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of her heart did not come from this. At the last moment, she realized she didn't really feel so safe, after all. The stewardess came along the aisle and pulled down each window shade. It was a wartime measure, she explained, to keep the passengers from seeing Army and Navy planes on the field as they landed. Moving blindly through space like that gave Peggy an empty feeling inside. At least, she hoped that was what caused it.
Then the droning of the motors slowed down, died away. They were there! In another moment, Carter was helping her from the plane and they were walking toward a long, shiny limousine.
Just as they reached the car, Mrs. Trent stepped out of it. Peggy watched Mrs. Trent hug Carter and kiss him happily. And Peggy was ' relieved. Mrs. Trent was small and her face looked gentle and sweet. Her hair was almost white and softly waved and her eyes were very blue and young looking.
"So this is Peggy Young," Mrs. Trent said. She drew Peggy to her and kissed her on the cheek. "I'm very happy to know you, my dear. And I hope you will like us."
"Sure she will," Carter said gaily. "It was swell of you to come down to meet us, Mother."
Mrs. Trent shook her head at him with mock reproach. "You don't think I'd let you come home without a welcome, do you?" She pulled them toward the car, an arm about each one.
The chauffeur had got their bags and stowed them in the front seat. Peggy relaxed in the back seat. She felt really free of doubt now. Mrs. Trent was nice. She was friendly and kind. She loved Carter, Peggy could see that. Somehow, Peggy was sure his mother would do anything for Carter's happiness.
It was a pleasant drive, through the streets of Chicago, out on the Shore Drive and along the edge of the lake. Feeling confident and happy, now, Peggy was able to watch the Continued on page 82
seemed doomed from the start?
NOVEMBER, 1942