Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, June 23, 1932, Page 8, Image 8

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    PA'GE EIGHT
Can't
HysoFBim Alter Uarth Ave
ney myatenoualy breake an en
gagement with Jenny Kevelt, ehe
ette him while ehe ie having tea
with Vale Ruder. Jenny ie in
volved in her court Genroie't ee
cret marriaae. tor Oeorole hne
told her employer. Oration Match
ing, thnt Jenny married Edd:e
Towneend ineleai of hereelt-
Chapter 14
SPILLING A FEW BEANS
GARTH AVENBY waa bending
toward! a woman In a lovely
large bat and tbe flowerlest of chif
fons. Hn wai amused, Intent, bat
ting, challenging, elusive m tbe
jiver.
Jenny moved her chair so that It
faced tbe window. She wondered
if he had planned to bring her here,
when he had thought that perhaps
she would help blm to forget
Georgia tor a day! 8he closed ber
eyes and for a magic second the
was opposite to blm In chiffons and
lace.
And then Vale Joined ber and It
was time to sit up and stop being a
silly, sentimental little fool.
"Hullo, there's Brlgltta and Are-
ney," be exclaimed, nodding over
Jenny's shoulder to the couple by
the far window. "Bit of a coinci
dence, what?" He laughed some
what boisterously and waved a
linger.
"Brlgltta DeerlngI" Jenny would
not turn but she was curious In spite
ot herself. Brlgltta Deer in g, both
on tbe stage and oft It, waa so ei
ceptlonally lovely. Had been was
It cattish to remember? so ezcep-
. tlonally lovely for so many, many
years!
"That's ber stage name," assented
Vale. He appeared about to add
something when there was a stir of
chiffons and a waft of scent. Brl
gltta Deerlng was on ber way to the
door.
Still Jenny would not turn. No
need to look up until Garth Aveney
was level with ber. No need then,
unless be stopped and spoke.
He did not stop. He went quickly
past with a curt, mocking little bow
for ber and a word to Vale. It waa
Brlgltta who stopped. She laid a
brightly-nailed band on Vale's shoul
der and murmured: "Oh, I say, dar
ling, what a sleuth you'd makel
"Pure chance, I swear It, pro
tested Vale. "All I knew was, you'd
gone somewhere along tbe river. By
the way, have you met"
But the exquisite Brlgltta had
trailed off. Vale, Jenny thought, was
mors than a little embarrassd by
the encounter; and she waa Inclined
to agree with Brlgltta that It bad
sot been entirely one of chance.
She stared across the big room
while he ordered tea and saw
Garth Aveney again; tills time In a
mirror that reflected the courtyard.
In a mirror such as she had seen
blm when Georgia bad sat, gorgeous
and velvety In apricot and gold, at
his side; aa now that lovely, painted
woman waa sitting In his car. Al
ways, always someone beautiful and
confident and successful In tbe
place where Jenny Revell longed to
be. . . .
"Not much of tbe Matching look
about him," commented Vale.
Jenny could not follow tha re
mark. "About Mr. Aveney? Why should
there be?"
"Well, relations do sometimes re
semble each other. You'll pour out,
won't you? I never can get my own
tea right; poor look-out for anyone
else's."
Jenny lifted tha tea-pot and put It
down again.
"Do you mean that Mr. Aveney la
related to old Mr. Matching?"
"Nephew, Only one he's got But
aurely you knew? Aveney himself
told me yesterday that both you and
Georgle knew all about blm and bis
little stunt.- Ha let me In on It as
well, because he said he felt he'd
made us of me, not tbat I minded
It, but he's a sensitive sort ot a fel
low. He carea how ha stands with
people. And In any case, Georgle
came out with flying colors, so
there was no secret left."
Jenny poured tea and yet mora
tea. In fact, she filled all the cups
on the table and had to tip all but
two away again.
"Have 1 split any beans?" asked
Vale, In a rush ot anxiety. "Aveney
laid tbat Georgia bad put you wise
what all the manoeuvring was
about, last Friday night. She did
put you wise, didn't she?"
Jenny frowned In perplexity. She
faltered out
"In a way I guessed. I think she
promised to tell me the whole of It
one day. But she didn't say that
Mr. Aveney was Mr, Matchlng's
nephew."
"Well, but that was the great
point of the stunt," protested Vale.
He cast a glance Into tbe courtyard
and his grin re-folded Itself when he
observed that Aveney'a car and Its
bundle of chiffon and lace had left
"However, all's well tbat beglna
JOBLESS PROTEST
$1 .50 DAY WAGE
SALEM, Ort June 33 (AP) Ooy
rnor Jultui L. MMer Iwe today will
hve for ocrtBtclf ration a lelUr pro
teiting ARftlnit a proposed wr ot
1.60 day tor pertona tmplojed In
n d coiutructlon under V mr
genry mploymtnt pun.
Th lttr was written by Bn T.
Onbornt, prtaldent of th federation
of labor, and l(jned by other offi
cial of the organisation aa well. Oa
borne charged the w proponed by
Leslie Scott, chairman of the at ate
highway commission, waa rldlculoiialy
low.
Tr executive department Indicat
ed the letter would be referred to
the bis 1 1 way GommUaloa.
1 You
M
well, as tbe poet batb It. Georgle
and Aveney will respect each other
in future, If nothing else.
Have one of these pink castel
lated cakes wltb tbe chocolate draw
bridges all over them. Even tha tea
la old-world In this place. Neverthe
less, since you are so Insistent, I
will have another cup."
Tbla one Jenny poured without
mishap. After all. Vale could only
mean tbat Gartn bad manoeuvred
to met Georgle In order to tell ber
that be loved ber; In order to ask
ber to send Eddie away and marry
him Instead.
What possible meaning could
there be but tbat?
Fine!" applauded Eddie. "Ob,
Jolly One! That'a one ot those old-
fashioned skirt dances. Isn't It? Go
on, kid, gives us another!"
Breathless and laughing, Jenny
shook ber head. Her long skirts fell
again Into their frosty shimmer;
they bad whirled round her slip
ping, arching feet, they had bil
lowed and tossed, but now It was
time foi them to sober down and
take her to dine wltb an ogre.
Not tbat Jenny felt In tbe least
alarmed. She waa much more con
cerned about Eddie, whom she was
leaving to sit by himself for the first
time since his accident.
"Now you'll promise me faith
fully," she said, ss she wrapped the
Jade and silver shawl round ber
shoulders, "that you won't get
fussed It you bear anyone at the
door. Because It will only be GUI.
He's coming up every now and then
to see If you want anything."
"I have an Idea he came In and
went out again a moment ago, when
you were cavorting around. I heard
the door close."
"1 didn't hear anything," dissent
ed Jenny. She looked at the clock.
"1 must hurry Georgle always
says Mr. Matching likes people to
be punctual so that ha can keep
them waiting longer."
He accompanied her to the door
of the apartment and there his
cheerful air vanished. "How would
It be If I were Vo come down wltb
you?" ha suggested wistfully. "1
could wait In the ball while Gill
gets you a taxi and then I could alt
wltb him a bit."
"Do, If you'd rather," agreed
Jenny at once. But she stifled a
sigh. She had hoped that he could
take this first step towards recov
ery; It would have heartened him
aa mucb aa her. She met bis gaze,
however, wltb a determined smile.
His cuts and bruises bad healed
with exceptional quickness; except
for one long strip of sticking-plaster
be bore now no trace no eiternal
trace of the accident. He looked
so big, so healthy; only his eyes be
.trayed him they were frightened,
the eyes ot a man who slept badly.
who could not any longer distin
guish between sleep and waking.
"No, I'll stay up here," he decided
unexpectedly. "I've got t,o make a
start, haven't I? Why, Georgle
might be back tomorrow! It 1 get
along all right by myself tbls eve
ning, 1 shan't be ao mucb of a
wreck."
"You won't be a wreck at all,"
Jenny encouraged him. "You'll Just
be having a holiday from your Job
and tbat might happen to anybody,
even to Georgle! I'll run off then.
I shan't be late."
She waved her hand and left him
watching her until she turned the
band In the atalrcase. Her spirits
were soaring at bla sudden new
strength. She knew, because for
three long days she had compan
ioned and guarded him, what an ef
fort It bad cost him to face the
empty apartment ot bis own free
will.
Poor, dear old Eddie! Ha was
only such a abort way on tha road
to health and there was so little
time It be were to be able to pass
muster with Georglel
"Jen!"
She pulled up, staring. There on
tha staircase below ber waa
Georgia. Jenny cried out In sur
prise and dsxhed down towards her.
"Georgia! How splendid! You
said you couldn't be back until
later In the week, so ha Isn't expect
ing you yet" She looked with a
rush ot timidity Into her cousin's
face Georgle, who hadn't seen
Eddie at his worst, might not
realise how Improved he was. "He's
not himself yet, ot course, but I
think he haa done wonders "
"There didn't seem very much
wrong with him when ha waa
watching you dance Just now," said
Georgle.
Jenny clutched at tbe fringe ot
the Jade shawl. She could not find
any words, she could only stand
dumbly and wait for what thla
strange, frowning, strident Georgle
might choose to say.
(CosirlsM, Julia Clett-Aidame)
InitMd of Matching. Jinny finds
Garth Avtnsy waiting tor har on
Monday.
T
CHICAOO, June as. (API Sd
ward Toung Clarke ot Atlanta, Oa
formtr kleag Is of th Ku Klui Klan,
aubmltted to observation aa to hla
mental condition today In the
psychopathic hospital, to whlr-h ht
was commltUd last' night by
court rnr.
Dr. Francis J. Orrty, aupsrinttn
dent ot the hospital. ald Clarke
"appears to be suffering from, par
anot. Illusions ot grandeur, lor in-
atanre tb Idea of leading the coun
try bark la prosperity."
Dr. oerty said hs would be unable
to determine Clarke's condition ac
curately until Saturdsj.
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