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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Wingham Advance-Times, 1936-09-03, Page 6WINGHAM ADVANCE-TIMES Thursday, September 3,1935 Ml D b D -jMake -believe onde Ruth Harley SYNOPSIS: Maris Trevor is dis­ couraged because Rod O’Rorke spends all his money developing an invention which he hopes will pro­ vide an income so that they can ■marry, Maris thinks they should en­ joy the present rather than deny themselves for the future. She be­ comes uncertain of her love for Rod. Perhaps there would be more happi­ ness with someone else..................... * * * Carefully she fixed herself before the mirror. Then quickly picking up her gloves and bag, she hurried down the passage to the elevator. Maybe Stanley would still, be in the hall. Maybe his snappy sport roadster would be at the curb. But as she stepped from the eleva­ tor, Rod O’Rorke came swiftly to her side. “Say, honey, I guess I was a fool leaving you like that yesterday,” he said. “Tell me you still love ‘me, Maris darling," he added impulsive­ ly as he drew her away from the throngs that were sweeping along the halls. Maris’ eyebrows drew swiftly to­ gether. Why had Rod appeared iust when there was a chance that she might see Stanley? And yet how her heart had leaped when she caught sight of him, looking so eagerly for her! She knew in spite of any vag­ rant thoughts about Stanley that she still loved Rod. Well, there was no use making a scene, so quickly ban- ishing her frown, she smiled and said, “Oh, Rod, what a scare you gave me! I thought something terrible had hap­ pened when I saw you standing there." “Well, mavourneen, I’ve been hay- office building. But Stanley Fayson was nowhere to be seen. ‘‘Oh, Maris, darling, you’ve made me so happy!" Rod’s blue eyes glow- ed as they rested on the girl at his side. 5 “But now, Honey, I guess there’s only one thing to do—tell me you’ll marry ms,” maybea terrible time thinkinging I’d lost you.’ “You couldn’t do that so answered’ Maris, while she swiftly about the wide halls of the easily,” glanced 1 DETROIT 800 ROOMS Come in any time- at any hour-you cant pay more than $3 for a single room with bath and plenty are offered at $2. & $2?° V” CLIFFORD' R.TAYLOR ttanaqinq Director Good food, every comfort,-every luxury Hotel TULLER FOR A SINGLE ROOM WITH BATH IN FACING GRAND CIRCUS PARK POTENTATE VISITS FILM STUDIO “Don’t look at me like that,” she whispered. “People will think you crazy!” But even though she took a step away from his side, her heart was fluttering because she’ realized that Rod was so handsome. No won­ der the girls hurrying past turned to look at him, envy in their eyes. “I don’t care if they do, sweet­ heart, I’m 'so happy. Let’s go some­ where and have dinner and then take in a show or something,” he begged, falling into step beside her when they joined the multitude hurrying from the building. “Oh, but, Rod, I’m afraid I can’t,” Maris explained, suddenly remember­ ing that she was going to discipline the man she loved. It would never do, she knew, to give in the moment he started to make up. “You can’t shake me as easily as that," declared Rod, his blue eyes smiling into hers as he laid his hand lightly, on her. arm. Then stooping down, he whispered softly id her ear, “You don’t really want to, do you, sweetheart?” “Oh, Rod, you’re impossible!" And Maris ' raised her dark eyes to his, feeling strangely satisfied that she should yield so readily to his mast­ ery. There was a smile on her face. It was out of the question to get an­ noyed with Rod—his Irish good-nat­ ure laughed off al! rebuffs. Even his temper, about which Patsy had warn­ ed her, was, she believed, non-exist­ ent. She had never seen the smile fade altogether from, his eyes, nor his lips tighten in a ruthless line— as they could do—when h'e uncovered some monkey-business in. the course of his work! That time was yet to come for her. “There, honey, I guess you were just stringing me about some one else last night.” Again his blue eyes flashed at her. “Don’t be too sure," she answered, but in her smiling reply he failed read a warning. "Och, mavourneen, now don’t getting me all excited again. But course it’s only a joke. Now what would you like to do?’’ he asked as they reached the sidewalk, heading north. “Well, if you insist on spending money on me and taking me to din­ ner—wouldn't you rather come up to the apartment and have me fix some­ thing? Pat made a grand chocolate cake and—” “Not tonight, honey,” he interrupt­ ed. "I want you all to myself." "Well, that’s strange, isn’t it?”' she bandied, suddenly noticing a serious look in Rod’s eyes. Ignoring her 1 emark, he said, “Let’s step into the subway. I know, a pretty decent place uptown. It’s quiet and the food’s good." “No orchestra?" questioned Maris, disappointment in her voice. “Nothing like that" be answered, “Did you want to dance?” “Did I?” she asked, “Oh, Rod, you know I love it. Couldn’t wc go some­ where else?” Rod seemed to be seeing things for a moment, then he said, “Maybe, but let’s eat here, at least” Before Maris realized it, he had piloted her down the subway stairs, shielding her ag­ ainst the seething masses of human­ ity that swayed like a smelly barrage against them as they struggled to get into the train, f ’’There, that’s over,” Rod remark­ ed, oito arm hanging to a strap and the other around Maris, his elbow jutting outward as though to proteet to be of Standing at the LEFT is the Ma­ harajah of Indore, who rules an em­ pire of 1,800,006 people in India and is said to be one of the world’s weal­ thiest men, as he paid a visit to a moving picture studio in Hollywood. Seated at the RIGHT is his wife, who is chatting with Cecil B. DeMille, the film director^ Standing at the RIGHT in costume for a picture is Gary Coop* er. her from the swaying creatures who were jammed around them. “That’s the only thing that makes me feel I’d he glad to leave New York," she said. Then she remem­ bered, and a swift flush deepened the color in her cheeks. Rod would love to hear that for he was crazy to live in the country, Well, she was the only thing she’d leave New York for, but trifle compared with all miss < the movies, the cute little apartments! .Rod smiled, “The only questioned. “I’d give up just to get away from this city. Well, I reckon it won’t see me much long­ er." But as Maris started to question him, the car came to a sudden stop,, and again there was a mad rush for the doors, Rod suddenly saw' two empty seats and dragged her to them. “This is better,” he said, “if these grehsy old workmen, don’t fall in our laps," Right in front of them stood a couple* of swarthy-skinned men, with mud-s(ained clothes. They look­ ed as though they had been working in the subway or digging some cellar. Maris and Rod got out at the next station. Npw beyond a few casual remarks, as they passed various land­ marks, Rod said little to Maris, For her part, something seemed to warn her that she had better not refer to Rod’s rather crytpic remarks the city not seeing him very longer. But after they entered the den Inn” and found a table in eluded corner of the room, Maris had a swift presentment as Rod ed at her that something mentous was about to happen, thought was swiftly dispelled, how­ ever, when he took up the menu and said: “Well, Maris,, what will you have ?" “I don’t know. What’s good here? When did you find this place? I’ve never been here before.” A sudden twinge of jealousy shot through her. It was an adorable place, with a raftered ceiling, and fixtures that sug­ gested an old English inn with its jugs ..of frothing ale,' and, in winter, a1 roaming fire on the hearth. Yet with it all there , was an air about it that suggested that it was a place where many important affairs had been set­ tled' — and not merely between' men, for there was a hint of romance in the atmosphere. Even as she waited for Rod’s an­ swer, she found herself wondering'if he’d often been here before and who his companion had been. As she •glanced across the table at him, she realized once more what a presentable man he was, with that virile air about him, that fine clear look in his eyes —so different from .so many of the men around. Somehow he always seemed to speak of the great out­ doors, of clean living and wholesome thinking, as if he had some purpose in life instead of merely gratifying all his desires. Yes, she was proud of him. Raising his head, his eyes met hers. “Oh, Charley Grant brought me here so we could talk about the gadget undisturbed. They don’t hurry you. If you want to, you can spend the whole evening at one of the tables without a single black look from any of the waitresses or manager.’-’ “Well, that’s rather nice when you have busines to discuss." “It sure is.” A twinkle danced in Rod’s blue eyes. “But you haven’t decided what you want. What do you say to some real English beef­ steak pie and a nice mug oj ale?” “Oh, but I’m not Rod. I that." “Sure it. It’s had said it he glad to that was a she would stores, the thing?" he everything about much “Hid- a se­ look- mo- This mtig of ale?" terribly* hungry, don’t believe I could tackle Say, I’ve you you •>oks pay Iyou can. I wish you’d try the finest thing they have here, and I bet you’ll eat every par­ ticle. What say, sweetheart?" “All right. It does look rather good,” and Maris’ glanced with ap­ praising eyes at one that a waitress was just bringing in. “Good, Maris; you’ll say you nev­ er tasted better." Giving the order, Rod laid the menu to one side, Then, gazing across the table, he said, “ honey. I’ve just been thinking had a darned lot of gall- making ride in Dulcie all this time, but won't have to much longer. L as though the gadget’s going to all right, and then—” Just at that moment the waitress appeared with their order and Rod said no more. Then as she left the table Maris cried excitedly, “You've sold.it, Rod! It’s really a success?” Her dark eyes were sparkling, “No, sweetheart, not yet, but I’m going out of town tomorrow — to Cleveland—where they’re going to try it out. Then, if everything’s okay, won’t we celebrate! But now, let’s eat, I’m hungry as a hawk. You little witch, you had me I was right off my eats.” “Go on, Rod, I’d li.ke to see tjie girl who’d, bring you io But deep in Maris’ heart she felt a thrill of pride in her power ovet this handsome man who table from her. 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You don’t know what a wretched night I put in. But now, honey, I guess there’s only one thing to do—tell me you’ll marry me, Maris darling; that you’ll' be mine.” A swift tumult rose in Maris' heart. This was her first proposal. But why had Rod chosen to ask her at the din­ ner table? All her life she had dream­ ed of this wonderful moment, when the man she loved Would ask her to niarry him, would take her in his arms . . . His lips would meet hers and the age-old question would once again be settled. For, even if she could hot answer in so many words, with her lips on his, and her head pillowed on his heart, he would surely1 know her answer. But even as something urged her to say “Yes,” a shadowy form rose­ like a silhouette in her memory — a slender, dark-eyed young,man. 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