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Richest Girl in the (World

CAST OF CHARACTERS CONSTANCE CORBY-—heroine; est girl in the world. BRET HARDESTY—hero; builder. RODNEY BRANDON—Connie’s fiance. KATIE BLYN—Connie’s ‘‘double.”

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Yesterday: Having broken with Bret, Connie is about to board a train to leave the hills when suddenly her arms

are pinned behind her, she is spun around.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN “Y TOLD you I'd never let you run away from me!” for it was Bret, holding her fast, looking down into her eyes. “You may have done that to some other fellow—remember I told you I thought you'd run away from someone?—but youre not going to run away from me!”

Apparently she was not, as she could hear the rumble of the midnight train, shaking the little platform as it went on by. “How did you know I was running away?” Connie asked.

“Instinct, perhaps.” Bret laughed. “I've been plenty miserable these last days, honey. So miserable I couldn’t stand it any longer. I felt I had to see you tonight. I rode by, got Eloise to come to the door— and made her tell me where you had gone. She gave me your message, sweetheart.”

“And you came after me!” That meant that he was not afraid, that her money did not matter, that he loved her, regardless! “I'd have followed you to the end of the earth,” he said. “I've been pig-headed, stubborn—and yes, I reckon I did forget that love is the biggest thing in the world, more important than all the gold in it. But you must admit, dear, it gave me quite a jolt to learn who you really are.” ” o ” S he talked he had led her back to his car; now he tossed her bag into the back, held open the door for her with a flourish and a bow. “Where are we going?” Connie asked. Not that she cared. She was so deliriously happy that she did not care about anything. Bret had forgiven her for her deception; he understood why she had acted as she had—he was here at her side now, which was the most important thing of all.

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at her, so little and lovely, as he had said, at his side—the sweet curve of her cheek, the bright intensity of her eyes. “We're going to find the first justice of the peace that we can locate in this part of the country, and at this rather outlandish hour. We're going to rout him out of his nice warm bed, too, and tell him to get busy and change vour name once more. For the last time, this . . .” “Oh Bret!” It was all that she could say, but it was enough. He had not waited even for that much; he had switched on the ignition, thrown the little car into gear; they were speeding back, almost as fast as he must have come. “Darling,” Connie put a hand on the rough tweed of his coat. “You're not afraid, then — just because I happen to have so much money? You know it isn’t my fault, really, that I was born to inherit so much! We'll be happy in spite of it. We'll work it out together.” “I've never been afraid of anything in my life,” Bret said. “I'm not going to start now. I'd rather you didn’t have the money, especially so much. I'd rather you were just plain Katie Blyn. But you are you, my sweet—as I've told you, the one and only girl in all the world for me. And so that’s all that counts.”

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HE gave a little sigh, nestled closer to him. Yes, that was all that counted. He loved her, because she was herself, just as she loved him because he was Bret Hardesty, no other. There was no rhyme nor reason in love; perhaps no logic. Yet she had been right when she had told Eloise it could surmount any obstacle, that it was greater than life itself. It was no easy task, as Bret had predicted, to find a justice of the peace at that time of night. The first place they stopped it was impossible to arouse anyone, but at the next, Bret pounded on the door persistently until finally he succeeded in getting a response. This was not the sort of wedding that Constance Corby, the richest girl in the world, should have had. Not the sort of wedding that Connie had dreamed of having one day. That would have been ga gorgeous and lavish affair, with a thousand or more guests, flashlights flaring, reporters waiting for interviews, a crowd of the curious public pressing outside the canopy that led to the church, mounted policemen to keep them in order, an escort on motorcycles to clear a path. Connie would have worn white satin, fashioned by one of the leading creators, a veil that would have stretched for yards and yards, a prayer book bound in white leather in her hands and a bouquet of rare white orchids. There would have been a dozen bridesmaids in rainbow colors; an organ murmuring “O Promise Me”; rice and old shoes, champagne, cake with white icing, tier upon tier. td ”» =

this wedding took place in the front parlor of a small frame house in a little mountain town. The parlor smelled strongly of mothballs. The light from the chandelier made a glistening mirror out of the round bald spot on the justice’s head. His wife, acting as witness, her hair done up in curl-papers, yawned openly more than once. This was no out of the ordinary occurrence to her, young people were so impatient: she and her good husband were often routed out of bed at all sorts of unearthly hours to “tie the knot,” not realizing, the poor young things, how long it would be that way, once done. The bride was gowned, as the society column might have phrased it, in a somewhat worn navy blue suit and a cheap, but saucy and becoming, little blue felt hat. Her voice shook a little when she said “I do!” and she clung tightly to the arm of the groom. The groom's voice boomed out, fillin the whole parlor, when he gave his vows; there was a grim line of determination about his nice mouth. “Whom God has joined together, let no man put asunder . . .” the ancient and familiar words held a strange poetic beauty — and then Connie was in Bret’s arms, his lips on hers—and they were man and 1 wife.

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« EMEMBER,” Bret said sternly, tucking her into his car with his most masterful air, “your name now, young lady, is Mrs. Breton Hardesty—for keeps. Don’t you ever try to change it, or forget it for one minute!” : “Mrs. Breton Hardesty,” Connie said, lingering over the name, It sounded almost frightening, yet it was a beautiful name. One to be proud of, to live up to and treasure and respect. It was Bret's gift to her; a beautiful gift. She looked at the plain gold band thet Bret said had been his mother’'s and with which he had made | Connie his wife. He had said he would get her a much finer one, but this she would keep always, nevertheless. Tomorrow the headlines would blaze with the news that Constance Corby, the richest girl in the world, was married to an unknown and poor young engineer. Tomorrow she

would become the rich girl again. She would send Uncle Tippy a wire, she would instruct him to see that the real Katie Blyn was well repaid and to allow her to return to her own world. Would she be glad, or sorry? Connie wondered—hoping that it would be the first of these. Tomorrow Rodney would know that Connie had run away from him forever; that he had indeed lost her now. But this was tonight. Her wedding night. Tomorrow did not exist. This was the beginning of a girl, who was not the old Constance Corby, nor Katie Blyn, but still another girl who had given her heart and her life into the keeping of this man at her side . . . “Forever and ever . . .” Together . . . never just one person apart, again. Mrs. Breton Hardesty. For keeps.

(To Be Continued)

{All events, names and characters in this story are wholly fictitious.)

Daily Short Story

COURAGE—By Elizabeth Buck

“He even taught her to fly”

past her 18th birthday when Bucky had come swooping down |

Stinson and run smack into the full blast of her violet-blue eyes, dancing and excited over the reckless stunting he had been doing.

One of Rosalie’s chums had said | “That was wonderful, mister! It must be grand to be an aviator!” It | she hadn't spoken Bucky very probably would never have noticed the! group at all. He was bored with the | girls who hung around airports. | Hero worshippers, and no sense in | any of them! But Bucky had turned—that was the important thing. When he saw Rosalie standing there, her eyes shining and a hesitant smile on her half-parted lips, he stopped and retraced his steps. That was the beginning. Hundreds of girls met in just such circumstances had failed to penetrate the easy camaraderie he wore as armor.

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HE other girls practically unnoticed, Bucky talked to her with distinct signs of interest. It seemed that Rosalie’'s brother Bud was an old friend of Bucky's school days. He had mentioned knowing an aviator, and when pressed for details had told akout Bucky. Hence Rosalie’s first trip to an airport. Bucky was glad. Bucky had almost forgotten about Bud, but he made it a point to get in contact with him. For the first time in his life Bucky found that there was something in life besides his nerve-wracking job and casual dates with one or another of the girls who infested the airports just for that purpose. Rosalie, he soon discovered, was a very reasonable and practical little person when one really got to know her. And it seemed that she liked most of the things that he did and found enjoyment and exhilaration in the very fact of being alive, just as he did. It soon became a habit with her to drop out to the airport and chat with Bucky and some of his friends. ” ” ” EFORE long Bucky began taking her up with him whenever he had a passenger. She quickly absorbed a knowledge of the hazardous game of flying and something about the courageous men who flew which

Mind Your Manners

Test your knowledge of correct social usage by answering the following questions, then checking against the authoritative answers below: 1. How might you introduce a young man to your daughter? 2. How might vou introduce hér to an older woman? 3. How would you introduce your husband to another man? 4. How would a young girl introduce another girl and boy? 5. When an older woman brings a young man to be introduced to a young woman who is seated, should the young woman rise?

What would vou say if— You are a woman and wish to identify yourself to a person with whom you have a business relationship— (A) “This is Martha Graham”? (B) “This is Miss Graham”? (C) “This is the person who called you yesterday about some pictures”?

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1. “Betty, this is Mr. Pickwick.” 2. “Mrs. Jones, this is my daughter, Mary.” 3. “Mr. Moore, I want you to know my husband.” 4. “Mary, this is Bob Brown. Mary Gilmore.” 5. Yes, out of deference to the older woman who is standing.

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solutin— (B).

OSALTE had been just a trifles

placed her even closer to Bucky.

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She refused to learn completely. With a maturity beyond her years she had declared, “I'll leave flying to you, dear. That's your business! I'll take a back seat when it comes to flying!” “You'll never take a back seat with me—in flying or anything

| else!” was Bucky's retort, delivered

with vehemence. He meant it, too. It suddenly was apparent to him that Rosalie had become the greatest thing in his life. He told her so. She had known it long ago. She felt that way too. It was through her insistence that he saved his money and bought a beautiful low-winged job and went into business for himself. With the whimsicality characteristic of him he christened his ship Rosalie. He claimed that Rosalie was an angel— and didn’t angels have wings? Bucky proposed to Rosalie on her 21st birthday. She was ecstatic. Together they spent long hours just planning their lives together. » u ” ND then Marcia Dobbs stepped into the perfect picture— equipped with wealth, spoiled habits and a yen for Bucky which had developed upon a trip to the airport. Her liking was no secret. Enrolled in his flying class, she insisted upon his giving her personal instruction. Bucky saw immediately that it was a stall, but the extra tuition would come in handy to fit his and Rosalie’s plans. The boys on the field soon became aware of Mar-

|cia’s unblushing crush—and won- | dered.

Inevitably, of course, Rosalie heard rumors, and not pleasant ones. She couldn't believe that Bucky would two-time her. Nevertheless, purely out of feminine curiosity, she investigated. The show of affection put on by Marcia made it look bad for innocent Bucky. It didn't seem possible that there could be that much smoke without fire. It almost broke her heart, but she sent back the ring he had given her. As a desperate measure to keep herself from brooding she threw herself back into circulation with all of her accustomed verve. It no longer mattered what happened when Bucky was no longer hers.

un ” » UCKY brooded, too. He had plenty of courage, ordinarily, but this was different somehow. It got him down. He became haggard from lack of sleep and trying to get along on his nerve. But it wasn’t until he saw Rosalie with another man while driving to the airport that his nerve snapped utterly. It was unmistakable what Bucky witnessed. They were parked just a little way off the road in Rosalie’s conspicuous red roadster — the one he had given her as a Christmas gift. He noticed bitterly that the kiss they were exchanging wasn't exactly fraternal. On the field Bucky mechanically warmed up his ship, pulled back the throttle and took off, his mind a whirl of confused thought. Circling the field he gradually found the airport, a tiny brown splotch cut with criss-cross lines, far below. Impulsively the urge to wing over and thunder down in an unwavering power dive came to him. Why not? Nothing mattered now—it would be a fitting end for a flyer.

” ” 5 Fn by the thought, he wigged over and the powerful motors picked up an increasingly powerful roar as the speed increased, straight down. Watching the airspeed indicator swing, Bucky’s eyes fell on the little sign he had pasted on the instrument panel when he had taught Rosalie to fly. It bore one simple word, “Courage.” Bucky stared at it for what seemed an eternity while his mind cleared. It would be cowardly, this thing. It would take a real man's couraze to go on, with or without Rosalie, Grimly, his mouth tightened as he shoved the throttle forward and eased the stick back gently to level off.

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