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About Capital journal. (Salem, Or.) 1919-1980 | View Entire Issue (Oct. 1, 1929)
THE CAPITAL JOT I R.MAT,. SAT.EM. OREGON TUESDAY, OCTOBER 1, 1929 THE LUXURY HUSBAND Chapter 1 MEMORIES The girl in the copper red eve ning dress stumbled twice over Tter partner's feet and then stood till in the middle of the deck ipace that had been cleared lor lancing. The man, to whom she had been talking animatedly aa they swung In and out amongs ine dancers, looked down at her In surprise. Barbara London was reputed to be the ship's best dancer and be aides being expert In the ballroom she bad required a reputation for amateur solo dancing a? welL He wondered what could have come over her and prepared to continue the dance. But the girl didn't move; she teemed to have lost all conscious ness of his presence, for she re mained standing still, her eyes. bright with excitement, fixed upon the face of the lean young saxo phonist. The music ceased and Ralph Henderson spoke. "I'm awfully sorry' he said, "I seem to have bungled that." But the did not seem aware that he had spoken, for, with an im pulsive gesture, she lUd a hand upon his arm and murmured, "I'll be back in a moment," and imme diately she was making her way towards the little raised dais where the ship's orchestra was sitting. Watching her go, Ralph Hender son's surprise gave place to anger. He felt a fool at being deserted In the middle of the dance floor, and It was especially galling that it should have been Barbara Landon who had done It, because of all girls on that ihlp she was the one he was most anxious to impress, When the Englishman had first stepped on board he had surveyed the girls critically, wondering which of them managed to com bine beauty and wealth. Barbara, it appeared, was the only one who possessed both these -requirements: so, from the fit day out, he was her devoted attendant.;. She had not appeared to object to his monopoly. In fact, she had seemed to encourage It. Certainly, at lunch tliat day, when she had discovered that he had tipped the steward to alter his place so that he might sit betide her, she had only smiled up at him and murmured that she hoped a close-up of her profile would prove worth the $10 he had paid for it. The couples were rapidly leaving the dance floor. Young Hender son glanced uncertainly towards Barbara, wondering how much longer she Intended conversing with the fellow who played the saxophone. 8he looked very small, he thought, as she stood there, almost eUlnlike, her red brown hair gleam ing pur copper under the electric light as though It had taken on a reflection from the vivid copper red dress. He considered her very at tractive. Presently, as she showed no signs of retaining him, Henderson moved over to where her chaperon, Mrs. Trenton -Jones, sat placidly In her deck chair, feeding herself on candy. He hoped that he would find an ally In Cora Trenton-Jones. She had herself married an English man and had lived several years m London. Since her husband's fairly recent death she had returned to the United States, where she had been comfortably vegetating In a email apartment until Barbara had forcibly pulled her up by the roots and transplanted her onto the steamship Vendena, bound on a Mediterranean cruise. "Has Barbara deserted you again?" she asked tactlessly. "She f twins to have been smit ten with a sudden enthusiasm for the chap who plays the saxophone," he remarked tartly. "She's been talking to him for the last 10 min utes." Mrs. Trenton-Jones smiled. That like Barbara. We nearly missed this ship because at the last moment she discovered that the taxi driver, a terrible-looking fellow, was a Russian bolebevlk with original views on most everything." The F"gHhmn smiled, but It was a wintry effort He did not approve of women who made them selves noticeable In public and he was beginning to realize that an American wife, even with Barbara's wealth, might have certain disad vantages. 8U1L be reflected. It should be easy to check her Impulsiveness after the ceremony. A wife, with several million dollars In her own right and no parents to handicap her in her spending It, was not to he lost for a trifle. Bue he could not resist saying: "Surely, Mrs. Trenton-Jones, you might suggest to Miss Landon that It hardly seems correct, even to young Americans, that she should be standing for so long conversing with one of the ship's employes." But at that the older woman laughed outright. "Our girls dont think so much of social distinctions u you do, and I'm sure that If what you've been saying were even Intimated to Bar bara her only reaction ould be to have a violent love affair with one of the stokers. That's Barbara." Ralph Henderson was silent as he lit a cigarette. "It Is a pose?" Mrs. Trenton-Jones frowned. She was remarkably fond of Barbara, and his remark annoyed her. "Of course it's not a pose. Bar bara's the most spontaneous per son I know. Sometimes she's a wild kid of IS and at others she's older than I am. But whatever she is, she's natural." Barbara obeyed an uncontrol lable Impulse when she left Ralph Henderson stranded In the middle or the dance floor. One moment she was dancing down the decti and the next moment, glancing idly towards the orchestra, she found herself staring Into the face of Ray uuwuicr. She thought at first that she must be dreaming. It could not possible be Ray Lowther, the one time stroke of the Yale crew, the heir of oil millions. She looked again, and remained staring this time. Most certainly it was Ray. There could be no mistaking his tall lean figure that nad hardly a spare ounce of flesh upon It. nor his face that mlnht have been handsome had it not been for a slightly flattened nose and the overlarge mouth that took a crooked twist when he smiled. The young saxophonist did not see her coming until she was al most at his elbow, and when he did he merely said in the most natural voice In the world. "Hello. Barbara." His tone nonplussed her. It would seem as though they were mere acquaintances; as though the old relationship had never existed. "I didn't know you were on board." she said at last, feeling very small and very foolish, which was a new experience for Barbara "No? That's not surprising went down with the 'flu directly we sailed and tonight Is my first appearance, professional or other wise." And he smiled that odd twisted smile of his that Barbara remem bered so well. "I'm sorry, she said lamely. To herself she was saying. This LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE Strange! 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