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Make Believe Bride
Ruth Harley
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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.....................
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What do you mean — committed a
crime?” There was a terrified look
in her dark eyes.
"Well, they’ve just discovered lie’s
been at tiie head of a bunch of rack
eteers who were systematically rob
bing his father."
“How could he do that?” asked
Maris, suddenly remembering some
thing Jimmy
“Well, he
truck loads ‘would be leaving the
‘ mills. Then
that exactly, but after all they’ll rea
lize yo uwere just one of them and
when a show-down came you knew
which side of the line you were on,”
"You’re a dear, Pat, I’ll never for
get this.”
There was a knock at the bedroom
door, "Come in,” called Pat.
"I was wondering if Miss Maris
would be ready for a bite of supper,
I thought I'd bring it up before we
sat down.” It was the farmer’s wife.
"I’m afraid I’m making an awful
lot of trouble for you, Mrs. Dawson,”
said Maris. I’m sure I can get up
now.”
"You’d better not. A bite of sup-
Already Maris had shaken off
terror that seemed to possess her,
and as she told. Patsy little incidents
of her hectic love affair, she was al
most able to jest about them. The
Dawsons had treated her as a sort of
heroine because of her part in trap
ping the criminals. Taking it alto
gether, in spite of all the discourag
ing things that she had gone through,
Maris knew that life still lay before
her, and that there would be other
opportunities for her to show Patsy
that she wasn’t altogether the fool
she insisted on calling herself.
But when they , reached home and
entered the little flat once more,
the
had once hinted at.
tipped them off when
the bandits would hold
them up, knock out the drivers and
turn the stuff over to another bunch
of men who would dispose of it and
hand Stanley his share.”
“But surely they won’t do anything
to him?” asked Maris, remembering
Stan’s haughty mother.
“I don’t know. Those thugs who
made you ride with them were some
of the ringleaders and because Stan
tried to cheat them out of more than
his share they’ve told on him and now
there’s a nasty front page scandal
about’t all.”
“Oh, Patsy; surely they can’t say
anything about me?”
“What could they say, Maris dear?
Not a thing. Of course I wouldn’t
wonder if Stan’s scared stiff if he
■ever gives a thought to what may
have happened to you. But there—
that’s all past. Of course, though,
yo-u- will have to resign from Fay-
son’s.”
“But, Milly—Oh, Pats, you know
I got kind of sore at you not having
sympathy with my attempts to step
up on the social ladder, and some
times I used to talk things over with
Milly. I wonder what she’ll say
now?”
"Don’t bother about her or anyone
else; they’ll all be so busy talking
about Stan’s crookedness that you’ll
be forgotten. There, I don’t mean
Maris knew that Rod was the man for her.
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per and then a good night s rest and
you’ll be ready to start off in the
morning. Not that I want you to
leave in such a rush, but the gentle
man insists he’s got to get to the
city.”
“Yes, that’s so,” said Pat. “Well,
I’ll come down with you and then
I can bring Maris’ supper up to her.”
By seven o’clock next morning
Maris was’headed for the city, but
this time she had no fear that any
moment might be her last. Jimmy
Doyle, while a good driver, never
took chances, especially when Patsy
was riding with him.
Maris began to realize what her es
capade had cost her. She’d lost her
good position and the chance to get
a better one, and now with conditions
still none too rosy she realized that
it wouldn’t be such an easy thing to
pick up a job.
“But you don’t need to worry about
that. You need a holiday anyway,
so why don’t you make up your mind
to stay home and keep house?”
“Keep house?" asked Maris. “Since
when could we afford to have one of
us do that?”
“Well, honey, it’s like this. Jim
my’s got his raise and we’ve decided,
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we may as well get married,
as there’s a chance he may be
terred to some other city in
months, we were thinking we
stay here till we see what happens.”
"Oh, but this will be no place for
me!” cried Maris.
“Of course it will. If we get mar
ried next Saturday, then we’re going
away for a two week’s trip, and you
could stay here and look after things."
“That would be lovely, but it does
n’t seem fair that I should be living
off you."
“Living off me! Nonsense. There
are a lot of things I want done and
if you’ll do them for me, that will
more than pay back anything it will
cost for your keep. And then, who
knows, something may turn up for
you by that time, Anyway, you don’t
need to worry, for Jimmy will be
perfectly happy to have you here.”
And so, on Saturday evening Patsy
and Jimmy were quietly married, and
started for their wedding trip in Jim
my’s car. The house seemed strange
ly desolate to Maris, as she fixed up
the things Patsy had asked her
making curtains and things for
sy’s home.
She hadn’t tried to get a job.
least she could do was help Patsy
out after all she had done for her.
Once she’d thought of calling up Mil
ly, but then, Milly was not a girl she
really cared to have for an intimate
friend, and now that she had cut her
self off from Payson’s she decided it
would be better to let'things stay as
they were,
As she sat alone in the evenings
her thoughts turned often to Rod.
Had he a steady nowadays, she won
dered. Was she that stunning look
ing girl she had seen him meet? Her
eyes filled with tears. She realized
that she had deliberately .cut herself
off from happiness.
Patsy had never nientioned Rod
since Maris had come back. Some
how she’d been expecting her to say
something about him, maybe to sug
gest that she should call him up or
ask him to come to see her. Her
tears fell fast. Maybe Patsy realized
she had had about enough to stand;
that the knowledge—if it really were
so—that he had transferred his af
fections elsewhere would hurt her so
much. Pat probably thought that it
would be kinder never to mention
his name.
And yet as she laid her sewing
down and wiped her tear-filled eyes,
she felt a desperate longing to know
about Rod, even if he were going to
marry some other girl. At least her
heart would be at rest, and she would
try to build up her broken life, to
fill it with other interests. She knew
now that she would never really love
anyone as she had loved Rod, and
felt there could be no one else.
The bell rang. It was only the mail
man with a card from Jimmy and
Patsy. “We are having a lovely
time,” they wrote. “Wish you
with us." She laughed as she
the message written in Jimmy’s
less handwriting. That would
nice idea—to be their chaperon on
their honeymoon.
But somehow when she. found she
could laugh,-her fit of the. blues seem^
ed suddenly to dissolve. Even if she
might never again know the sweet
ness of Rod’s love, she must try to
keep from getting soured.
Then she thought of the Dawsons
in their comfortable home in the Con
necticut Valley. She’d promised Tillie
she’d send her some candy.
So, slipping on an apron, she went
into the kitchen and started to make
her preparations.
Setting her scales on the
measuring out the sugar, and
down her box of flavorings,
started' her candy-making. It
nice cool afternoon and her caramels
turned, out beautifully. She was just
debating whether to make another
batch when suddenly the door bell
rang.
Pulling off her apron, and smooth
ing her hair, she. hurried to the door.
But when she opened it, .her heart
almost turned over. Rod O’Rorke
’was standing on the threshold!
“Well, Maris, aren’t you going to
ask me in?” lie questioned as he held
out his hand.
“Of course," she whispered, while
her cheeks grew rosy, and a sudden
sparkle leaped into her eyes. “But
Jimmy and Batsy are Still away.”
“That’s fine. I guess they’re hav-j
ing a good time. It’s wonderful wea
ther for an auto trip/’ he said. He
stepped inside and hung his hat on
the hall rack just as he used to do.
“Yes, J had a post card from them
today. They’re somewhere in the
Berkshires,” said Maris.
“And you’re running the show all
alone?” he asked.' ,
“Yes,” she nodded, wondering what
had brought him around to the ap
artment. “I’ve been making some car
amels. Like some?” she asked.
“You know 1 would. I haven’t tast
ed a decent bit of candy since—” He
hesitated abruptly, and Maris wond*
cred what he had intended to say.
But, leading the1 way into the kit
chen, she said, “Help yourself, while
I put all this trash away,** and quick*
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table,
taking
Maris
was a
ly she gathered up her materials.
“They’re great, Maris, the finest
ever. Wnat are you going to do
now?"
“Oh, finish sewing Patsy’s curtains
I suppose.”
“Wouldn’t you like to
show ?”
“Maybe,” said Maris, as
over her sewing. Did Rod
her, she wondered. Surely if he was
going with that other girl he would
not invite her to go out with’ him.
Still, maybe he’d expected to see
Jimmy and Patsy; maybe he was just
being polite. It only she knew where
she stood with him!
Then she remembered, she had sug
gested they should just be friends.
Had he taken her at her word? The
color dyed her cheeks as she wonder
ed if he knew anything about her ad
venture. Of course she’d never said
anything to Patsy about keeping quiet
about it. But Patsy was so loyal, she
•didn’t need to do that.
There was silence in the little room
for a long minute. Then Rod put
his hand on her slender arm. “Don’t
you want to put that stuff away,
Maris? It’s a long, long-time since
I've had a talk with you.”
“Yes," murmured Maris, but she
did not raise her eyes. Would sheI(
ever feel gay and light-hearted again
as she used to when Rod and she
were friends? Carefully, she folded
Up her sewing and laid it on the
table. Then as she turned and faced
him again, lie caught her in' his arms
and drew her to him.
Raising her face to his, he looked
long into her dark eyes, “Marls, Yny
sweet, I’ve been trying to forget you,,
but it’s no good. I can’t, dear heart.
Don’t you think you could love me
just a.little? I’ve missed you so, my dear.”'
Her arms tightened about his neck
and as she nestled against his heart,
she murmured, “No, Rod, I can’t love
you just a little, for all this time I’ve
been loving you with toy whole heart
—just you.”
“Darling,” he whispered, “you real
ly mean that?” and again she raised
her face to his. But when he saw het
glowing eyes he knew she spoke the
truth and as their lips met, Maris
■ knew that this was indeed the man
for her.
And she knew that her most thrill
ing day was still to come, when she
went to the altar as Rod’s bride—a
real bride this time, with a real man,
who would love and cherish her, for
her bridegroom.
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