New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1927-08-20

culver. and the lump in her throa
growing bigger with every passin
second.
We'll. wish you'd change you
mind" John Nye's deep voice sale
and his face was serious suddenly
Il really need you over there" H
jerked his dark, handsome head il
the direction of his own office.
"You did better work for me
during tn, time your sister was II
the hospital, than anybody ever di'
for me-" he went on. Il didn'
know how much I missed you unit
you stopped. My letters written per
fectly, my desk in order. my pen
ellis sharpened. = and a sandwich
slipped under my nose whenever
couldn't get out for lunch. I mis-
talking to you, too"
That was all probably true, Sail!
reflected, confusedly. Mile
was beautiful. But she had yer,
little to say for herself. and sh'
certainly knew nothing about keep
ing a place tidy.
But I'm not going to work fol
John Nye, anyway" she told her
self. fiercely. I'm not going to bt
! his office hack-his human type.
| writer-while Miles his sweet
heart"
And, of course, Mile Away.
would be his sweetheart-untils she
was his wife. So that was that in a
nut shell!
Sally shook her head stubbornly
"I-won't work-for YOU" she man.
aged to say. and to speak was ire
mendous effort. She felt as II every
word were leaden weight that she
dragged from the very bottom OF
her heart.
She did not see John Nye again
for a month.
Sally, trim and slim In pure white
linen, was sitting at one Of Aunt
Emily's tiny tables. mending a tiny
hole in the tablecloth she had just
laid there.
1t was 10 o'clock on New Years
eve, and she had been working for
Aunt Emily for four weeks.
1t is hard to get table in most
restaurants in this country on New
Years eve. Almost every place that
serves food and provides music is
packed to the doors on that most
festive night of all the year.
But Aunt Emily's House by the
Side of the Road" was barely half
full, aid neither Aunt Emily nor
Sally could figure out any reason
for it.
Their food was delicious ard the
loud-toned photograph kept the
rooms filled with the latest dance
music. The dining room was not so
large that it looked bare and dreary,
even when there were few people in
it. But, somehow. the place had just
not Caught on" with the public.
And Aunt Emily, who had put the
savings of a lifetime into it, was
heartsick.
When she was heartsick and I'M
happy, she betrayed it by gruffness
and bad temper.
So for a month sally's life there
had not been particularly happy,
and. her lips were drawn down at
the corners as she stitched busily at
the cigaret hole in the tablecloth.
Happy New Year." bright voice
said, close beside her, and she
glanced up to see Millie standing
beside the little table.
She had on a large black felt hat
and a coat trimmed with black,
fluffy fox, and against her somber
clothes, her blondness was startling
ly lovely. The cold air outside had
brought new brilliance to her eyes
and genuine color into her smooth
cheeks.
She looked around her at the
half-empty room.
you haven't much OF crowd"
she said, in her light, fluting voice.
I'VE thought you wouldn't have.
You never do. That's why We came
out here. We wanted to be to our
selves, you know
who's wee" asked Sally. You
and Mr.. Nye?"
This was going to be pleasant,
she thought. To watch John Nye
and Millie making love to each 9TH
err all evening long! And particularly
on a night like New Years Eve,
when people went more or less wild
and did most of the things they
wanted to do--in public.
Mile was shaking her head Ian
guorously as she did all things.
mo, it's not Johnny tonight" she
drawled, smiling down at her sister
through her thick fringe of black
ened eyelashes. Hes gone out of
town for the holidays with his peo-
pie. It's Davy Davidson to-
night. He's parking his car outside.
Now give us a nice table-onc that's
off by itself"
She half opened her hand bag and
showed Sally the top of silver
whiskey flask that was In it.
Jamaica rum she said, with a
wink of one sea-blue eye.
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