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than.
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j r�• • the table, and for tate moment Ince
aid Geula were practically alone.
Are you sure of that "° demanded
'Mies Cheveley impertinently. "You
because I !arse to keep ins feet out seem to have made a pretty hash of
of sight under the table,-' thin' so-called festivity"
Diok Seilwyn load seldom. felt so
exasperated as at this moment, lie
rainy glared at the pale, danmtleu4
little face with its untidy mop of fair
hair. 'It would have been a joy to
threw something at her. Patronise
hint, would site, He'd show her! Or,
al least, he would have -shown her if
there had been any chance of their
meeting again. But there wasn't.
He'd see to that. I•u the meantime,
he couldn't for the look of the
thing neglect her. It was this job
at bhe moment to entertain her, and
entertain her he would, though never
In hie life had ale met a girl who
made him feel so mad,—there was nu
other word, for 111
It was uphill work, but at long
last the ordeal was over. Gerda bade
the 'bus load generally good night,
and went up the garden path, fol•
lowed by tlbe inwardly raging Sell-
wyn, who, game to the end, escorted
her to the door, took her latch key
and opened it before taking his
leave.
With the door .at last closed i'e-
tween them Gerda drew a long
breath, and for a moment leaned
nervelessly against the well.
How could she elver have fancied
she had even a schoolgirl "prior" for
tum? Ste was hateful, and she
hated him. Those eyes of his, had
not, she knew it, missed one single
iteen of the countless details that
were wrong with ,her, from the
crookedly drawn -up stockings, with
the forked -lightning seam's, to the
lash and crowning humiliation of all
By Susan Redgrave
'there we,. uo better dancer in '.Le
rooms that Gerda Cheveley, will'. her
perfect sense of rhythm anti her
slim, aPperetrtly boueless young
body, and she had an almost toe
canny knack of following her part-
ner's lead well nigh 'before he knew
his own .mind,
"You dance spleudidly," said Dick
impulsively, lila arta tightening a
shade about her lovely suppleness.
There wee is his voice the first
'touch of warmth she had heard
since their discovery of his un
fortuuate mistake. "You're a simply
gorgeous partner."
"oh, yes I awn dance," she agreed
stiffly, 'Even the ugliest of duck-
lings may have a single accomplish•
merit,"
"'I say, I do wielh you wouldn't."
began Dick, then he stopped dead,
dmoet breaking off in the dance.
nit not quite. Aker one moment's
involuntary hesitation he went on.
sweeping Gerda wilt him as it there
had been no break in the rhytlmn.
Gerda's eyes followed the swift
downward flight of his. It was her
tun nearly to stop dead, in the
circle of his arun, for the full tragedy
of the apple green satin slipper and
the faded pink •satin slipper smote
her like a blow.
"It's no use, everything's wrong,"
she said drearily. "Let's, get back to
the table before anylbody else sees."
"Not a bit of it" Dick objected
with a valiant attempt to act as if
nothing were amiss, though he felt
furiously that the girl must be
pretty well 'half witted to come out
in this slovenly Padden. She had
"Thank you, I have no wish to
Same' at present,' die retur•ued au
distantly.
"That's right," said Mr. Ashiteld,
not knowing what it was all abowt.
"This !tot lobster 18 being wasted on
those young idiots."
The marvellous dish might have
been eawdtust for anything Gerrla
knew to tate contrary, but she sat
very erect, her head at its highest
and plied knife and fork, at the
same time talking with apparen`
gaiety to her unfortunate partner,
who did his best to back her up.
"Conte on, Gerda, let's have a
turn." said Ted Skinner, prompted
thereto by Connie. He liked Gerda
well enough and he liked her danc-
ing ,stili better. For all that, he
told himself vexedly, no fellow
likes to make (himself look an ass
by dancing with a girl in a frock like
that, to eay nothing of those gha.etiY
odd slippers.
"No, thanks very much, Ted," said
Gerda, with awesome propriety. "Sm
not dancing any more to -night,
there's something the matter with
my feet."
"What, with both of 'ems" some-
body else exclaimed.
"With both of them," said Gerda,
with the calmness of despair, "But
please don't let me keep you front
enjoying youiseaf, Mr. •Sellwyn,
You'll give him a dance, won't you,
Connie?"
Dick Shot to his feet in a hurry
and !made a little half -bow in
Connie's direction. Gerda would
have laved that' touch of formal)
courtesy if she had not already been
hating him so terribly.
"You'll excuse me, Miss Connle?
As my partner can't dance, I .hall
enjoy sitting out with her,"
Connie and Ted whirled away and
Dials, after looking down into
Gerda's mutinous• little face, held. 86
high on shoulders that would have
'been slim and graeeful in any
properly -fashioned garment, bit back
the furious' words• that were on his
lips•,
"Will you kindly refrain from' try
ing to arrange my evening for me?"
ire muttered at Inst through nearly
clenched teeth, "Believe it or not,
I am well able to make my elm
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taken lees than no &rouble over her
appearance. She had gone out of
her way to make herself and him,
ridiculous. "It's a little accident
that might happen to anybody"
"No, only to me," said Gerda
distantly as they sat down again
"Ask one of the other girls to have
a turn with you, Mr. Sellwyn. There
is no reason why yon should sit just
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niece that sort of girl?"
"No, .'haat ehe is not, Miss Chev-
eley," Dried Connie indignantly. "I
don't know a girl that is better
company than. Gerda, er more liked
—or rather could be, if only—
"Now we're comius to 1t," said
Mists ,Cheveley irritably. "lf Gerda
was that ,style of girl, nothing could
be done about it. But 700 say she
is not, so now please tell ane why
.he came home last night looking as
if she'd had, a mortal ulow. Her
hair was flying all over her head
like string, as, if she'd been dragged
bb teleards through a hedge, but it
was her eyes," muttered the old
lady as if She were talking to her-
self. "That bout, wounded'to-the-
quirk look—I know what St feels
like, and I mean to heap the child if
I can."
--t!m add slippers. If ever she met 'You caul—ah, you can, Miss Ohev-
,him face to face ,she felt she would- eley!" Cried Connie excitedly, lind-
n't be able to bear it. , ing her courage and her tongue.
Mass. Oheveley's querulous voice 'You Dan let 'Gerda he trained to
drifted from the landing above. earn some mono,. If rheic, so clever
at massaging you, can't she be
taught to—"
",Stop a minute, girl!" interrupted
Miss Cheveley, nettled. "You
seem to think it nothing at all
that I should be deprived of the
sevices, of MY niece, at my age, and
with my afflictions:"
"But you said your wanted to help
Gerda," Pointed out Connie, carried
out of herself, "Couldn't somebodY
else rub your shoulder while C:erda
learns how to do it Properly for
People who'd ,pay her Couldn't
Betty---="
"1 ,should. be sorry for even a
"You're later than I expected,
Gerda. I've been waiting for the
past hour for you to massage my
Shoulder. You don't pare what. I
suffer so long as you're enjoying
yourself."
Gerda could have laughed. En-
joying herself! She felt an hour or
so bbs rack might have been as
"ehjoyable,"
"I'm coming, Aunt Anne," she
,called track wearily, pausing only to
slip out of her coat, before toiling
top the stains with feet that felt like
lead,
Miss Olreveiey started complain•
ing as soon as she was in the roam, tortose that was maslsaged by Betty"'
but she caught eight of the girl's .Broke in Mesls, Cheveley grimly.
face and her lips closed on the "Besides, site is alwaye off some'
sharp words. Where or rather on the invitation of
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figure of fun, 1 understand,” :Mss
Cheveley ended, to Connie's' relief.
'1ilis eooe!ublsllt, it's horrid, but you
know what People are; murmured
Coneiie wrebohediy. "We're all as bad
as each other. Yes, even me,
thouglh 1 lone Gerda. Even I do'l't
like going about with her, looklug
like site bas, to look."
"Yes, yes," .said Mise Cheveley, al-
most gently. "I understand. And I
unlderstaud that something very un-
pleasant happened to the child lash
night because of this difference be-
tween her and the rest of you,'
sad
TO BE CONTINUED.
she most astonishingly asked.
"All right," said Gerda dully, and
not smother word did .she say about
her evening.
Connie Assh'deld had often longed
for an opportunity, and the courage,
to tell Mises Cheveley exactly what
she thought of her treatment of
Gerda. But never ire her wildest
dreams had alba imagined Miss
Cheveley would send for her and
hand her the opportunity. Yot that
was what happened on the day after
poor Gerda's disastrous evening.
"I want a few plain words from
you. Constance Asartfield," said
Mists: Anne, the moment she was
nattered into her bedroom. "About
Gerda, I inean, Yon need not
hesitate to speak your mind frankly.
I've sent her ,into the town to
change the library boobs. What's
the, .natter with tate cilipd?"
"The matter with Gerda, Miss
Cheveley?" :sbarnmered ,Connie fool -
"That is wheat T said" snapped out
tate elder lady from Iter monntatnotte
pillows, and from. the recesses of
her bideone grey. wool film -wit "Sit
down, girt, end tell me what '48
adniee with my voice."
"Wino',&; wrong with Gerda?"
echoed' Connie feebly, reminding
belie 1f of a goldfish blowing bubbles.
"ls the girl daft," enquired' Miss
Cheveley of the world in general.
'4Don't you understand plain Eng-
lish? Welty did Garde come home
last night looping as she did look?"
"How did site look?" Connie tem-
porised, sitting down on the extreme
edge of the chair nearest the bed,
"As if sane, had been in .misery,"
Yapped out Mise Cheveley, as, if the
whole affair was 'Connie's, fault
"There ,aro girls—•( know it only too
well, 7 was one 'stn rnlself—wit0 are
lI :1t out of water Whet they go out
tato company, girls wiho don't lit
in with tiro ether boys and glt•1,1 of
their own, age, girls who line bhe
wail's at dances and are always odd
ones out of Serhutever bit 02 fait
A Nazi airman, captured on
British .soil, was truculently loyal
to lois insister.
When interrogated, this, 1s all
he would say: "The F'uehrer saved
me from Poland, .. . The Fuehre.r
saved me from. France, ... the
kyrdhrea• will ,save Inc from England."
"He'd better be quick," remarked
the examrining officer, "You're off
to Canada tomorno,w"
never knew any other girl who was
takers expensive cruises and Contin-
ental trips, at other people's expense.
But I've noticed she's never asked
twice by the same friends. But that's
by the way. Do I understand," alto
went on msgis,terially, "that all the
stencil's miseries are due to a lack of
money?"
"A good part of them are. Yon see,
dear Mises Cheveley, if a girl wants
to look her best, she must have a
little money to spend on hetiself."
"So far as 1 was aware of my
niece's needs, I have enp'plied thein,"
said Miss Anne, "Garcla's' food and
lodging and clothing are sufficient
she has a good home with no anx1-
atias whatsoever." And the old
belly glared at Connie over the rials
of her glaslses.
"sent bleat is not morgan, Miss
'Oileveley," cried Connie, now fairly
on, tate warpath, "To begin with,
Gerda's clothes are ugly enough
when they're new, and ,she has, to
wear them until we, --I mean the—
is sick of the alight of them, And
her their, You've no idea, Miran
Cheveley, what a difference a good
'perm" would make to Gerda' ap-
pearance. A permanent wave, I
mean" sine added ,as Miss .Anne
looked !.lank. "but good 'perms' are
expensive; and then ,she needs
creams and powder's, and—oh, no end
of things, that other girls have as a.
matter of counsel"
Connie paused, wontdering if silo
dared go 00.
"Proceexl, young woman," said
Missy ,Cllteveley acidly, i've no Wish
to have. my feelings spared,''
".T1 takes lime as well as a 1111115
money to look your best," went on
Connie desperately. "Time to put
your 'clothes on properly, Last
night—Of .course, .to begin with, her
clothes were awful, 'but they were
huddled on anyhow, Dear Miss
Cahevicelcy, yatr'vc no idea Crow horrid
it le for her, The girls like her—or,
rather, they would' like her very
much, if
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