The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1925-10-30
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flee.
- The women's dressing-room
was on the floor below. Gloria hur-
ried down to it.
Two pretty office girls were there,
chatting as they combed out their
fluffy bobbed hair, as they rouged
their lips. preparing for the
mornings labor
They looked at Gloria's tearstained
faced curiously, as she came. in. She
bathed her red eyes and hot cheeks
with icy water. Then she carefully
powdered her face, added a touch of
color to her cheeks.
In the mirror she could see the
two girls looking at the expensive
bead bag and gold vanity case she
! had laid on the marble shelf below
the mirror.
Don't envy me-" she wanted to
say to them. I'm just a working
girl like you are. Only I'm out
of a job"
Out in the street the sun was high,
and shining with a white, blistering
glare. 1t was 10 o'clock.
The army of office girls had dis
appeared from the street. and
those other workers. the home
women, were abroad in their crisp
wash dresses and white shoes.
81 was one of them once" Gloria
thought regretfully. But l didn't
know my luck when I had it,"
She was furious with herself
for going to Dicks office.
IT suppose it tickled Briggs to
death when 1 came out, crying"' she
said to herself between clenched
teeth.
Then, with her chin up and her
head held high, she went into the
real estate office of Forbes, Forgan
& Fargo.
She found her knees trembling,
and her breath coming fast with
nervousness as she followed an Of
flee boy into the presence of Ulysses
X. Forgan.
TT f was man growing elderly.
IL Rather sparse brown hair
streaked with gray, two hard
brown eyes with pockets of wrinkles
under them, a high nose, and a
mouth like the slot in a gum ma
chine. =. that was Ulysses x. For
gan.
He had a mind like an adding
machine. He seldom thought Of any
thing but figures. They were to him
what talk and laughter were to other
men.
The one quality he had that made
him human was his love of beauty,
.. He loved it in the impersonal
way that the Greeks worshiped it.
And Gloria with her amber eyes,
and tremulous mouth was beautiful
! that morning. Ulysses X. Forgan
| looked at her as he might have
looked at painting in a museum.
He hired her. Worth looking at
even if she can't typewrite," he said
to himself. And she probably can't.
| The good lockers are all dumbbells
But as the days went by, he real
lied that Gloria knew her business.
And she began to study his She
would slip just the paper he hap
pened to be looking for under his
nose just when he wanted it.
Il may have been a failure as a
wife" she told herself Saturday,
when she took her pay envelope
from the cashier, but I've always
been a crackerjack business woman!
-. Maybe it's the thing was cut
out for, after air.
She had q vision of herself in
the coming years, growing large and
sharp-eyed and efficient. "a sue
cessful business woman with moth
| ing to live for but job!
1t was a, gray and dreary out
| look....
When she went home that after
noon she took a leisurely bath and
curled up on her bed for a. nap. 1t
was 6 o'clock when she awoke.
Her hair was damp with perspira-
ton and it curled around her ears
and forehead. Her cheeks were
! flushed and her eyes were starry as
baby's when it wakens from its
afternoon sleep.
She looked in the glass. E. No,
she wasn't the type of woman to
be unmarried to live alone. She
was too beautiful for that.
Down in the kitchen she could
hear her mother at work, getting
supper. She dressed herself in
Bingham house frock and went down
to help her with the meal.
T~7LORIA sliced the cold veal loaf
and quartered lemons for the
IL pitcher Of iced tea. She made
plateful of lettuce sandwiches.
,"Thank goodness we aren't having
anything hot to eat" she said cheer
fully to her mother. cts swelter-
ing, isn't it?. -. Look at those sand
wiches! I'm getting to be some