THE EVENING HERALD. KLAMATH FALLS. OREGON
March 21, 1934
PAGE SIX
Married Zflhis
BHOIM HKIUB TODAY
OTPII HOIELL aaa TOM
WUAVKK ara arrlca mm ha
MM 4mr IIOTAMKO
mm DKREK IUHi aat LUa ax-
Cwta ta lira la laxarr walla
raar fcaaaa mrr Jab taacUac ta
a aalllaataat aeaaal.
Uraar fcaa la atrainrla ta kcaa
axarnara vvllala Tom'a laroaic.
Aaataea irtblta la Tom
raloaar at aullkr MAHKO
IHUIIUHTOK, a foraaer aamlrer
af tiraar'a, whom taer Meet at
. tka Ullaara' loa.
Waea Urpar Iraraa aka ta ta
' fcava a kaay aha alvea aa her Job.
Taa hahr ta aara la Seateaiae
I la carialraaa DAVIU.
Uarcfc Hllaa wturlra at tha
aaelal whirl la which ha and
Ilva. TaJe aaaoya LUa aad aha
aaeaaravaa Marlca Blraashfoa'a at-
. laatlaaa.
Oa tha ' aaeralaa follawtnir a
laaaly avealaa: at hoaie Grpay
Saaa a wonaaa handkerchief la
Toai'a aoat aoekef. She tria ta
fcauiah hrr aaaalvtoaa hat eaaaat
ajalta aaeaera. While Tlalllatr her
aareata' homa a frleaa tclla her
af aeelaa Ton at laaeh with a
rcttr ajlrl. t-rpajr la aura It maat
hava haea. VEHA GUAV. '
. VOW CO Olf WITH TBI! STOBT.
CHAPTER XXVII
"OUT befora Gypsy bad a chance
"to face Tom with That she &6
nmed was plain evidence against
aua suuieuiiug uayyeuuu.
LUa came.
Gypsy was Just carrying the
baby's luncheon upstairs. Clytie
tiail nmA It nnt ti nra Mmalnnil
Bow only the task of seeing that
David tucked It away as his
mother nainataklnelv snaoned It
Into his small month. He was
baring a few spoonsful of pureed
carrots and tome beet Juice.
Clytia came panting after, ber.
There's a lady asking tor you.
His' Gypsy. She says she'll come
BP it you're busy."
Clytie produced a thin. Ivory
olored card. "Mrs. Derek Bliss."
"Oh, bring her up, of course."
rnXrvst frowned. How odd how
extremely oddl
Lila rushed in upon her a mo-
' snant later, filling the big, high
celled room with scent and a feel
sag of excitement. The shades In
the guest room had been raised
to the top to allow every bit of
morning sun to stream in. It lent
. the room a cheerful aspect but
there was no disguising the ahab
fciness of the tan carpet nor the
' fact that the wallpaper, with its
roses and faded blue garlands,
had long since been outmoded.
David sat erect In his high chair,
. beating at the tray with a mother
of pearl rattle to which were at
tached three silver bells.
"Ify dear, I'm so ashamed,
barging In on yon like this," Lila
began. Gypsy silenced her. Lila
was positively emaciated her
eyes were like great pools in her
face and not all the cosmetics
am tha world could have hidden
jthe telltale circles under her eyes.
"Go ahead. I'll watch," Lila
said. She settled herself in the
old rocker as Gypsy alternately
coaxed and bullied her son into
Mm show of interest in his food.
(The talk was necessarily desul
tory. Meantime Gypsy's thought
roved wildly to the state of the
family larder. Common courtesy
demanded that Ula be asked to
ranch. But it was Saturday.
There would be, of a certainty,
tha usual homely meal of tomato
soup and deviled ham sand
wiches. Could one, Gypsy thought,
caught between laughter and
tears, invite Lila to sit down to
that?
'
CHE squared her shoulders. "Bes,
ask Clytie to my another
place, Llla's staying."
. "No Indeed I'm not. I eouldnt
eat a bite." Lila was feverishly
twisting a lacy handkerchief. "I
only wanted to see yoa tor a mo
ment, Gypsy."
"If touH wait until I tuck this
young man away," Gypsy began
doubtfully. Already David was
nodding In his place. She mopped
sticky little face and hands
nd trundled him off into her sls-
er's cnblcle where, in a paradise
drawn shades, he collapsed
nto that divine, untroubled sleep
small babyhood. Gypsy, drop
ping a light kiss on his downy
mead, envied him.
I "I wonder it you would do
something for me," Lila began
(hesitatingly. "I I'm in rather a
Jam, Gypsy. The fact Is well,
I can trust you; I'll tell you the
(whole thing. Marko and I are
going to be married as soon as
can get a divorce."
Gypsy simply looked at her and
Ula had the grace to flush.
"Oh, I know what you mean,
I know what you're thinking,"
he said with some heat. "But
Bt isn't true. Marko he's really
the man for me, Gypsy. He under
stands me. Derek never did. He
doesn't Ilka our lite nor my
friends nor anything r . ."'
"It's really none of my busi
ness," Gypsy said with distaste.
"But, since you tell me about It,
perhaps I may say I think you're
making a great mlBtake."
"Say anything you like, think
anything you like," Lila urged in
soft, wheedling voice. "But do
something for me, darling.
There's a good girl I I was driv
ing in from Pompton Lakes and
suddenly I thought ot you. I said
te myself, Ton can trust Gypsy.
She'll not give you away."
"Well?" Gypsy was waiting.
Che felt a little sick over the
whole thing.
"I want to get Marko at his
office," Lila rushed on. "The
thing is, I don't want to call my
self. The operator knows my
voice naturally. Marko advises
me to be careful. We don't want
any scandal. Ton call for me,
darling; glva my message. That's
all I ask. Then I will go straight
away and not bother you any
mora. But don't Judge me too
harshly. Gyps. This thing Just
happened. Yoa know how those
thlags dot"
a
rpBB words recalled Gypsy's own
problem and she frowned.' "I
suppose I do."
"Soma marriages Just natur
ally turn out well," Lila observed
smoothly. "Like yours, for In
stance. People with the same In
terests the same Ideas." She
waved her band to HlUBtrate what
he meant. .
. "What do you want ma to say
to Marko?" ,, Gypsy inquired,
anxious to have tha task over and
onewWv
MABEL
' Lila lifted her beautiful eyes In
a vague smile. "Tell him that I'll
be at tha Kits, at Ore, the usual
place," she said slowly. "Say I
couldn't possibly get away before
and that I wasn't able to wire.
Too many people about Say I
got the flowers and they were
lovely. And, oh, ot course, I want
to pay for that city call I"
Gypsy demurred. The whole
thing made her feel a party to
some sordid affair. Why was she
doing this for LllaT Why didn't
she refuse! Ah, but when they
had been little girls together
LUa had done many charming and
gracious things for hor. You
didn't rofusa your friends favors
Just because they behaved in a
manner you considered unbecom
ing. "I can't do it now. I'll have to
watt until Mother takes her nap,"
Gypsy explained. Lila had to be
satisfied with that She had, she
said, an appointment at the hair
dresser's In an hour and the
chauffeur (a new ono) would Just
be able to make It So aba went
away, lovely and suave and Just
a little smug.
About this time Tom was rising
from his desk in tha office and
glancing at the clock to make aura
he would be able to catch the
tarry which connected with the
1:67 train at Jersey City. He
was anxious not to miss it Gypsy
would be waiting and aha had
seemed oddly touchy recently
about small things. When he waa
lata she seemed suspicious and
bitter, not like her old self at
alt
The telephone., rang as he
reached tor his coat and one ot
tha stenographers in the outer
office answered it
"For you, Mr. Weaver." She
is a toothy girl in blue with
a friendly air, and he smiled at
her. For the thousandth time the
stenographer reflected what an
enviable position Mr. Tom Weav
er's wife had. Some girls had all
the luck.
Tom held tha telephone, cradle
close and said hello. His expres
sion changed slightly, took on a
grimmer aspect
"Sorry," he sold. I can t make
it I'm Just leaving."
- .
pVIDENTLY the person at the
-1-J other end waa importunate,
because he had to repeat his ex
cuses over and over. When he put
the Instrument down he looked
very grim Indeed. The girl in
blue wondered mildly what had
happened to upset him. That
woman for it was a woman's
voice that had asked for him
must have been a pest of some
kind. It wasn't like Mr. . Weaver
to go for the day without saying
good-by.
Tom's long legs cleared the dis
tance between subway and ferry
bouse quickly. He was panting aa
the boat nosed its way out ot the
slip. This commuting was no easy
Job, be thought watching the
water gUde past He would like,
for Gypsy's sake, to have a honse
somewhere near Blue Hills. She
could see the family of tener then.
Maybe she wouldn't be so lonely.
She was cooped np in that apart
ment all day with no one but the
baby to talk to. It wasn't much
fun.
For all his haste, he missed the
train he had tried to catch. It
was moving out ot the station Just
as he rushed through the stile.
What rotten luck! There was a
wait of halt an hour befora the
next one and Gypsy would be
meeting him with the car. She
might think he was not coming at
all. It was not his fault; a chain
of circumstances had led up to the
telephone call, but It would be
difficult to ' explain all this to
Gypsy. She would not understand.
might not even listen. .
He went into a telephone booth
and gave the number ot the Mor-
ell house. It would help matters
if he caught Gypsy before' ahe
left for the station. She would
know he was on his way. As he
waited he whistled softly. Surely
he was making a mountain out ot
a molehill. Gypsy was normally
the sweetest and most reasonable
being imaginable. Whatever he
had done or had failed to do she
would forgive and understand.
He heard a buzzing, the opera
tor's voice. Then Gypsy's clear
tones came to him, He smiled,
was Jnst about to speak, but real
ized in time that he had broken
into a connection.
Gypsy said very .distinctly,
'Marko? I have a message for
you. It's rather Important The
flowers came, and they ware
lovely . . .'" .
Tom pnt the receiver on the
hook. The man waiting for his
turn at the booth stared curi
ously. "Fellow looked mighty
funny to me," be said later to
his companion. - "Looked as it
he'd had bad news."
(To Be Continued)
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