THE NEWS AND THE HERALD, KLAMATH FALLS. ORE.
SERIAL STORY
SUMMER THEATER
BY MILDRED WILLIAMS
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CHAPTER VI
JOHNNY bulled hlmsslf picking
up the bit of broken pottery
bowl. Jean was leaving for Bo
ton. She ald she would leave
when tlie found out Molly loved
him. Wat ahe rare of that?
"Did Molly tell you that? i Is
aha In love with me?"
.Tean laughed unhappily.
"You're balmy, Johnny. She
thinks you're cute as a bug's ear."
Johnny cursed himself for let
ting Jean nee hia heart He'd
spread it out before her and (he
waa sneering.
"Why go home, then? Why not
atay here and heckle? Think I
can't take It?"
She looked at him, almost with
pity. "Oh, Johnny, what'a the
use? I've tried to like the girl,
honestly I have. She's so smooth
and beautiful ahe frightens ma to
. death. And she's a grand actress.
But ahe's ambitious, Johnny."
Johnny snorted. "Ambition isn't
any crime. Let ma tell you some
thing; my sweet poisoning my
mind Isn't going to help. I'd
marry Molly tomorrow, if she'd
have me."
"I won't be here tomorrow to
aee that, thank heaven," Jean an
swered. She sat down on the sea chest
and swung her feet She was still j
a little girl, Johnny thought.
Brown legs and socks, cardigan'
buttoned once at the neck, silly
little ribbons tucked into her
brown curls. Nothing alluring or
mysterious about Jean. Just a
,little girl, hurt and angry because
somebody had broken her favorite
doll.
k "Jean," he said. "I'm sorry,
truly I am. Don't think I haven't
missed our Cape Cod, the one of
other summers. Sometimes I wish
I'd never laid eyes on Molly. I'd
be happier, I suppose, digging
quahaugs and sailing with you,
not being in love."
"Is it love?" Jean asked with
glimmer of wisdom that hardly
belonged to little girt "I won
der." a
THFY were silent for a minute,
so still that they could hear
tha clock ticking. It'a the perfect
moment for me to say, "Let's be
friends," thought Johnny. But he
said nothing, busied himself
v swishing Imaginary dust from
pin eont parrots.
"what I really came to say,"
Jean was speaking steadily, as if
she had taken a deep breath and
it was safe to continue, "is that
I've lent my cameo to Molly for
hex part in the play, and sine 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 for you
to do. Tha Reynolds cameo is a
museum piece! You know that"
He sounded like the stem 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.
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."
"That old legend is pure Action.
I was thinking of the value of the
brooch, and what your father
would say if hs knew you lent
it to Molly."
; "Oh, shell take care of it," Jean
I 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," ahe 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 good by for old times'
sake."
Jean was in his arms kissing
him as ah had never kissed him
'before. Somewhere in his heart
a dormant flurry stirred. He
pushed her away from him.
"Johnny, I love you so, and
il'H go on loving you forever. I
haven't any pride to say it. That's
why I can't stay here. When I
go where we used to go, walk
where we used to walk, It's like
stamping on a grave, Johnny."
She was crying softly in his arms.
"Stop, dearest," he said, patting
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.
a a a
'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
iarms. They both looked like chil
dren caught robbing a cookie jar.
; Molly smiled superciliously. "It
that's what you meant by kid
Istuff, I'm sorry you consider me
I grown up."
"I waa simply telling him good
by," Jean explained. "I'm going
back to Boston in the morning."
Molly took a step toward Jean.
Her voica waa grim with author-
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
You can't go back to Boston. , by ,,. jia, Andre Masters seen
her?" Molly demanded.
(To H Continued
OUT OUR WAY
By J. R. WILLIAMS
OUR BOARDING HOUSE With MAJOR HOOPLE
CoavmaHT. lean,
NBA S.n.VICS. HO-
. Mr. Earl has you on props, and
I you wouldn't dare walk out at the
last minute like this."
Jean reminded Johnny of a very
small kitten spitting at a huge
important Angora. "I've got him
I everything he asked for. I evrn
I know where I can find that old
oil lamp to hang from the ceiling.
I Everything will 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
when and where I please."
"That's just what 1 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
aaid 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
don't believe 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 or 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 '38
couldn't keep her here. That time
jit was a good thing she started.
Evokes Memories
Of Glamor Star
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Memories o( or.e of the screen s
most glamorous stars were
evoked by Helen Dalzell. of
Washington, pictured as she re
cently arrived in New York
after 18 months in Rio de Jan
eiro. In Hollywood, she served
as the "double" for the late
Jean Harlow.
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