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BEGINS HERE TODAY Daphne Brett, charming young New York advertising executive, rents her deceased father’s Connecticut estate to Larry Smith, attractive young bachelor architect, and promptly likes him tremendously. Daphne has one sister, Jennifer, six years younger, just out of college and at her first job. Jennifer resents Daphne's attempts to guide her and proceeds to date Tucker Ainsley, wealthy playboy. Next she meets Larry and, finding he is not married, makes a play for his attentions. This develops a struggle between the sisters for the same man. One night Larry dates Daphne. At the same time she refuses Daphne's permission to date in the Ainsley set. Daphne spends a thrilling evening with Larry only gone, At dawn Jennifer returns, tousled, slightly inebriated. Daphne is shocked, pained. Later Jennifer demands a showdown to lead her own life. The sisters conciliate, but Jennifer is scheming.

to come home and find Jennifer

One day she suggests Tuck would make |

a good husband. Jennifer wants a rich hushand—if not Larry, then Tuek. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY

CHAPTER TWELVE ¥ UCK, please..” Jennifer tugged gently at Tuck Ainsley’s sleeve. She snuggled to him in the lowslung roadster. “Please be my lamb and stop here. Do you want to start something at this stage of the game?” He reached for the gear pulled it back. “Young lady, are you trying to kid me? stuff, stopping the car a block from your apartment. Youre a strange mixture of sophisticated woman and a child. I can’t dope you out.” “Just make I'm a femme fatale, or was,” she said, lowering her voice and brushing his cheek with hers, met you. got to get It's

in, after

and This is schoolgirl | I won't have it.|

up your mind that

| She had been glad because Jen- | nifer earned a better salary and | Daphne was able to buy herself some new clothes. It was astonish[ing how interested she had become in clothes. She wanted smart, | pretty things to wear for Larry. And Larry had always so many delight-

Her thoughts swung back to Larry land the new apprehension that had suddenly sprung to her mind. x un =

HE telephone rang imperiously. Daphne tripped over her skirts in her eagerness to reach it, gathered them up and fell across her | bed to clutch the telephone and remove it from its cradle. | “Hello,” she said anxiously and felt her heart beating against her ribs. “Daphne,’—it was Larry—‘“did you know what I was trying to tell you tonight?” Daphne said that she didn't. “But don't be frightened, darling. |

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No matter what it is, I want to hear it.” “Is it any surprise to you | know that I love you?” Daphne made one of those little Inarticulate sounds in her throat. “I haven't told you that I did.”

| hands over her eyes. | “Was it bad news?” she asked, | | turning down her bed. | | “No,” Daphne answered as though | |in a trance. “It was the most won- | | derful news I've ever heard.” But she didn't tell Jennifer what | Or how bitter sweet, be-| cause she knew she couldn't tell] | Larry she would marry him. It wouldn't be fair to him to ask him | to wait the long, long time that | stretched before her before she would be free. She fell asleep with her happiness knowing that the morrow was to dim it.

Daily Short Story

ESCAPE FROM MARRIAGE—By Philip Johnson

“until I} Now kiss me, because I've | 1 and |

Daphne will be getting home soon, |

if she isn't already there.” She opened the car door, n

back.

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UCK pulled

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“You

. know I don't like doing this to |

Daphne. She's mine and this isn't quite cricket.” Jennifer regarded him

“Make up your mind, Tuck. Do I

a good friend of |

coldly. |

count or does ‘an old friend’ rate?” |

“When you look so haughty, my love, you do. the cold light of reason, forget Daphne. After all, your sister.” “My sister? My keeper! Tuck, if I weren't so crazy about you I wouldn't take any risks. After all, they are my risks. Daphne can be dreadful when she wants to be. She has a good time. She Joves her job and she has Lary —and hasn't she Larry! I trip over

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she is

beautifully |

I don't]

Oh, |

him all the time but I'm supposed

to act like a nun.” He laughed. vou minx. if you won't let me come with you.” ” » ”

ENNIFER took off her hat and!

«f laid her head back against the cushion, staring up at the stars. She took a deep breath. “This is a night for adventure, darling. Aren't you glad I made you put the top down on the car? An April night and an April moon! There'll be so many others and we won't be together. It makes me sad. I've never known anyone like you, Tuck, and I feel lonesome just to think that some day I'll lose vou. You'll share this same moon with someone else.” He drew her close to him. Her lithe figure fitted smoothly into his arms, her soft lips brushed his cheek, the perfume of her mingled with the soft scent of the night air. “I may” he said, “but why shouldn’t we see it again and again together?” For an instant her eyes opened

and looked over his shoulder into!

the future. She smiled to herself in the darkness. He had said it, she said to herself and slipped gently out of his embrace.

“Tomorrow at 4 at Grace's.” she

said aloud, and kissed the tips of his fingers gently. Then she ran out of his sight. She was breathless when she ran up the steps and let herself into the hall of the apartment house. Then, she stopped, freshened her lips, smoothed her hair. She glanced anxiously at her wrist watch. It was 1:30 and she'd have some tall explaining to do if Daphne was at home. = = ” APHNE was at home. Daphne still in her cherry-colored taf-

feta evening frock, was lying on the |

lounge with her arms raised and her hands under her head. contemplating the ceiling as though some lovely line were written there. Jennifer paused uncertainly in thie doorway and stalled for an opening line. “I thought you were never coming home,” Daphne said quite unexpectedly, “Your bridge lasted late at Helen's. Oh, Jennifer, what do you think?” Jennifer sighed with said she didn’t think. from the stars in

relief and She knew Daphne's eves,

from the flush that laid pink petals |

on her cheeks, that her role was to listen—a role for which she was grateful. ® ” » NE silver-sandaled foot swung beside the sofa. The other twisted back and forth and held Daphne's gaze. but I think Larry is in love with me.” “Dope!” "1

Jennifer retorted.

could have told you that a long |

time ago. What happened?”

“Happened? Nothing, except that |

he spent most of the evening starting to say something, clearing his

throat and hanging onto my hand.

Then he dashed off to get his train

and said he was going to call me |

when he got home. Oh, Jennifer,

you don’t suppose he was trying to |

tell me bad news, do you?” “Do you mean he's going to call you tonight?” “That’s what he said. ing for his call now. frightened.” Jennifer stifled a yawn. it you don’t mind standing the watch alone, I think I'll run along to bed. Standing all day long on my poor feet is no easy job and Mandlebaum bawled me out for being late this morning. Being a model is no soft job like yours.” n » = APHNE would have sighed wearily had she been listening to Jennifer, She would have recog-

I'm wait-

“I may be wrong |

Oh, dear, I'm | “Well, |

“Not that you do. | You'd better run along |

gl i i |

“If Don really loved me,” she said, “he would have come himself instead of sending you.”

WAITED for Mary Wayne in the library of the Wayne summer residence on Long Island. I was| there in behalf of my best friend, | Donald Randolph—to plead his suit with the girl he had once jilted. Footsteps sounded lightly in the uncarpeted hall. Then, Mary was | in the room. I was surprised to see how raaiantly beautiful she looked. Only six months before, she had attempted suicide on the day that Don had run out on their wedding, | but her face now showed not a sign that she had even suffered. “Jerry! This is nice!” “Hello, Mary!” I looked into her lovely blue eyes, and my weary six months of travel- | ing with Don were erased from my | mind. I forgot my introductory | speech, my purpose, everything. “Youre looking marvelous,” she | said warmly. “Very brown and much too handsome!” ” = LAUGHED, returning the spection. ' “I saw several girls in the world worse looking than you,” I commented in a judicial manner. “Flatterer!” she mocked, and drew me down beside her on the daven- | port. “More of our young men should travel around the world.” | “But not for the same purpose,” | I said quietly. Mary looked away. “No, not for | that.” After a slight pause she asked, in a low voice, “How is Don?” I assumed my John Alden roie. “Well enough but extremely unhappy. He needs you, Mary—needs you badly.” She raised a protest- | ing hand, but I hurried on. “When | we reached England last week from | China, and read, in a New York paper, of your forthcoming marriage to Jack Fisher, the shock almost floored Don.” Mary's slender hands clenched in her lap. “Why?” She looked straight at me. away to avoid marrying me?”

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EMORIES of following Don |

into wild, unexplored places

flashed through my mind—memor- |

ies of my friend haunted by thoughts of Mary wherever he went. “Don hasn't forgotten, Mary.

made. loves you.” “You are wrong, Jerry!”

She rose, and paced the room for |

a few minutes. When she stopped in front of me, her lips were compressed in a straight line. “Don doesn’t love me—he proved that! Can’t you see?” I shook my head, wondering at {the blended note of rebellion and appeal in her voice. Was fear of | being hurt again the cause? She moved away. I arose and followed her to the French windows giving exit to terrace and garden and, beyond these, to the beach. | | She gazed out over the water.

“You don’t know him as I do. only you could have seen his eyes when he learned that you had tried to —" I broke off. The words would not come out. “To kill myself,” Mary finished for

| me, I nodded. “We did not learn that | | vou had taken poison until | Don's yaght anchored of

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[it hit Don harder than most.

| But though Don did not come him- |

| it will convince you—"

“Has he forgotten that he ran | | head.

He | ‘has paid bitterly for the mistake he | He loves you, Mary—really |

“Don does love you,” I insisted. If |

| “My Little Sister,”

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bourg. Don almost went crazy. But |

{ he did not have the courage to come

back and face you, and so he ran | still farther away—away from his | own remorse. It was no use—

OUT OUR WAY

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“Don was a fool, Mary, but that |

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approached, he got panicky—it's an | experience many men have had, but | He | frantically thought he wanted froe- |

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Tears hovered in the corners of; Mary's eyes, as she turned and looked up at me, but they refused to fall. She shook her head. “If Don really loved me, he would ! have come himself, instead of send-! ing you.” “Don’t blame him for that,” I said | quickly. “I persuaded him to let me | see you first. You might have re- | fused to see him, and I did not | want that to happen. You and I|

| have always been good friends—I | { knew that you would listen to me! |

self, he sent you a letter. Perhaps ” ” ” { I TOOK out Don's letter and | handed it to her. She read it | and, when she had finished, the | tears in her eyes had overflowed on- | to her cheeks. She nodded. “You're right, Jerry —he does love me, I'm sorry.” “Sorry!” I exclaimed. “Why sorry?”

“Sorry for Don—because I still |

| mean to marry Jack Fisher. Noth- | ing can change that.”

“But, Mary,” I argued, “that wouldn't be fair even to Jack. He! himself must realize that you took him only on the rebound, after you!

| lost Don—"

“No,” she interrupted, shaking her “Listen to me—at what time | did you and Don sail that day when | we were to have been married?” I was surprised by what appeared to be an irrelevant question. “Why, we sailed shortly before noon. We reached the yacht club pier about 11 o'clock, and Don sent you his note from there.” “I drank the poison at 10:30—be- | cause I loved Jack, and my family | | refused to let me break off with | Don.”

THE END

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