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by Norma Newcomb
Synopsis of Preceding Chapters:
Airline Stewardess Sally Alliston ar
rives at La Guardia Field. Dashing First
Officer Jimmy Kennedy offers to give
her a lift to the city, but she says she
already has a date. To his discomfiture,
she walks over to a limousine, and is
driven by a chauffeur to the Jethrup
mansion, where her mother is house
keeper. There she meets her mother and
Philip Jethrup. who is engaged to a so
ciety girl. Philip admits to Sally that he
is not happy. Jimmy takes Sally out to
dinner and then to the theater.
CHAPTER IV
He looked so eager in his blond
dignified way that she felt a lit
tle sorry for him. “Wasn’t Boston
fun?” ,
“You know it wasn’t. I didn’t
want to go to Harvard. I wanted
to start to work. But grandfath
er made me.”
“He was right to make you,”
she said seriously. “You are go
ing to step .into rather large
shoes someday, Philip. You have
to be equal to it.”
They were stopped by a traffic
light, which fact brought a little
tea room to his attention. He led
her inside and seated her at a
table near the window. “That’s
what scares me, Sallv. T*ne re-
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sponsibility of being a Jethrup.
I never wanted money or posi
tion, you know that.”
His voice dropped a note. “I
won’t ever forget that night of
the dance, Sally.”
"I was mad at you that
night.”
“I know. I knew you’d be an
gry the moment I stopped you
there by the fence. But you were
so beautiful that night, Sally. I
had to kiss you.”
“And that kiss made me a stew
ardess.” She shook her head.
“Funny how things happen.”
‘"I tried to stop grandfather
i from sending you away to board
ing school. He—he was obdurate.
But you don’t hold it against me,
do you, Sally?”
“Philip, of course not! It was
inevitable that I be sent away.
Your grandfather was most gen
erous. Do you know that he sent
me a weekly allowance?”
“He told me about it. He likes '
you, Sally.”
“And I like him. I used to be
afraid of him, but since your
people died in that accident, he’s
changed—softened. I don’t think,
though, that he’d be pleased if
he knew we were sitting here to
gether, talking about him.”
“How could he ever find out?”
It was one of those flippant
questions which most people ask
and never have answered forl
them. This time there was an an- |
swer, in the person of stately,!
black-haired, blue-eyed Cath
erine Wingate. The girl stopped
beside their table with a low,
musical laugh. ‘ 'Philip, you
should never take your headache
where other people can meet
her.”
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He started, then became flus
tered. “Catherine, I . . .”
"Sally, isn’t it? Sally Alliston.
How nice to see you again, my
dear.”
“Nice to see you again, Cath
erine. Do sit down. Philip and I
were just reminiscing.”
-How cute.” The heiress dart
ed a glance at Philip’s working
lips and sat down with a laugh.
“I suppose he told you that we re
engaged?”
[ -No, he didn’t. I think that’s
verv nice. Congratulations, Phil
! iP-”
Catherine’s laugh sounded just
a wee bit forced. “Now, of all
things, Phil. A. person would
think you were ashamed of me,
or something.”
He ran his hand nervously
through his hair. "Perhaps I’m
I ashamed of myself, Catherine.”
| “Phil!”
| “You know perfectly well that
I am not interested in you.
Grandfather cracked the whip
and I jumped through the hoop
like a nicely trained lion.”
“I think this is my cue to
leave.” Sally clambered to her
ieet. “Thanks for the tea, Phil
ip; it was nice.”
“Oh, you mustn’t let me drive
you away, Sally. You’re practical
ly a member of the family—
you’re entitled to listen to our
quarrel.”
“But I’m not the cause of the
quarrel, Catherine. You see, I’m
just interested in being a good
stewardess.”
“So long as you remain inter
ested in being that, darling, you
and I will get along simply
ducky!”
She was glad, suddenly, that
she wasn’t Philip. Catherine
sounded as ugly as a Wingate
ever permitted herself to be
come. . . .
* * *
The 4:15 plane to Chicago was
being given a servicing by the
maintenance crew when Sally Al
liston alighted from the air field
limousine. Mike White was al
ready there, and young Paul
Frick, who had been assigned to
Mike’s crew for the duration of
Jimmy’s suspension. Sally grin
ned as she set her little overnight
bag down on the floor and went
over to give him greetings.
At least, she thought, looking
at this sober face, he wasn’t a
kid.
“Hi, Paul, old son. You mean
you’ve decided to grace our plane
with your presence?”
“Could be, Sally. Sorry to hear'
about Jimmy. Though if I know
him, I bet right now he’s saying
that the suspension was a small
price to pay for that kiss with
Dronda Moore.”
“You know him well, Paul. Jim
my won’t ever allow a job to in
terfere with his running after
women.”
Mike looked up from the mag
azine he was reading and laugh
ed. “Oh, go easy on the kid, Sal
ly. He isn’t the first young man
who ever threw away all for a
woman. And don’t you think
there’s something rather majes
tic in doing that? It’s the truest
compliment a man can pay a
woman.”
"I’ll argue with you in Chicago,
Mike. Right now there are more
important things to do.”
* ♦ ♦
Mike looked anything but de
jected as he sat on the little
bench beside Sally in the waiting
room of the Detroit City Airport
Building. She had come up to
him the moment be got down
from the cabin, with the firm
command to date her that eve
ning in Chicago, come hell or
high water. He had just smiled,
unable to believe that she really
meant it, but' her words now
were convincing him that it was
all quite true.
“After all, Mike, I don’t see any
reason why we shouldn’t go out
together. Do you realize that we
have been in the same crew for
almost six months and that in
all that time you’ve never once
treated me to an evening?”
“Gold-digger.”
"Yes, that’s true. But I’ll pay
you back with home-cooked din
ners at the apartment.”
“But—but I don’t understand.
Is it because of Jimmy? Are you
trying to . . .”
“Jimmy, my foot! It’s that Ma
jor Wasson. I told him I had a
date with you this evening, and
he looks like the sort of person
who’s going to make very sure
he’s not being fooled.”
“That old man?”
“Old? Mike, don’t be a goose.
I’m willing to bet he isn’t a day
older than thirty-five.”
“Well, isn’t that old? Would
you marry a man of thirty-five?” I
“If I loved him? You bet I
would.”
His smile became broader, then I
faded as he thought of some-1
thing else. “That’s right—if you
loved him. Which you can’t be
cause of Jimmy.”
Purple eyes became incredu
lous. “Mike, do you think I am
in love with Jimmy?”
“Aren’t you?”
“I should say not!”
Bells seemed to sing in his
heart and happiness of a kind he
had never known before swept
through his body with a warm
rush. He turned to look her full
in the face; his eyes distinctly
glowing.
♦ * ♦
Jimmy Kennedy’s eyes were
aglow that same evening, but for
quite a different reason. To avoid
boredom, he had taken a chance
and gone to the apartment over
looking Central Park, and was
lucky enough to catch Helen
Stafford in. She beamed as she
led him into the living-room, five
feet five of curved, red-headed
loveliness and sophistication.
“What’s the trouble, Jimmy, all
the other girls say no?”
“Other girls? Don’t be a goose.
I wanted to talk to someone sen
sible and I said to myself, Jim
my, who do you know who’s in
telligent? Helen, Jimmy answer
ed, and so here Jimmy is. Want |
me to leave?”
She lapsed into thoughtful si
lence, then said with a show oi
animation: “You could come to
a party with me, if you wish.”
His spirits were very low and
he scowled. “Who ever wishes to
go to a stuffy party?”
“I think this party will espe
cially interest you, Jimmy. Come,
you used to trust me.”
“Oh, all right. What have I to
lose?”
Helen could have told him, but
she retrained with a queer gleam
in her eyes.
♦ ♦ *
There was quiet, and then a
gasping sound went round the
room as Dronda Moore, devastat
ingly beautiful in a low-cut white
evening gown, came swaying in.
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broadly at one and all, and took
her position at the piano as Bill
Burke applied the seat of his
trousers to the stool and ran up
and down the keyboard experi
mentally. Jimmy stiffened at
Helen’s side, and she whispered:
“Now are you glad you came?”
“In your debt forever, darling.
Miss Moore and I have some un
finished business.”
“jimmy, remember that you’re
a guest here.”
“I have a convenient memory,
darling. It holds only what I
want it to hold.”
She reflected bitterly that that
was all too true; then all her at
tention was claimed by Dronda.
She sang, and how she sang!
Mr. Cassidy smote his hands
I lustily together as the Romantic
Blitzkrieg signified by a little in
clination of ther head that she
had finished, and even Jimmy
[joined in the patter of applause,
and the digging deep into pockets
and wallets that followed. His
eyes were aglow as he turned to’
Helen. “Isn’t she wonderful?”
“Jimmy, don’t tell me that
vou’ve 1 alien.”
He laughed, and that was not
an answer, for the laugh could
have meant almost anything.
(To Be Continued)
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