abyss
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3 Beer maker
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S Floating
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forth)
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As Thayer went past him
step beside her. "Where do
"I hope you think this is
down on the plane with Brock.
His wife, Hildreth, had telephoned
earlier that she would meet them
at the airport. Thayer had wanted
to say, "Please go with us." Since
Brock's mother made going alone
impos8iblo Thayer would have
welcomed Hildrcth'd crisp pres
ence as a third.
The hands on (ho bedside table
clock showed 2:15. Thayer moved
about the room restlessly. On the
desk was a largo photograph of
Brock, ono of a group made for
his mother. It showed a gay
handsome face, dark gray eyes,
straight brows, an arrogant cut
to the nostrils, a mouth laughing
to reveal strong even teeth. Hid
ing with that laughter the sen
sitiveness betrayed in repose.
"Oh, Brock . . ." Thayer said,
but the eyes of the picture looked
past her. She turned away.
She had treasured a snapshot
taken that brief week of their
marriage. In it Brock's eyes never
left hers. She had worn it witli
much handling. Then it had dis
appeared. Mrs. Kittridge said re
gretfully, "It must have fallen on
the floor and been swept up.
Wouldn't you like this one of
Brock, Thayer?" But Thayer felt
no closeness to this picture; the
other had hold the warm sweet
ness of the boy with whom sue
had fallen in love and whom she
had married after 10 days of
courtship.
rpIIE clock said 2:20.
"When I want something bad
enough I always get it," Brock
told her at their second meeting.
Last April just a yenr ago
Amy Lane had written her:
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tciik nt itiilyt HriM'k Klllriiliti',
the hlK Iminn' iiO,Iiv. A kiiI'h
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Ihf niiiii,. I like It htrr. funic
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Throe days aflcr her arrival
Brock had come iulo Thayer'.;
ofllro. She hurl raised her head lo
Hurl him standing Ihere, looking
at her. lie .said, never shifting
hir. ga.e, "I ley, Tippie, 'stop slave
driving and introduce me," and
when Mr. Tipton Romewiiat star
tled had acquiesced, lie said, "Why
a dispatch from Peking.
The Doinei report, quoting the
newspaper Kuangha llipao said
Chen "died this morning from
wounds lie inriicted upon himseli
yesterday.
It is said that iilll) different
kinds of materials are used for
manufacture of shoes.
26 Skill 42 Labor
27 Foot-like part-til Villain m
28 Sever Othello
211 His Serene 44 Ho represents
Highness (ah.)
.12 Take heed (ah.)
X) Fictional 45 Tantalum
34 Yearling oxen (symbol)
(Prov lint.) 46 Verbal
.16 E;iglos' nests 47 Mountains
37 Pay no heed 52 Negative
38 Earlier 54 Myself
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he turned and swung into
we have lunch?" he asked.
very funny," she replied.
didn't you let me know you were
here?"
A little annoyed she had coun
tered coolly, "Surely you looked
on the Bulletin Board."
He grinned and his lips moved
but whatever he said was lost in
the shriek of the noon whistle.
Thayer said, "I beg your pardon?"
"It didn't matter. Where do wo
have lunch?"
Ho should have been warned by
her eyes. She rose, got her hat
without haste, looked at him di
rectly, fully. "I'm not familiar
with your habits," she remarked
levclly. "Mo, I go lo Miss Deep
er's." He stood his ground. "Chicken
salad on Tuesdays. Good! Let's
be on our ay."
"You weren't asked."
He smiled again. "I'm always
asked. Miss Mary and I we're
like that. I'll prove it." He lifted
the telephone, spun the dial.
"Hello, Miss Mary? It's Brock.
Yeah, honest. Did I hear you say
come to lunch? I did? Miss Mary,
you're wonderful. Put on another
plate and make eight extra bis
cuits." Ho eraOlcd the instrument.
"See?" he said.
As Thayer went past him and
out of the dorir he turned and
swung into step beside her. "Hi!"
Brock said to everyone they met.
"Hi! How are you?" Thayer was
aware of glances following them.
"Well," she said when they
readied the street. "I hope you
think this is very funny."
Ho stopped then, looked down
at her, shook his head. "I mulled
it pretty badly, but I didn't want
any of them to see how com
pletely you'd turned me down. A
guy's likely to get a little wacky
when he's on leave. Mark it down
to that, will you? And I'm sorry."
"Oh it's all right."
lie said gravely, "Thanks for
that. Give Miss Mary my best,
will you?"
"But the biscuits . . ."
"Cosh, the biscuits. I told her
eight, didn't I?"
They stood, their eyes searching
each other's, twinkle beginning
at the very core of his. Thayor
could feel the corners of her
mouth twitch. Suddenly they
were laughing, looking into each
other's eyes and laughing.
She felt t ho strong pressure nf
his fingers at her elbow, heard his
voice, deep, assured. "Eight bis
cuits and time's awastin'."
Ten days later she married
him.
(To lie Ctintiniiotl)
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