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.unTji THE EUOENE REGISTER -GUARl fAD MARRIAGP 1.1 ITIJi ORPHAN ANNIE An Old Time Friend By HAROLD GRAY HEM, SW. UOOKV- N lfyP: V-'.U-- NO. TMMr-VK'S - "V6.tVO"TO I L I huda 1 Oil: BRQOYMM Auihor fiftlFAM tilJSlGGY?itrvi oc kwjcnvh TUisr aA.TUWeV TO V wr-rst; - INE GOT ft. JOQ Sure bo mVTsnj n n n 90 TOR Mt JUST n n r rilAlTEU XL v .nl in the casual way of FTny tartbreakj. Gypsy was tow. Thursday after " St.. ir outside was sultry but ,, no sunshine. Men ana ". to echo each other's cora about the heat, wondered if would bring ram and con It was unlikely. There seemed u no end to this scourge of hot rltr hsd hated to come down OT She made the trip because of '"L-.l sale of electric fans. They .nH a fan in each of the K would nwke the nights less -olUfD'e- j thu Tturcha8e and was . the clerk the address when she K Abbie Manley at the next counter. Kit the bouse that evening. My K, I'm wilted. Look at me! Did P'er see such a sight?" , i -0t on the car that I hadn't ime in today, but I wanted of those electric fans. them? ft' po down to the Did you fountain .. .1.- o.. "It'll flllflllv CVre andnI feel the need of a ibbie led the way to a table in earner. Women and girlsa few i ih,Di with young men, aat at the fc:flborina lames. Rome aniiiriai, Oip took a sip from the toll niirt' n1 signed. "Our garden ,j have been almost ruined by i beat. Po you think it can last tn tell!" Abbie said iloiophieally. She took a spoonful ii,.onm and pineapple. "By the t I laid I hadn't seen you since imd .lim were out at the house rjt I (INI. 1 snw you at uie i un ion Inn Inst Monday. I was with I Sirs. Reynolds and she was in a -m so I couldn't come over and I' "?" -But I wasn t at ine j'ine urove Gypsy began. , Of eotirse you were. Didn t I see ! Von had on a blue dress and lir buck was toward me, so of ine iou didn t see me, nut 1 rec- Iridl Jim. It was about two . . . ... crs Issues were lowered, -i lirabsr now," she said quietly. I-Id forgotten eoout .vtonnay. Tben is Jim going on his vaca- r Addis asuea. In not quite aeciaca. .eir :tb. I eness. tie wants me to go Lit eirlier to the lakes. I think jns I will. ' Winh I could go with you." Ab- uid enviously, "unaries is sucn bear. He says if he can endure . hint rinwn town T oueht to be L to stand it at home. Won't let to without him. He re going ease Sintember. Isn't it disgusting to irt to wait so late? Why Gypsy, it's tbe matter with you .'" Tm all right. Just a little raint. Rnt va.iVa nMtA ns 11 sheet! Ts . ativthine I enn cot for you? ! The girl shook her hend. 1. naPrAntl nil ntrht " h In. ti. ''If you don't mind, though. Mine I'll leave." . Of course. I'll go with you." Tltiss " Gypsy stopped her. don t bother, Abnte. 1 tt h rather von didn r. Keaiiy. l bin It I'll be all right as soon as outside. ' But, my dear child, I can t let t to alone like this. Ion will if I ask you to, wont kAbWe? Tlense!" . , It doesn't seem right addic fix but she did not rise to follow llrpsy turned away. B( hot air struck the girl's face bit like a blow as she stepped tin the street. It wns the snme hpRt. from which she had lit refute, and yet Gypsy did not ti it thought. She did not notice direction she took Dut somen Pine Grove Inn last Jionony. no dress. "If it were anyone but , Gypy thought, "I wouldn t 't It. I'd think they wanted to ' trouble. Abble couldn't do that. wouldn't ! Oh. but even Abbie !d know I never wear blue!" Urcia Phillips' fnce danced before ' MRrcia wore blue divinelv. Gvu- ifl seen her go past the house in trocKs a dor.cn times, ho .urn lunched at the Pine Grove Inn '3 Marcia Phillips. rr were blinding her. She paused to brush them aside. What if people did notice that she had been weeping? Jim already had made a spectacle of her. Lunching with Marcia Phillips at the Pine Grove Inn! She would go away, of course. People could believe it was a vaca tion trip if they wished. She would go away and make it as easy for Jim to divorce her as possible. Or she would divorce him. The whole thing was settled. She would tell him tonight. It was a relief to come to a deci sion. Gradually Gypsy became aware that she had been walking in the wrong direction. She was on the east side of town in a neighborhood she did not know. She turned to retrace her stepi. The buildings were old here. The shops looked run-down and cheap. Barefoot children in soiled clothes played in the street 8he passed an eating place and was almost nau seated by the odors. Once more she realized how terribly hot the air was. Two blocks farther and the street became more respectable. Now a breeze was stirring. It was like an oven blast. Gypsy saw that the sky had darkened. "It's going to rain," she thought, as the wind blew her skirts. "It may be a bad storm. I'd better hurry to get to the car." Suddenly she heard her name. It was a man who was speaking. Gypsy turned. "How do you do, Mrs. Wallace? I'm afraid you've forgotten me." "How do you do?" Gypsy said. She raked her brain but for the life of her she could not recall a name for this friendly, attractive person who evidently knew her. "My name is Gibson Frank Gib son. Don't you remember your hus band introduced us the first night you arrived In Forest City?' It wns on the train just before we reached here " "Oh, of course T do. You must excuse my memory, Mr. Gibson, It's really dreadful." "Not at all. Besides I can under stand. . You would have seen more of me, I assure you, only I've just come back from a trip to tbe west const. Isn't it my luck, though, to lenve Oregon and get back just when the heat wave is doing Its worst!" "Oh. I'd love to see the west const." Gypsy told him. "Were you in California too?" Gibson nodded. "I like Washington and Oregon better myself. Make the trin out there usually twice a year. Selling hardware is my business." He paused and grinned. "Not with a nnck on mv back, you understand. My firm sells to retailers." Gypsy smiled. "I didn't think you carried a pack." she said. "Spenklnr of the heat wave look at this!" Gibson held out one hand. Rnlndrops as big a five-cent pieces hnd begun to fall. "Well. I guess the siege is broken at last. You'd better come up on these steps! You'll get wet." "It doesn't matter." Gypsy said. "I'm going to have to run to catch my car " Gibson took her by the arm and led her under the shelter of the en trance to the drug store. You d be drownefl if you trlen to catch a car now. Even a taxi. Be sides, there's no need. Mv car Is just around the corner and if you'll let me get it 111 drive you home. "Would you really?" "Glad to. Will you wait here? I swear it won't take me more than a minute!' Gypsy s heart pounded as she waited. If it were anyone except Frank Gibson it would have been a perfectly natural procedure. Jim had practically declared she should never speak to Gibson. Well Jim Wallace wns not a person to give her orders. When the trim brown coupe drew up to the curb before the drug store the girl ran out to it. Gibson swung the door open and she stepped inside. "Going to be hard to drive, isn't it?" she asked. 'Not bad. With such big drops the shower enn't Inst long. Too bnd because the ground needs the mois ture to say nothing of we suffering humans." The glass at each side of the car was drawn down, Gypsy took a deep brenth. 'Oh. the air Is so much fresher! she exelnimed. "I love rain storms.1 'Do vou ? Like them myself. Al ways have liked to drive in the rain." There was a pause and then Gib son spoke again. "It's still early." he Baid with sudden enthusiasm. "Sup pose instead of taking you directly home we swing out on the Somerset und? We can get a renl oreath of fresh nir out there. What do you say? Shall wo do ft .'" 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