to her home town alter
M's absence.
. wily veiled. she comes late
. all night to the home of her
mar. DICK GREGORY.”
BIA. his wile. She tells
how the story oi Dr. John's
her lite. And so she has nude
up her mind to "sell out" and go
. to Europe where no onewill
know her story.
She asks ULYSSES X. FOB-
0.15mi wealthy widower who is '
in the real estate businas. to
sell her house. Forges advises.
her to live In it and face the peo-
ple who have slandered her. In.
May says she wants to be toot-
loose.
.’t week later, with 88000 in her
handbag. liisy sets out tor ac.
lantie City. for a rest More
sailing ior Europe. 011 the train
she shyly flirts with I hand-
some blond man. He registers
at her hotel as “Ha-hurt Water-
bury.” and May sees him that
evening in the restaurant.
‘ May hurries back to the hotel.
and sits down in the lobby to
. listen to the orchestra. A small.
fair-haired woman sitting next
'to her. asks her some questions
' about the music. And while they
. are talking, Waterbury comes up
and addresses the little blond
woman as “Carlotta."
“Carlotta“ asks him to sit
down. and tries to draw May into
their conversation. .
'OW GO ON WITH THE 5108“
E little blond woman laid one
‘ of her plump hands upon Water:
bury's cool. sleeve.
“Herbie,“ she said, in a pleading
voice. "Do take me away from this
music. It I listen to much more of
1‘ it. I'm going to burst into bitter tears
or chew up the lobby. or sump’n.
ou wouldn't like me to do that.
Would you, Herbie?"
May heard Waterbury give a deep
laugh. "Well. you know you don't
have to stay here . ." he said.
And then the booming tide of music
. drowned out the sound or his voice.
‘Ma-y leaned {sword in her chair
and stole a. look at him. . . . Yes.
without doubt. he when very hand-
some seen thus. at close range. ‘True
enough. the corners 0! his month
were loose. but the thick mass of
his hair was like a. bronze helmet.
ndhis decplset eyes were start4
firmly blue in his tanned race.
,, They met May's suddenly. and she
felt" iiOl‘ heart give‘ a leap. She
looked quickly away.
Then the sound of his voice came
again. its was saying something in
an undertone to the woman whom he
,called "Carlotta.“ And she turned
abruptly to May.
“You‘re like I am—sll dressed up
and no place to go,” she said bright-
ly. "ilow would you like to step
out for no hour or so, with me and
my friend, Mr. Waterbury? We
. thought we’d take in a movie or a
. show. perhaps."
' . it was on May's lips to refuse.
’ But with a wilful little toss of her
head. she said: "All righty. l‘d love
to go!"
Where, she asked herself. was the
Joy 0: being footloose it you couldn't
C.) what you wanted to do? . . . To
go adventuring? To have advent
titres?
The words, “Live dangerously."
flushed through her mind. This was
not “living dangerously" exactly
, . . but still. it smacked of danger!
After all. she know nothing at
these tun p?t‘~pii‘. They might be a
pair of ll"’D~(I_\'t.‘d crooks. for all she
knew. l-‘u' ml she onrod!
“l dim, get your name, Miss
. . .'.‘" lilv- litm- blond Carlotta said.
questioniugly.
"It‘s not ‘Missf It's ‘Mrs.’
rs. Seymour." May answered. her.
eyes sixecl ou Waterbury‘s. as she
spoke.
.no
"And I." said Carlotta, “am Mrs.
Froiking"
Her eyes swept May's mourning
gawn and black lace scarf. "I’m a
widow, too." she added. dimpllng.
"Not sod. though. Grass!”
She laughed as light- hesrtedly as
a child. and her eyes twinkled up
merrily at May. '
"Weill Where do we go from here?
March!" she said and stood. Water-
bury’s eyes questioned May. ‘
"What would you like to do. Mrs.
Seymour?" he asked. “Movies? . ,
Theater? Or for a walk?"
May raised her chin defiantly.
"I've had my stte‘rdinner stroll. Mr.
Waterbury." she saidl “I think I
should like to go to see Morse
dance. it you don't mind . . ."
"Adoree it shall be. then!" be an.
swered. And the three started down
the long lobby. arm in arm.
Adoreo's little supper club was a
few doors away from the Boardwalk,
in a. noisy side street.
Its walls were white. and it was
carpeted with brilliant red velvet
that muffled the tootlalls ot the trio.
as they followed a. waiter to a table
in the corner.
Tonight it was almost deserted.
“It's only 10 o'clock." Carlotta
said. consulting the little jeweled
watch on her wrist, "Turrlble. awful
early. isn't it?"
"I like the quiet. for s. change.
The clatter and the chatter get to
be pretty tiresome after a while."
Waterbury said in a low tone. He
had not taken his eyes from May’s
face since they had entered the res-
taurant. And May was ihrlliingly
aware of it. .
She lcancd back in her chair. long-
ing to look at him. again . . ._ but
not daring to!
She tried to ti: her mind upon Car-
lotta Prolking.
Was Carlotta in love with this
Waterbury man. she wondered. Was
he in love with her? . . . And how
did they happen to know each other
so well?
These questions pattcred through
May's brain. while her eyes studied
Carlotta's face. it was not a. young
tace. despite its youthful color. The
red mouth was lined with hardness.
and there was a. network of fine
wrinkles at the corner of each eye.
As May watched her. she frowned
and grosned.
“Don't look. Herbie." she said.
“Dan Spraguc's over there all by
himsei! in the opposite corner. If
he sees us. he'll come over here . . .-
and I don't want to talk to himl“
Bite burst into a sudden radiant
smile and turned to May. “One of
my suitors . . . Dan Sprague!" she
giggled. "And I Just get bored to
death with his do-you-love-me-today~
Dan Sprague was not at an good looking all
thing curiously ailrablive in his aallowness and sharp black eyes. ,r . . .‘i
u-well wyou- -dld yesterday was or
wooing me! Honestly. he's sicken-
lug!"
Neither May nor Waterbury sn-
swered her. And after a moment she
heaved a great sigh. ‘
1"Well. I suppose we may as well
send the waiter over tor him." she
said. "He's sure to see us sooner or
later. anyway. . . Call the waiter.
Herbie." _
Waterbury‘s eyes met May's. and
he winked at her and laughed. May
noticed how very white and even his
teeth were, and what a nice smile he
had . . . quite the nicest smile that
she had ever seen. she decided.
"I hope you’re not taken in by this
little vaudeville skit ' o! Lotta's.
Mrs. Seymour." he said. chuckling.
"As a matter of fact. she's wild
about old Dan, and is dying to set
. him over here. . . . All right. Lotta.
we'll let you have your way.”
He summoned the waiter with a
slight lifting of his head.
‘ "Please ask the gentleman in the
corner to come over to Mr. Water-
bury's table." he said.
May watched the long. lean ilgu
of Dan Sprague rise (tom its ts.
in the far corner and come toward
them. He one not at alligood-look-
ing in the ordinary way. But there
was something curiously attractive
in his snllownesa and sharp black
eyes. His face seemed familiar. too.
. . . Who was it that he resembled.
she wondered as she shook his hand,
3 "King Altonsol" .she said aloud.
The other thm laughed. '
‘ “What d‘you mean, King Alton-
so?" Sprague asked, in his drawling
voice, as he sagged into a. chair be-
side her.
"You look like him!"
swered.
"I wish I had his money." Den
Enrague observed dlyly. .
The word f‘money" brought}. sud-
den thought of her own 88000 to
May‘s mind. She passed her hand
quickly over the beaded bag in her
lap. . . . Yes. it was still there . . .
the roll 01’ $500 bills. Thank good-
nees!
Her heart almost stopped'beatlng
as she thought of losinglt! it was
not the money she would mind los-
ing. but the things it could buy for
'her . . . clothes. Jewels. perfumes.
She made up her mind. dreamliy. to
go shopping in the morning. She
would show thls'Hcrbert Waterbury
bow really 'stunn she could be!
She turned to h and spoke rap
idly in a low tone.
"How long are you going to be
here in Atlantic City?"’she asked
boldly.
The look the man gave her was s
caress. “i'm going to be here as
long as you’re here." be aid. smiling
“May on-
}? '. But there was some-
0
into her rm.
“I see. ” May answered tlstly.
She watched the waiter set down
a bowl of cracked ice. some glasses.
and ginger-ale upon the table.
"I think I aw you in the train
this utternoon. Mr. Waterbury." she
said.
He laughed. "You more than think
you saw me. You know you did!"
he said. "And you saw me in the
dining room at. the hotel tonight.
didn't you? You knew; I was looking
at you. didn't you? . . .ts-And you
wouldn’t look at me.”
May gave s. keen. indrawn sigh.
"You spoiled my appetite." she an-
swered. “i couldn't eat . . . be-
cause you stared sol"
Again Waterbury summoned the
waiter. "Four clubsandwlchss. and
some stuffed celery and ripe olives.”
he ordered.
Then he looked down at May
again. "Poor little thing! Did it
miss its dinner? And is it hungry!”
he asked.
May flushed with embarrassment.
“l'm not hungry!" she said. ”And
do you expect. vine to eat tour club-
sandwiches?"
Waterbury shoolt his handsome
head. “I thought the rest of us
might help you out with them." he .
mid. There was a flicker of humor
in his light. blue eyes.
‘ "What will you have in your gin-
ger-ale?" he asked. sliding a sihor
ilssk tram his pocket.
“Nothing. thanks." May answered.
“I newer drink."
She wished. at that moment. that
she had not some out with these
strangers.
dignified. Waterbury would not have
dared to "kid" her about her loss of
appetite.
She felt a slow flush creeping."
over her taco. And she bent. her
head. and tumbled in her bag for.
her powder box.
Just as she ground it. the heavy lug
slipped from lier lap. and tell on the
floor. ‘
May bent to pick it up. but Watch
bury had it. in his hand almost in-
stantly. "Allow me." he said. and
laid it on the table.
The draw-string had loosened. and
above it showed the edge of May’s.
hugs roll of bills. like the .edges at
wilted lettuce leaves.
"Holy Mackinaw!” Dan Sprague
exclaimed suddenly, "What's Mrs.
Seymour been doing . . . robbing a. "
bank?"
May laughed nervously. "Hardly
tin-1t!" she said. "It I were going to
bother about robbing a bank. I'd get
more than 88000. I hope!"
Waterbury' s eyes. wide open with
amazement. were lined on the roll oi!
bills with a. glassy stare.
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