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THE REGISTER. GTTABD. EUGENE. OREGON Serial story SUMMER A k It? uii,DREDWILLImvo THEATER COYl(IWT. 1 NI III VICS. I . u;..if nickini 'JTof broken p02ery ! b leaving for Bos .T she would leave before her and she 't"eS,K, then? Why no J heSle? Think I cl fJf at him. almost with W,y "hafs the use? J-tfilfittthe Prl' honestly kr't",w smooth andbeau Kfftti me o death r Ihitious. Johnny." .noVted. "Ambitions Ktiui me tell you K isn't going to help. I d pMolly tomorrow, it shed febe here tomorrow to K tbank heaven." Jean an- fefut dmra on the sea chest bjraw her feet. She was still r-T girl. Johnny thought. less and socks, cardigan at the neck. Filly f rfcbons tucked into her L'curis. Nothing alluring or wjricui .about Jean. Just a K,trL hurt and angry because pWy had broken her favorite i he said, "I'm sorry U I am. Don't think I haven t uid our Cape Cod. the one of c jammers. Sometimes I wish Iwver laid eyes on Molly. I'd birpier. I suppose, digging aiiuis and sailing with you, ( King in love." li it love?" Jean asked with a -no of wisdom that hardly itfd to a little girl. "I won- (j were silent for a minute, iai that they could hear the ik ticking. It's the perfect mo n for me to say. "Let's be di," thought Johnny. But he .J nothing, busied himself ri; imaginary dust from j tone parrots. "What I really came to say," Jean was speaking steadily, as if sha had taken a deep breath and it was safe to continue, "is that I've lent my cameo to Molly for her part in the play, and since I won't be here to retrieve it, I want you to send it to me." "Why, Jean," Johnny gasped, "that's a foolish thing lor you to do. The Reynolds cameo is a museum piece! You know that." He sounded like the stern par ent. What was Jean thinking of? The Metropolitan was still nego tiating for the Reynolds cameo. It had been made especially in Italy for Jean's grandmother. There were certain peculiarities about its design which made it invaluable. "The gentleman is disturbed. And over an old cameo. Can you imagine?" Jean was laughing. "But all kinds of things could happen to it. Molly could mis place it in the dressing room." Jean looked at him intently. "Sure you're not thinking of the legend? It's unlucky if anyone but a Reynolds wears it, you know." She would think of that. That he was concerned about it, not for its value, but for that old story. Duels and bloodshed when ever someone besides a Reynolds unscrupulously laid hands on that piece of stone and gold. Now Jean thought he cared because Molly might suffer from the bad omens. "That old legend is pure fiction. I was thinking of the value of the brooch, and what your father would say if he knew you lent it to Molly." "Oh, she'll take care of it," Jean assured him. "I was wearing it the afternoon she came to tea. She said, 'What a lovely old cameo. I had imagined Mrs. Lyons wearing one just like it at her throat.' Mrs. Lyons, that's who she is in the play." "And so you took it right off and put it in her hand." Johnny was exasperated. Jean jumped from the chest and came over to where he stood, straightening his desk to hide his annoyance. "A friend of yours is a friend of mine," she told him, "and I'm not going to embarrass myself by asking her to give it back before the play. Now get over your mad, and kiss me goodby for old times' sake." , Jean was in his arms kissing IJ - Y . 4,- A f ". ;ifi?' :Vv K' "wUi i ,-oE San,a Crui- Ca,if- P"P"es lor birth. tSi- . . 1 .nn'versary of the town, foundinf " , wu indude a pnrtoa fiesla and a baBonia ,,,1, -'""Wonia-tUW poo a( a a,Ke tat. SIDE GLANCES t(f'ma I he. " Ioi iKine.?'clock Lat'n I have to compete with him aa aha had never kiaseel him oeiore. somewhere in his heart a dormant flurry stirred. He push ed her away from him. 'Johnny, I love you o. and I'll go on lovina you forevr. I haven't any pride to say jt. That's wny a cant stay here. When I go where we used to go, walk where wa used to walk, it'i like stampina on a crave. Jnhnnv" Sha wus crying aoftly in hii arms. Stop, dearest." h miH nattinc her shoulders. He hated himself for what had happened to them, but his feeling for Molly was the same. He couldn't deny that, even with Jean so near to him. They didn't know that Molly had come in until she spoke. "Am I interrupting? I thought the bell jangled, but I can go back and knock." Jean jumped from Johnny's arms. They both looked like child ren caught robbing a cookie jar. Molly smiled superciliously. "If that's what you meant by kid stuff, I'm sorry you consider me grown up." I was simolv tellini him rmn!. by," Jean explained. "I'm going back to Boston In the morning." Molly took- a step toward Jean. Her voice was grim with authority. "You can't go back to Boston. Mr. Earl has you on props, and you wouldn't dare walk out at the last minute like this." Jean reminded Johnnv of a verv small kitten spitting at a huge important Angora. "I've got him everything he asked for. I even know where I can find that old oil lamp to hang from the ceiling. tverytning win be ready in the wings, and the rest of the com mittee can do a little work. The theater is not my life. I'll walk wnen and where I please." "That's just what I thought would happen," Molly retorted angrily. "Junior Leaguers and society girls, always so willing to help, and then at the last minute something else turns up." . Johnny interrupted then. "Don t talk like that to Jean, Molly," he said quietly. "She's worked like a dog, and if she feels she has to go home now, I don't think any of us should try to stop her." so you were trying to stop her with a few kisses? What kind of man are you, Johnny Regan? I aon t Deileve I know your par ticular type." She had turned on Johnny and was whipping him with her words. "I'll ask Mr. Earl," said Jean. "He'll tell me whether er not any of his bird-brained apprentices can get the stuff back where it belongs." She flounced out of the shop. Molly ran after her, calling to her. Jean went into the stage entrance of the theater and slammed the door. Johnny laughed. "You don't know Jean. The hur ricane that hit the Cape in '33 couldn't keep her here. That time it was a good thing she started. Both our cottages were washed out to sea." Molly wasn't listening. She was staring at the stage door of the theater, her blue eyes boring through its entrance. "Afraid you wouldn't have a chance to wear her cameo?" Johnny asked idly. "What on earth do you mean by that? Has Andre Masters seen her?" Molly demanded. (To Be Continued) LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE The Tie That Binds By HAROLD GRAY CO-OPERATION DAYTON, O. Rev. Herman R. Oage, an Episcopal rector, coaches the kickers at University of Day ton, a Catholic school. 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