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Updated: May 31, 2025
By the time Loretta had been at Santa Clara two weeks, she was absolutely certain that she did not want to marry Billy. But she was not so sure about not wanting to leave Daisy. Not that she loved Daisy less, but that she had doubts. The day of Loretta's arrival, a nebulous plan began shaping itself in Mrs. Hemingway's brain.
Loretta declared that the words took her by surprise and that she did not know what to say, but managed to cover up her embarrassment by intimating that if her mistress would let her touch up her hair a bit she would make her look more natural. At this suggestion, Mrs. Jeffrey cast a glance in the glass and impetuously declared, "It doesn't matter."
Loretta did a 27 out of a possible 29. Percentage .931 six better than Bogey and 400 points ahead of Ty Cobb. Nevertheless and notwithstanding, don't imagine that she failed to come up for Air on Friday Morning. Life is real, Life is earnest, and she had a Gown to be shortened up and re-surveyed around the Horse Shoe Curve, just as soon as she could leave the Gloves to be cleaned.
Nan had, at least, heard it fifty times. "I think a good deal of him I think a good deal of you, so does the missus, so does little Loretta she's always asking about you, the child is and I hear and see a good deal here that other people don't get next to they can't.
"He's got to make ye all over agin so's you'll be fitten fer him." He turned away without looking to see how deep his barbed shaft went and, startled, June flushed to her hair. In a few minutes they were gone Dave without the exchange of another word with June, and Loretta with a parting cry that she would come back on Saturday.
Francesco was still alive, and with Father Garola bending over him had repeated his confession to them both. He was madly in love with her, he moaned, and had spread the report hoping that Vittorio would cast her off, and, having no other place to go, Loretta would come back to him. At this Vittorio broke into a rage and would have strangled the dying man had not the attendant interfered.
"A word to the wise is sufficient;" she laughed and turned her pretty face toward the coroner's once. But she was a woman and could not help glancing back, and, meeting my dubious look, she broke into an arch smile and naively added this remark: "Loretta is a busybody ashamed of her own curiosity. So much there can be no harm in telling you.
Was Loretta Young married? Was the strong little bank, the pride of two generations, still rendering the service that had made it famous? And what of the other family assets?
The mother kept the house for all, had done so for Francesco and her daughter during their brief married life. In her persecution Loretta would pour out her heart to Luigi, telling how they bothered her, her mother the most of all. She hated Francesco, hated his father, hated everybody who wanted her to marry the fisherman.
Loretta, who was evidently accustomed to seeing her mistress arrayed in brilliant colors and much begemmed, laid great stress on the fact that, though it was on the verge of evening and she was evidently going out, she was dressed in black cloth and without even a diamond or a flower to relieve its severe simplicity.
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