The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1921-06-15
When 4 Girl
 NOrries
(Continued)
By ANN LESLIE

You're business woman? Fine! Now, to cap the climax you have only to hell me you're dissatisfied with your present work and would like nothing better than to come and take charge of his studio during the hours I'm a. my place further downtown"
 tIf I knew anything about those marvellous things I'd love it, said Daisy with sincerity and earnest ness hadn't known was in this little grain of dust +'Or if didn't have a fits my abilities I'm not clever, Mr. Mason"
 Maybe not But you're some thing just as good-or better" he re- piled. And that's thonest. You have respect and an admiration for my antiques that would make you [ easy to train- And of course can't have any one in charge here unless stegrity. First of all you're a friend of Anne Harrisons, so I'd be inclined just on that evidence to tust you with the priceless things and the big sums of money that pass through this little shop of mine-'
 I aperted my teu-tale face. I Fcou+d hardly keep silence, and yet not for worlds would I have spoken EDaisy>s big chance.
 And apart from my being E9rfend-or acquaintance-of Anne F1arrison's," persisted the amazing Daisy
 Apart from that-now please Ednn't think I'm being patronizing or esrhoofnarmIsh-b this strikes me so forElbly I've got to say it. When I ssuggested doing an apartment for you nine women out of ten going through a shop with casual acquaintance who happened to be the proprietor wuzxIn have put me off with some re- E1lark about not wanting anything of Gi1e sort just now-or letting me know if they decided to have any work 3dona While you--'
 He stopped suddenly and bent de- Ffereuhally over Daisy, who had never seemed srnalled and more retiring Chan now, measured against Toms bulk and insistence of his forceful kself-fndulgent features In spite of Aefng only a few years older than E1txn. Tom looks almost niddle-aged t-a handsome, well-groomed middle aEe-but he has lived so much and so unreservedly that he has a spent and bIase appearance Draib little ! Daisy accented that
 "$While I'' prompted Daisy
 -Whfle you" Tom smiled as he ! took up his idea again, you were so honest that you promptly corrected my impression that you were one of the spenders and told me that you are an earner. I think you said you were nothing but a stenographer. Don't underrafte your job-or your personality
 Daisy fairly hung on his words She frightened and flashed the way a dull stone does sometimes when you scratch away the earth caked on it and find gleaEing quart underneath.
 f'Did you mean it when you said you'd put me in charge here?' she demanded eagerly. You'd teach me You'd bother to fit me for this inter esting work? I'd try hard to learn but maybe I'd disappoint you. Maybe I'm not clever enough, or adaptable.'
 n m Tom, evidently touched by the eager ness with which she had bounced on the suggestion a more worldly woman . would have taken for mere polite ] chitter-chatter to be heard and for l gotten. Would you really care to give up work where you're probably l well started toward success be- l gin all over in a musty, dusty antique | shop?"
 Don't you want me? Didn't you mean me to take you up in earnest? asked Daisy in an albashed tone
 'fBy Jingo,- I'm getting more in earnest every minuter'' cried Tom, | and then turned to me defensively, | sensing, no doubt, something hostile | from the moment I saw the reverent | way Miss Condon touched that ugly | old Ming vase and the Cheen Flu dogs 1 and the almost colorless bit of old | Byzantine tapestry I knew she had | the tfair'-the feeling for old things 1 that people simply have or haven't. II.
 '@When do I start? Oh, when do I star?'' cried Daisy, gazing at Tom, as if he were some magic-mal1ing | Jim right out of a fairy tale.
 Her expression was respectful. ad- 1 Tniring, almost worshipful, yet com l pletely 1rnpersonal- It disp1eased | me for all that. It annoyed me Ito | find myself suddenly switching to un- easiness for Daisy right in the midst | of wondering if dared let Tom | trust her. But. Rowing what did of Tom and his attitude toward women, | influence. Daisy might be a little | thief. But she was Kate's sister. So | broke in with a bit of temp orizinS | I knew perfectly well was made | F quate:
 Daisy, in loyalty to my old friend | MT. Haldane I'm going to insist that 1 you don't leave him without a decent | amount of notice. He may make l you a very good offer to stay. One offer brings others. you know And | anyway this has been most unbus1ne esS- like We haven't talked terms at all l MT. Mason must tell you what he Is | reared to ay, and then you must see if Haldane won't meet you with new respect and advance you so you can't afford to leave"
 Daisy's eyes faded to dull green rnent as if she were afraid to meet my questioning glance. Then she turned to Tom and spoke in a flat voice from which all animation had faded:
 srIt was amusing while it lasted, | wasn't ita But of course can't give up a job where I'm trained almost to the point of being the chiefs secre- rary."
 s1Oh, come now, can't let you give | me the slip like this.'' protested Tom | promptly, wanting the unattainable | and wanting it badly.