"
Lawford, however, did not look the part of the abused and disowned
heir. He seemed brisker than Louise remembered his being before and
his smile was as winning as ever.
"Miss Grayling!" he exclaimed, seizing both her hands.
"Lawford! I am _so_ glad to see you," she rejoined frankly. And then
she had to pull her hands away quickly and raise an admonitory finger.
"Walk beside me--and be good," she commanded. "Do you realize that two
worlds are watching us--the world of The Beaches and the movie world as
well?"
"Hang 'em!" announced Lawford with emphasis, his eyes shining. "Think!
I've never even thanked you for what you did for me that day. I
thought Betty Gallup hauled me out of the sea till Jonas Crabbe at the
lighthouse put me wise."
"Never mind that," she said. "Tell me, how do you like your work? And
why are you at home again?"
"I'm down here for the week-end---to get some more of my duds, to tell
the truth. I'm going to be a fixture at the Egypt factory--much to
dad's surprise, I fancy.
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