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BEGIN HERE TODAY Daphne Brett. good-looking. ful vounzg New York advertising executive, decides te rent a beautiful Connecticut estate her father left her when he was killed in a hunting accident. She needs the vears of providing for the her vounger sister. Jennifer just finish=® collep~ Daphne rents tractive Smith,

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CHAPTER FIVE EFORE she returned to the living room, Daphne slipped into her bedroom. She had once told Anne that couldn't live in a one-room apartment because she had to have a bedroom for running away purposes She had intended to tidy herself up but her real reason now was to give herself a few minutes of adjustment before she returned to new and unexpected sister. She looked around at the room that was no longer hers alone. Jennifer’s bags had been dropped on her bed. crumbling and soiling the silk cover Jennifer's pocketbook spilled its over Daphne's dressing table, her opened powder box making a wide and dusty ring. Daphne picked up a gold eyebrow pencil and experimented on her own brows which did not need it. Then she swept everything up neatly, removed the bags from the bed and stripped off her soiled frock She selected another from her closet that contained mostly tailored shirtwaist frocks, tailored suits. two or three simple evening gowns. sensible little boots and riding hats

in various colors \ HEN she was cool and fresh acain she went back to the living roem through the kitchen and called to Tuck. "Give me a hand with the tray Tuck placed the big tray with its siiver cargo on the coffee table beside Tea Jenni she did that grily as little tails She looked, Daphne thought. exactly 10 when she opened her eyes wide that wav, except that a 10-year-old would never have such cleverly mascaraed lashes. “On occasions,” she “but this isn't one of them. I vou'll find the tea refreshing. the candwiches and cake the best Maggie has to offer, which is excellent.” She had sav it easily and was piqued to find that a nervous, anxious note flavored her voice, She didn't want Jennifer to think she was “quaint.” After all, there were only six years between them Under the circumstances, we'll make the most of it,” Jennifer said cheerfully. "Hoe in, Son.” She passed a plate of sandwiches to Tuck and did very well by them herself, Daphne noted in grateful silence. Daphne, studying Jennifer, poured tea and tried to assort her emotions. ” » n HE didn’t know whether she was |. pleased with Jennifer's paise or annoved with her lack of consideraShe didn't know whether she was glad that Jennifer was growing up or sorry that she was no longer a chiid, but she did know that she recognized beauty—greater than she had expected—ripening in Jennifer. Jennifer had chic. Daphne, who had pictured her in a school uniform, was not prepared for Jennifer's chic Instinctively she recognizing the lines that accented her delicate curves, her slim waist, her long line from hip to toe; recognizing, moreover, Jennifer's ability for making the most of these Daphne looked down at her awn simple tailored frock and was a trifle surprised to find that her own figure compared favorably with Jennifer's. The knowledge did not lighten the feeling, however, that she was older suddenly. And ver) dull “What do vou think of our clever Daphne getting herself promoted to an executive job?” Tuck asked Jennifer

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» n n ENNIFER hugged her silken + knees and her lovely face melted into wheedling lines Daphne knew all too well. "Daffy’—Daphne hated being called that—"it's a very nice party that Pete Pompton's sister is giving for him at her apart. ment at the Consular. She's having a gang in for supper around 11 and

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crowd. Jennifer might also have invited her. Instead she said: “I want Tuck to bring you home early.” “Can't vou trust him?” Jennifer asked, giving him a sidelong glance. When Daphne didn’t answer because she thought Jennifer's remark in poor taste, Jennifer said penitently, "Good heavens! Am I treading on anybody's toes? Is he your best beau?” Daphne would liked to have slapped her. Instead, she laughed. “Unfortunately I haven't attained that status yet,” Tuck said quickly. “Your sister has a legion of beaus eager to be ‘hest’.” “A legion of beaus? What fun. Then I can have him?” Jennifer looked at Daphne and indicated Tuck. ” » » APHNE, picking up her tea-tray. didn't answer, ‘Run along, Tuck.” she said in a little while. “Jennifer has to do her own unpacking. Maggie is leaving and I'm tired.” “Come back about 10, Tuck.” said Jennifer, When Tuck had gone. Jennifer said, “What are vou going to do tonight, Daph? I hate for you to be here alone while I'm having fun.” “Don’t worry about me,” Daphne said dryly, addressing the shower curtain. “We'll talk this all out later. In the meantime, put this in your pretty head: I want you to have a good time and I'm going to have one myself. However, while I'in not going to act like a school chaperon, I make the rules. Okay?” “Swell!” came back from depths of the shower. The room was a wreck when Jennifer finished dressing but Jennifer was a dream in blue satin with a blue flower tucked in the shoulderlength corn silk of her hair. “You don't mind picking this up, do you?” she said to Daphne, waving a graceful arm over the wreckage of lingerie, makeup and discarded clothes. “I don’t mind this one time

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ENNIFER put down her powder J puff and threw her arms around her sister. “Oh. dariing, been so wonderful to me. I'm not | going to be any trouble at all. I'm | going to look for a job tomorrow. Daphne opened her mouth wide and closed it again. Then, "Oh, ! Jennifer. IT want you to specialize in some course. You couldn't live on whatever you'd get. Maybe only $15 a week.” “It would buy my clothes any- | wav and some day I'll have a lot more. I have it all planned, pet! | Jerry's dad is going to get me a | job in Wall Street where I meet lots of millionaires. I'm going lo marry one.” Daphne was not impressed. “I'll have a house on Fifth Ave- | nue. a villa at Palm Beach and vou can come and live with me, Jennifer said. and rubbed a bit of cream on her evelids. | “To quote vou, ‘what fun! Daphne said in a voice as light as} Jennifer's. “But I wouldn't count | on a rich marriage for a while at | least.” “Whv not?” Jennifer asked impatiently, her young voice hard. “I've got what they like and they've got what I like. It's a fair exchange, isn't it? A career may do for a girl like you, but I think marriage is the only sensible thing.” Daphne saw Jennifer to the door | with Tuck then, with mingled emotions, she marched to her bed- | room. picked up Jennifer's scarlet lipstick and painted her own mouth. It was brighter than usual. Then she stared. but hard as she stared at her mirrored self she couldn't see why Jennifer thought her an old maid. “For girls like you.” Indeed!

(To Be Continued)

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THE JADE PENDANT—By Paul Devrais

HYLLIS WARREN stood at the open window of her bedroom and looked down onto the spacious lawn. She saw Paul, her husband, and the children and Miss Joyce, the governess, playing together, She loved to watch them like this, unseen She loved this wonderful old house of her father-in-law’s. where thev came every summer, and she ioved, with every fiber of her being. Paul and the children. Even Miss Jovce was included in her love. = = = HE had finished dressing when , there was a knock at the door, and Paul's father entered. She saw, as he came toward her, that he held semething in his hand “My dear, how beautiful vou look,” he said, smiling at her. He opened his hand. Something green and lovely gleamed in his upturned palm. “It's a jade pendant I picked up in China on my last trip,” he explained. “Nice, isn't 1t?” He watched as Phyllis’ eyes filled with admiration. Then, holding the pendant by its fine silver chain, he fastened it around her neck. ‘It looks well against that dress, he said, and stood back, studying the effect. “You may have it, if you like it.” Oh, may 1? How perfectly sweet of vou!” She kissed his cheek He went away, smiling happily.

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HE went over to the window again. The children were no longer on the lawn—the nurse had evidently come out and collected them for bed—but Paul and Miss Jovee were still there. They were standing close to each other, talking earnestly. She saw them turn and walk slowly down the path to the high brick wall that den. Paul opened the door, and they passed through, Then, the doo: was closed again. Phyllis gazed, with tightened lips, at that closed door. A wave of hot, unreasoning jealousy surged through her. Paul .. . Paul. . . . Her ordinary calmness had completely deserted her. She was a savage in the throes of a primitive, unconirollable passion. . . . There came a soft knock at the door. “They re a voice. “All right,

a minute.” WW = she returned, Paul was in the bedroom. He was standing before the dressing table in his shirtsleeves. He turned. “Hello!” he said. “What's that you have around your neck?” “What were vou and Miss Jovee talking about in the garden?” che asked coldly. evading his question. He turned back to the mirror. “Oh —er—nothing in particular.” She moved toward the door. Paul suddenly came after her. “What's wrong. Phyllis?”

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it awav, “Don’t touch me!” she said, suddenly white ” ” » INNER was usually a pleasant meal, but tonight there was a strange constraint. Paul talked to Miss Joyce. but Phyllis and Mr warren were silent. Under lowered lids, Phyllis studied the girl—-the deep blue eves, the babvish mouth, the soft rose bloom of the cheeks—until she couldn't bear to look at her any longer. She hated her Rated her They were in the living room now Phyllis had refused to play bridge, and the others were playing a threehanded game Phyllis lay back in a corner of the davenport, watching Paul and Miss Jovee. A mist had formed before her eves. Murder was in her heart. How could she go through the night stifling this terrible passion of hatred. ‘ “Strange how that pendant alters vour appearance, Phyllis,” old Mr. Warren broke in on her thoughts.

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unworthy person,” the old man went on. "She was a Russian countess who had married a British naval | officer stationed in Shanghai. She | was very beautiful, but insanely jealous of her husband, though he was really devoted to her. One day, in a fit of jealousy, she killed him, and then commited suicide.

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HAPPENED to be in Shanghai when their belongings were auc- | tioned off. When I saw the pendant, I was struck by its beauty and decided to bid a substantial sum in order to get it. But to my astonishment I had no competition whaisoever. I got it on my first bid Later, when I heard the story, 1 attributed the lack of bidders to superstition. There's a good deal of it connected with jade in the East Does it make any difference to you Phyllis?” Deathly pale and trembling, Phyllis made no answer. Her hand had closed tightly around the pendant As she fainted against the arm of the davenport, the small silver chain snapped, and the pendant droppad to the floor. = ” ” HYLLIS sat by the window in her bedroom, gazing out into the moonlit night. Paul solicitousiy fussed about her. { She felt as if she had awakened from a horrible nightmare. awakened to her customary sense of happiness and peace. . . “Paul,” she said go on a picnic tomorrow. take Miss Jovee and dren—" “A great idea!” Paul replied. “I'm sure Miss Joyce'll be crazy to go. It'll probably be her last chance to 20 on an outing with us before she leaves.” “Why, what do you mean?” “She's going to be married. She told me this evening in the garden. Her fiance is coming back from South America, and wants her to! marry him the day he gets back.” The housekeeper knocked on the door. “I found this pendant on the living room floor and thought that Mrs. Warren might be wondering where it was.” she said. Paul took it, closed the door, and handed the pendant to Phyllis. She held it in her hand and looked at it. Then, she raised her face to Paul “Do you love me, Paul?” He bent and kissed her. “You know I do,” he whispered “Yes—I know," she said softly. She rose and stood by the open window, gazing down at the moonlit water in the fountain pool just below. Then, with a sudden movement, she flung the pendant into the night It dropped. with a faint splash. into the pool, scarcely ruffling the surface as it sank to the bottom.

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