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THE STORY: Associale magazine editor July Allen decides she loves aviator Sandy Ammerman. when his plane is downed on a trip to the west eoast, is then wounded and bewildered . by newspaper stories linking him romantically with wealthy Peg Gordan. She begins to appreciate quieter, less impulsive Philip Rogers, attorney, another suitor. Returning to her office from Chicago, having changed her mind about joining Sandy, Judy finds Sara. Fuller, her secretary, acting suspiciously. She calls Philip.

CHAPTER EIGHT

IT WAS JUST a moment until Judy was connected with Philip Rogers’ office. “Philip?” “Judy!” She knew that he was alone from the freedom of his voice. Otherwise, it would have been con- vl ; trolled, courteous. “More unfavor-| E - Se a . able publicity you want smacks? idee =z 2 / = ’ ut You SAID NOD “No, every man to his own love! | Ro #7 ‘ Ny , @ AR COULD GE Anyway, it’s silly. Sandy is as free ble, 9-33 Ecos 1941 BY NEA SERVICE INC VT. M REG. U.S PAT. C oe OF THAT PIT/ as one of his clouds. It’s about the “Well, you said you could lick me and my whole family!” magazine I called.” k “You mean it's objecting? Then) TH|S CURIOUS WORLD Sha By William Ferguson A you have a lot to learn! Buy your- an : dae i self some outrageous clothes and| # 2,0 % hats, and center interest on your legs. Cameramen like them. You know that.” “Of course. Actresses, youth leaders, women corset buyers—that’s| | > why the newsreels perch all off them on a ship's rail. But what has all of this to do with me?” “Only this. A few pictures of you taken right now and appearing immediately might rate pretty high at the moment. Under Twenty would give you a raise” His voice remained gay and steady. i Judy looked at the : streaming] | windowpanes as she answered. “And|{ § think of the rush I'd get in Hollywood. When a- girl has a broken]: heart—I mean when word gets} ¥

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electric, too. Judy’s tones were fluid, sardonic, trying to be amused. “Sara .has signed her by-line to a story of mine in this month’s book. It’s my story, word for word. Shall I let her get away with it?” . “Change the by-line and forget it. . . . Don’t forget we have a date at 5, Judy.” “I'll be ready and I'll outglamorize Hollywood, if that’s what you want.” She hung up, finished the news proofs, changed the by-line on her own story, put the papers in a wooden basket on the desk of the editor’s secretary, and went out to get a milk shake at a corner drug store. Sipping a milk shake through two straws she lost the present in a memory of her first meeting with Sandy. : It had been a warm, sweet night in June. Phil, who had been more than attentive ever since she had slipped behind the flat-topped desk in the office at Under Twenty, had taken her to a party at a private club on Long Island. was dancing to the

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circumspect, very, very wealthy debutante who so obviously wanted Phil, and then forgot them both as she looked up to waiting eyes above hers. “I'm ready,” she answered softly, and knew that she made some kind of a promise in her answer. Sandy was wearing a white dinner coat and dark trousers, and her dress was made of a dozen gypsy stripes that flaunted a barbaric rhythm to the wind and stars. They

kissed her. It was a clean kiss, a young kiss—one that was as brave as it was defiant. ; She did not move away, nor did she respond. But she knew that flight had been more than a brief trek through a shining sky. “I missed you,” Philip said when she returned. “Been far?” “Not very,” she answered, but she had a queer premonition that she had been much farther than either of them knew. ° .

drove to the flying field and flew| Well, that was over. She was back. among the tangle of stars for half{For good. As she finished the long

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