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Danhne Brett, good-looking, sweeess-

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tive, rents the Connecticut estate her father left her when he died to Larry Smith, attractive architect, and promptly hecomes interested in him. Daphne has one mister, Jennifer, six years younger, who is just out of college and has come toe New York to live with her.

Jennifer's coming proves quite a test |

to Daphne because Jennifer is a chic, vivacions little modern who promptly nroceeds to date Daphne's old beau, Tuck Ainsley, her first night in New York, Danhne feels concerned because she feels it her duty to direct Jennifer. She also seer in Jennifer a challenge to herself—a challenge to get a bit more from life than a career, Rut Daphne js under the impression that Larry Smith is married. Returning to her apartment one night Jennifer hreaks the news that Mr. Smith had called, visited, and had invited her to Brett Hall, Daphne protests that Jennifer can’t do that since Larry is married, whereupon Jennifer reveals that he is not married. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER SEVEN ARRY SMITH wasn't married! He lived at Brett Hall with his mother and his aunt. Daphne said, “Let's have frog's legs for dinner and something gala for a sweet.” “Not for me, too much,”

My figure means Jennifer answered promptly and stretched her lithe form full-length on the lounge. “Why the sudden celebration?” Daphne couldn't tell her that she was suddenly light and gay inside her—lighter and gayer than she had been these last two months,

She couldn't sav that it made her happy to know that Larry Smith wasn't married. She took her happiness into the kitchen and rattled her pans and plates noisily. She knew that would keep Jennifer out of the kitchen and she wanted to be alone to think. She wanted to think of her own stupidity and to savor the knowledge that he had dropped in to pay her, Daphne, a call.

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E must have. she reasoned. because he didn't know Jennifer. now he had seen Jennifer, a3 brief moment the thought of Jennifer's overwhelming beauty depressed her. Then she set her mouth in the determined line she sometimes found there when she had a difficult problem at the agency to overcome. Let Jennifer take what was hers and fight for what was not. Daphne didn’t mind a little competition. Now that she was in love with Larry Smith— She dismissed the thought stantly as being ridiculous. admitted that he was the first man in her life that she had wanted to know, wanted to make her friend. The first man to whom she had been instantly attracted. The first man she had ever known so briefly and never been able to forget. Even Anne had sensed that. She thought of Tuck Ainsley and a small frown puckered . her smooth forehead. Could it be possible that she had had her moments when she thought of taking Tuck seriously? Tuck was a dear. He was a challenge to her. She'd introduced him to so many attractive girls who had raved about him vet he was devoted to her— as devoted as he could be. And he had asked her to marry him. “Well,” she said to the salad she was mixing, “if someone like Larry Smith doesn’t come into my life, I'll probably marry someone like Tuck some day.”

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OW was the job todav?” che said to Jennifer when they were seated at the candle-lit table. Jeually she avoided the subject since Jennifer could be so explosively unhappy about it. Tonight her sense of well-being spreaq to tolerance even of that unpleasantness. “Lousy,” Jennifer said concisely. “Darling, why don't vou attack it from a different point of view? You wanted to work in Wall Street and you're working there. There must be something good about it. I know that you're not used to being cooped up but that's what goes with a job like that. When veu get to like it, it doesn't seem confining. What, exactly, is the trouble?” “Men.” Jennifer said. “The wrong ones. There are some awfully attractive boys in the outfit but I never even get a chance to meet them. Then old Harrison asks me to lunch and today he wanted to know if he could have a date with me on Friday night. You can imagine what 1 said!” “I can.” replied Daphne. “Of course, Harrison is 335. and that isn't the doddering age. And he does have social position. You might Jennifer, that the attractive boys you meet this way have girls in their own set.” “I'd like to know if vou mean that I'm not good enough for them? The Bretts aren't exactly pdor white trash.” ”n

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KNOW,” Daphne went on patiently, “but we can’t go around with a marked page ‘B’ of the social register pinned on our frocks. And we can't talk about it. New York is a hard town, Jennifer. The working girl is labeled the working girl here the same as anywhere clse even if she does appear to he = chances. She has to work for them. You can’t use a job as a social wedge. Not your kind of job?” “Why not?” Jennifer disagreed “If I get a chance to meet the kind of men I want to meet, why can't I take advantage of the opportunity? If a chorus girl—" “You're not a chorus girl, Jennier.” ! “Not vet,” Jennifer said, and seeing the shadow darken her sister's face, she got up. came around the table and kissed Daphne on the top of her head. “You're like a naughty child.” Daphne said, “and you'll have to be punished for frightening me. You can wash the dishes and I'll wipe them. Jennifer splashed water merrily bn her smart frock. “Don’t bother about it, I can send it to the cleanrs.” . Daphne wanted to protest that every dollar—

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| tions of a married man to her young | | sister. | “I thought he was very attractive | the one time I saw him,” she said, concentrating her attention on the | glass she was drying. = = ” i HE trouble with you, Daph, is that you don't know how | to make the best of your opportunities.” Daphne raised a quizzical eyebrow. went on: The one time you saw | I saw him once and |

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“Why didn't you tell me how at- | tractive the Brett tenant is?” Jen- | nifer demanded and Daphne had no |

answer. She didn't—or hadn't seen much point in extolling the attrac-

see him again.” “There's a 9 o'clock train. You might run out and ask him if the! water pipes are working,” Daphne said dryly. “No need for that. I'm subtle. | I'll do it my wayv—the subtle way.” | “It's a great help to be subtle,’ | Daphne agreed pleasantly. { “What are you doing Sunday aft- | ernoon?” Jennifer asked a minute | later. | Daphne suppressed a smile, Was this the subtle way? “Sunday?” Let me see—oh, yes, the Franklands are having a supper party for Kim Preston and his bride. We're both invited. Don't! you remember? You said you were ! going to wear your black velvet.” “Oh, heavens! Another of those | dreary supper-parties?” How Jen- | nifer had angled an invitation to! the last one. “I think I'll cut it. I' never get a chance to get outdoors and on my one day away from the office T have to stand around a | smoky living room with a lot of old fogies.” ” ” APHNE digested the dis- | closures in Jennifer's speech. |

Daphne buried her face in the |

| meant Brett Hall.

Sunday newspaper and pretended |

| not to see Jennifer's discomfiture. |

She stretched her legs in her vel- | vet lounging pajamas as though she were settling down for the winter, “It's 3, Daph. to get dressed?” Jennifer loked at the little wrist watch under her tweed sleeve, | “What are you going to do?” | Daphne asked lazily. “Tuck is coming around in his roadster. We thought we'd drive in the country.” The country,

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“That must be Tuck now,” she said when an imperious rap sounded | at the door. | It was Tuck. “Hello, kids. What's this? The demon worker Daphne in pajamas | at this time of day?” Daphne managed a look of ap-| pealing sweetness. | “Don’t scold, Tuck. I'm feeling | lazy and fuzzy and dreading going | to a smoky party with a lot of old | fogies.’ Jennifer glance, “Then why go?” Tuck once as Daphne had intended he should, “Get into your clothes and come with us.’ “Where are you asked innocently. | “Thought you knew. No place special. Jen wanted to drive up to Brett Hall to see the foliage.” “Well,” Daphne answered over | her shoulder as she disapeared into her bedrom, “since you're go- | ing no place special, I'd like to see | the foliage myself. I'll be ready in | a Jiff.” { Jennifer's angry eyes missed hers. |

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(To Be Continued)

Daily Short Story

BACK FROM PARIS—By Irmengarde Eberle

n LARINE! Of all people!” ' “Vivian!” “When did you get back from Paris? And—uh—what about Morton?” “Wait till I tell you. wonderful!” “It must be—vou grand, Clarine!” “And I am grand. an idea! Love is thing!” “Well, maybe—but it nearly killed vou at first. How did it all come out?”

“Oh, I can't tell you the whole thing out here in the street! 1 just landed this morning. and I was going to call you. I can't wait to tell you everything! Can't we go somewhere and have tea or something, so we can talk?” “Of course. There's Bottlev's across the street. Let's go there, And am I burning up to hear all the details! When I saw you last, vou were so sick over Morton, I didn't think you'd survive. Really! You'd just broken with Albert Holter, because you were so terribly in love with Morton—and Morton just would not give vou a tumble. Tt was terrible! Remember when vou came over and spent the night with me and kept me awake with your crying? You said there was nothing in the world you wanted but io marry Morton. Absolutely nothing!” “Do I remember! I suffered, my sweet.’ “And honestly, Clarine, when he went off to Paris, and you sent me that radiogram saying you had followed him, I was sure the next thing I'd hear was that you'd committed suicide. I was absolutely sure that chasing after Morton was not the way to get him.”

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HEY found a secluded table in Bottley's, and ordered. “Wasn't it all just too pitiful and ridiculous, the way I acted?” said Clarine. “But I simply couldn't] help it! Vivian, I've never been so | crazy about anybody in my life. And do vou know, I just found out why. | A friend of mine told me. It was because Morton wouldn't pay any attention to me. “You see, the trouble with me is, that I've always had too mush money, and there aren't very many men running around loose who definitely didn't want to marry an attractive girl like me who has inherited over a million. That's the way my experience had been and so it had never occurred to me that any man I took a fancy to could be so indifferent. I just wasn't used to it. I—well. IT couldn't take it!" “But tell me what happened after vou got to Paris.” “Well. it was really very surprising. I had been afraid that Morton might be annoyed at my following him. But when I called him up at his hotel, he was as nice as could | be!" “Of all things!” said Vivian.

® “y WAS so surprised!” said Clarine. “And from that time on, every- | thing went wonderfully. Morton and I went places together, and he | was too sweet. I could see that he was getting more and more serious, | but he just couldn't seem to get to | the point of popping the question. | Honestly, he kept me in the most terrible suspense. He seemed to be | weighing the matter from all sides. | You know how cool and logical he is. “Then, finally, when I was just | about ready for a nervous collapse, | he decided in my favor, and we got | engaged. “Well, Vivian, I was so relieved | after all the tension I'd been through that I just started having | the grandest time. I began to act natural for the first time in months, | and now that I felt sure, at last, about Morton, 1 started going | around with other men again. Oh, | it was wonderful, being in love and | happy like that. Albert Holter came | to Paris about that time and, of course, I went out with him, too, | for old-time's sake. He didn’t hold | it against me that I'd jilted him | for Morton, and we had a grand! time. So grand, in fact, that Mor- | ton began to get jealous. Can you! conceive of that?” “No! Not Morton!” “Yes, Morton. Really. He began | to lecture me every time he saw | me, and told me that I mustn't go!

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ig HAT a thrill that must have been to you, after he'd been so cold for so long.” “Yes, I was thrilled, but then— well—it annoyed me, too. I'd been 50 miserable over Morton for so long, taking no interest in other! men, that I felt I had a right to be happy again now, and to have a good time. So I kept right on going cut with Albert—partly just to spite Morton for trying to boss me. “Well, Morton got madder and madder, and kept on insisting that | I must stop going around with Al- | bert. He said I must be seen only | with my fiance. He said it had |

something or other to do with his |

dignity. But I thought that was silly, and I didn’t pay any attention to him.” “But, Clarine, weren't you afraid of losing him again?” “That's just the strange and won- ! derful thing, Vivian. I wasn't—and I didn't seem to care if I did lose him. So I kept right on seeing Albert till Morton got so upset, he broke the engagement. And then. Albert and I got married. “We just landed this dear, and were so happy! It's all Just too wonderful! There's only | one thing that worries me a tiny | little bit—I'm so afraid I might start being crazy about Morton again, once I get it through my head that. now I'm married to Albert, I can't have Morton anv more.”

THE END

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