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i i sof hi i 2 3 tile rit 3 is 2 H i = ¥ 2 Bi ii Ti : ti HH i i E 2% 2 3 ad iil hid oF5iia%s moment. A knock at her door ob that ugh startles Vera. N GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER XXI "Oh, hello, Nan! Won't you come in?" Vee-Vee curled her lips in a wel- coming smile, but beneath her casual greeting her heart was pounding. "Thanks, Miss Cameron," Nan Fos- dick, said brusquely, making no effort to smile, Vee-Vee watched the girl's big splen- did hody as it swung with a mannish stride across the room, to drop into the only straight chair. It was as if she scorned comfort for her body when her heart was writhing with angry am, Pi only she knew how to dress," Vee-Vee thought pityingly. She placed a little flat round low of emerald reen satin behind her head, choosing it instinctively because she knew that it would enhance the brilliant green of her eyes and contrast with her bur- nished copper of her hair. She was becoming a little more used to her beauty, arranged lovely settings for it almost automatically. A couple of months before she would not have given a thought to the selection of a pillow, Nan Fosdick laced her big brown hands over her hunched knees, throw- ing the billowy folds of her patheti- i, unbecoming frock of orchid taf- feta into awkward angles. Vee-Vee noted that she had had her straight, wiry black hair crimped jin a harsh, mechanical marcel, that her small black eyes glittered above patches o bady applied orange-tinted rouge. Poor thing. She had been trying L make herself alluring, feminine, In 2 tragic effort to compete with her rival's sleek, sophisticated perfection of beauty. "Don't .Jlook at me like that--sizing me up, feeling sorry for me because 'I'm such a frump!" Nan Fosdick burst out, "Dear Nan!" Vee-Vee said softly. #I didn't mean to look at you like that Is there anything I can do for you? Though I hope you only came to pa) me a call." She wanted to touch those tightly locked hands with tender, com- forting fingers but she knew she did pot dare. "Yes, there is something you can do for me!" Nan Fosdick cried angrily. "You can let Schuyler Smythe alone! Yon don't want him! You're only playing with him, amusing yourself with a little fish because there isn't a big one in this puddle--not big © for you anyway!" "Nan, you mustn't talk like that" Vee-Vee spoke gently but firmly. "You'll be sorry tomorrow, bate your- self for having given yourself away to another woman. Let me order some tea and little cakes sent up-- You'll feel better after a cup of hot tea--" "Teal Ye Gods!" the younger girl angrily. "I don't want tea --with you! Everyone here is bowing down to the earth before you, but wont toady to you, just because you haye 40 millions and have been a prin- i oe Vee-Vee interrupted sharp- "I've told everyone that all that is mot true, that I'm just plain Vera Cameron," she went on r ssly. ter all, why mot convince this hos- girl, who would : and ® be glad to believe take the gossip? sure, you've said so, but do anyone believes you? It's business, I suppose, if you with can't fool 2 her, Nan's but you're ruining my life You'll break his , just as you've always 'm not such a dumb kid 't heard gossip, Miss Cam- Ades, with bitter emphasis. £0 away ou A) the game by mow." changed suddenly to the i of a heartbroken can't leave yet" Vee-Vee 'slowly. "I can't explain. 1 can't leave just yet. I don't you ppy. I've been sick about you, you poor A child' me!" Nan cried . "I won't have at! All I to give me back what don't want him, so many others. ife you've been beautiful, , sought after. Can't you let me only man Pye ever loved, the man that's ever loved me?" RL pe iH : i I i: 0 Bx i t "Did he love you, Nan?" Vee-Vee¢ asked in a level voice that concealed the panic that whipped her heart to frant racing. . "He said he did! He--he simply followed me about everywhere I went --before you came, We played golf and tennis together, swam together. rode together, morning noon and night He--he said he'd rather dance with m¢ than any of the slatlike little flappers because I--1 was so light on my feet! she ended on a sob. "Had he asked you to marry him, Nan?" : "Yes, he had!" Nan Fosdick as- serted violently. "And he's a liar if he says he hadn't! He asked me the Saturday night before you came, and I was going to tell mother on Sunday. And then--and then--" "And then I came," Vee-Vee sup- plied softly, but her voice sounded flat and dead in her own ears. "I asked him if he'd proposed to you, Nan, and he said he hadn't, But--I believe you," she added hastily as the girl started to make a violent protest, "He--he didn't exactly propose to me," Nan Fosdick confessed collaps- ing suddenly, "But he made it plain that he would if it were not for the fact that I--I was rich and he was poor, I told him that it was my own meney--my randiather left it to me unconditionally, I'll get it all--nearly a million dollars--when I'm twenty- ane. "And that will he--when?" Vee-Vee asked, "T'Il be twenty-one July first," Nan told her quietly. "Oh, Miss--Cameron, if you knew how much it meant to me to find someone who wanted me, who loved me! Someone I could love, I mean," she added honestly. "There have heen lots of men who would have n't want them, and I knewffiyl married me for my money, WAR did- ed only my money, not me. They did- n't like to dance with me," she low- ered her voice pathetically. "But Sky was different. He--he really cared. I know he did. He--he thought I was wonderful because I could go around the golf course in par and almost made the national women's tennis finals, and could swim like--like an otter, as he said, He admired me, He didn't mind if I wasn't little and soft and fluttery like other girls, He said once that I'd make a superb mother--oh!"" The tears came at last, and the brown hands flew to the brown face, "You would, Nan, you'd make a won- derful mother," Vee-Vee said softly. "Tell me, Nan, do you think he still cares for you, that he would corfie back to you if I left?" Her heart bwelled with emotion, She thought then that she could make any sacrifice for the girl who crouched in grief hefdre her. "Yes, he would!" Nan sobbed, the words muffled by her hands. 'He only wants to nab you quick because you have oceans of money and a high social position." "You believe that of the man youn say you love? You can call him a fortune-hunter and still love him?" Vee-Vee demanded sternly. "I don't care what he is, I love him!" the girl cried desperately. "And I want him no matter what his reasons for marrying me might be. But he did love me! I know he did! Oh, please go away--" "Nan Fosdick," Vee-Vee said slowly and sternly, "I want you to tell me the truth. The whole truth now! No quibbling! Did Schuyler Smythe ever say to you, 'I love you' and 'Will you marry me?' I want the truth now. I have a right to know, after what you have done--coming to me as you've done tonight!" Vee-Vee had risen, her fighting blood aroused at last. Why, everything, everything was slip- ping away from her, because her heart was soft, because she had not yet learned to be ruthless, as even this girl was! She stood over the huddled girl in the chair, took Nan's chin be- tween her fingers and tilted her face upward so that she could search those small, angry black eyes. "He made love to me. He--he kissed me once," Nan stammered. "He followed me around, hinted that he'd ask me to marry him if it were not that I was rich and he poor--" "So you proposed to him on Satur- day night, told him that you'd make your mother consent, though you knew she would be bitterly disappointed that you hadn't landed a man with social position. That's the truth, isn't it?" "Oh, I hate you!" Nan jerked her chin away, sprang to her feet. i | tell you I know he wanted to marry me. Isn't that enough? I was" a fool to come to you. [I should have known that a woman like you would have mo pity, no decency, when it came to men! As if you hadn't had enough in your time!" she flung over her shoulder bitterly as she plunged toward the door. "As I see it," Vee-Vee said coolly, though she was trembling in every muscle, "we are two very foolish girls making a vulgar fuss over a man. He has not asked me to marry him, and according to your own admission he has not asked you. I think we !| might have the decency to let the man speak for himself. : "Then you'll marry him if he does ask you?" Nan Fosdick turned at the door to demand incredulously. "You!" Against her will her woice was charged with the awe which everyone seemed to feel for 40 million s. "I don't think he'll ask--me," Vee- Vee said, knowing that her words would puzzle the other girl. It was true, she thought sickly. Schuyler Smythe would not ask Vera Victoria Cameron to marry him. He might ask Princess Vivian, but if he did-- Nan Fosdick's hand was on the knob when the electric bell shrilled. She flung open the door, revealing Mrs. Baninster, dressed in the summer coat- suit in which Vee-Vee had first seen her, in the hotel bus. "Are you in, Vee-Vee?" she called in her cheerful, gushy voice. "I just popped in to say goodby for a few days. My mother is ill again. Frye just had a wire from the doctor--the doctor himself, so it mtust be serious this time. I'm catching the midnight train. Anything I can do for you while I'm in the city, darling? Or for NORTH OSHAWA North. Oshawa, Sept. 3.--Posdl- bly one of the saddest scenes ever witnessed by most of us was that of the funeral of little Wilfred Taftersall, whose funeral took place from his. parents home on Thursday. He was very ll and suffering greatly for over a month. The little fellow bore his pain without a grumble and would wateh his little playfellows without ever complaining of not being able To you, Nan?" "You can let me go with you!" Nan Fosdick cried, throwing up her head defiantly. "I--1 can't stay here another hour!" (To Be Continued) hah Sacancerting, news of Ji hem, The ond Sd as the child was asleep. e service new about Vivian Crandall, was conducted by Rev. Mr. Me- 'YHE OSHAWA DAILY TIMES, WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 7, 1927 S Dougall, both at the home and graveside at Orono, where inter ment was made in the Hoy plot. That being the mother's family plot. Rev. Mr . 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