The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-06-30
SECTION
When Il Girl Marvies
By ANN Isle

and put in call for Jin1s office. A
busy signal rewarded me. 1 decided
to walk up the avenue. in whose lower
reaches the zelda office is located. 1
planned a stop at the net pay-station
to call Mabel.
But when I go to the next tele-
phone station L was again given the
busy signal in response to my request
for Jin's office number. With a feel
ing of guilt I waited Is minutes call
ing at intervals. Finally got the Of
fee and heard young divers familiar
treble.
Miss Mabels just gone out" he an
nounced. 'tShe said shed be back be-
fore 8, as you're expected them
'.Al1 right, I'll be there I said, I'M
able to bring myself to ask oliver any
thing concerning that phenomenon,
masculine visitor for Mabel.
Then I asked about the little lame
lads welfare, and after a few words.
said good-by and returned to my
march up the avenue, with occasional
sallies into the shops to enable me to
gather material for the zelda cam
paign.
Half way up the avenue realized
that was on the block where Toms
| uptown studio is located. [ felt
might as we'll take advantage of this
to poor little Daisy and to inquire
about Tom and Envy. from whom
| hadn't heard for a long time.
! When I got to the building in whose
| second floor the studio is located, I
| hurried up the stairs basking in my
| freedom to yield to impulse now after
a hard morning of considering every
step I took. The door of Toms studio
was closed. I turned the knob, hut it
twirled without producing the slight
est effect on the door itself
Another effort,proving equally fruit
less, I clattered the old-fashfoned
knocker against the wood. No re-
| Spouse. Stubborn1y, with certain
dlstaste for the aIoof silence, I rang
the bell until L could hear it peal over
| and over again, Still no answer.
! There was nothing else for me to do
| put turn and mach down the stairs
| again 1t seemed strange that Daisy
should lock the office like this and
! leave no notice of her hour for retu,
wondered if this indicated busine
| carelessness-or disIoyaIty to Tim. 81
After I had walked a few blocks
further up the avenue, I found nv
self worrying over this strange and
| unusual circumstance, so again I
| went INTO a pay station. This time I
called Toms studio. After a. moment
L knew DIT was Daisy, but the moment
replied, the receiver cIattered back
on the hook. No amount of ringing
| got an answer. Central insisted that
there was no one at the number I
| was calling. Finally was compelled
| to give up the mystery and continue
my pilgrimage up the avenue. all
| lowed myself time for a sandwich and
| a glass of iced chocolate at a tea room
and then took a car for Jim's Office
| Oliver admitted me and ushered me
to the door of the inner sanctumA AS
he flung it open I got a quick inn
precision of a darling, hummtng bird
| of a, woman perched on the desk
swinging her tiny, deliberately shod
| foot and mantling her head in a cloud
| off cigarette smoke. AS I entered
| Mabers visitor slipped from the desk,
| flung back her head with motion
| which set all the read currants on her
| scarlet red hat a-1utter as she darted
| toward me.
you are Messes Jimmie-you. No?
Miss Storrs she have gone out
to lunch and she have not yet re-
turn" announced the tiny but ex-
| qulisite creature in a thin. bel1-uka
voice with funny lifts and cadences ia
it. 81 introduce myself. Mel and
| Rose Cordova.''
(To Be Continued) r..