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Butler Bldg., Cincinnati, 0. 82 Pepper Young's Family Continued from page 41 road and find some excitement in the crowded streets and the huge shops and tall buildings. She had never seen anything like this before. Soon the car turned in at a high gateway. Lawns, rolling and green and carefully landscaped, led to the entrance. The house was tall and square and there were terraces around it, with striped umbrellas shielding tables on them. SUDDENLY, Peggy felt very small, dwarfed. Without realizing it, she hung back a little, as though she wanted to put off the moment of entering the house. "Come along, darling," Carter said. Peggy realized that Carter was smiling at her from the door. He had helped his mother out of the car and was waiting for her, his hand out. "It's so big," Peggy whispered. Mrs. Trent was waiting in the reception hall. "Would you like to go to your room and freshen up for dinner, Peggy dear?" she asked. "I — yes, thank you, Mrs. Trent," was all Peggy could think of to say. "Carter will show you your room," Mrs. Trent said. "Dinner is at eight." "Fine," Carter said. "Come on, Pegs." It was the kind of room you see in decorators' magazines and in the movies. A huge room, with high ceilings and soft, warm gray walls and a thick gray rug. One whole wall was windows, draped in delicate, coral colored curtains, and everything in the room blended and harmonized with this scheme. "It's beautiful," Peggy breathed. "Not as beautiful as you are," Carter grinned. He kissed her tenderly. "See you in a little while," he said. He was gone. Peggy closed the door. And then she jumped. Someone had knocked at her door. There had been no sound of footsteps, no warning. "Yes?" Peggy called. The door opened and a trim girl in a black and white uniform smiled at her. "I've come to help you," the girl said. "I'm Hollis." Peggy smiled hesitantly. "I don't — I won't need any help," she said. "I'll unpack your things," Hollis said, crossing the room to where someone had already placed Peggy's bag. "How do you like your bath, Miss Young, warm or tepid?" Peggy flushed and she was glad the maid wasn't looking at her. "I'll run my own bath," she said. Hollis straightened up and looked around at her. For one moment, there was something like amazement and scorn in her eyes. Then she smiled sincerely. "Let me help you," she said gently. "You rest and I'll take care of everything for you." She had Peggy's dinner dress in her hands. She shook it out. "I'll press this, while you're in the bath." After her first embarrassment, Peggy was glad Hollis was there. She could never have got ready in time, without the maid's help. Under Hollis' gentle, clever fingers, however, Peggy managed to get dressed. She felt so much at her ease, after awhile, that she even laughed, when she asked Hollis to show her the way to the living room. Carter was waiting for her at the door of the living room. He had changed into a fresh uniform and he looked brushed and shiny and happy. He put his arm around her and squeezed her. "You look lovely," he said. Peggy was glad he had said that. She had worried so about her dress. She had wanted so much to be able to buy a new dinner dress, instead of having one of her mother's made over for her, but she had not dared to suggest it at home. She knew only too well that there was no money for such things. Now, she felt more at ease about it. They went into the living room. Peggy found Mr. Trent very different from his wife. He barely smiled when he was introduced to her. He shook hands stiffly and returned to his cocktail, at once. Peggy was rather relieved when a butler announced that dinner was served. Very soon, Peggy began to feel she was sitting all alone in the middle of a little island of gleaming glass and bright silver and delicate lace. At an oval table, which could easily have seated twenty-four people without crowding them a bit, the four of them sat, far from each other. At first, no one but the servants paid much attention to Peggy. Mrs. Trent talked to Carter, asking him about the Army camp and whether he needed more money and whether his father could do anything to get him a promotion. "I'll earn my advancement, Mother," Carter said. He grinned across the table at Peggy. "That's very noble of you, dear," Mrs. Trent smiled. "I just thoughtwell — you know, Johnnie Blakely got a commission last week and — " She launched into gossip about Carter's old friends. PEGGY watched Carter's face and listened. Once in awhile, she caught a name that was familiar to her — a foreign diplomat, a senator, a polo player, an actress, a glamour girl, whose pictures she'd seen in newspapers, even in Elmwood. They laughed and chatted and made allusions which she couldn't understand. Peggy began to feel left out of things. "Peggy, my dear," Mrs. Trent said, almost making Peggy jump. "I don't suppose you'll have a chance to meet the Senator, this time. He's very anxious to meet you. He's a very dear friend. Oh, well, you'll meet him at our reception — " "Reception?" Peggy asked. Mrs. Trent smiled kindly. "We give a reception for the Senator every Fall. It opens the season. You'll have to learn these little things, dear, so you'll be prepared to take over some of my duties when you and Carter are married." "Of course," Peggy said. After that, Peggy tried to listen more attentively. It was still difficult for her to keep track of the things they were talking about. She was relieved when Mrs. Trent stood up from the table. She hoped Carter would take her away somewhere just so she could relax a little. But they had no sooner sat down to have their coffee in the living room, when the house seemed to come alive with the sound of voices. The RADIO MIRROR