New Britain herald., 1927-08-09
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, happy look that a woman has when she is going to meet her lover, and at no other time. A very special kind of look it is.
 But the girl who sat at the corner of John Yves desk an hour later was an altogether different Sally. A quiet, business-like Sally, who kept her thick-lashed eyes on her dicta- tion pad and never once raised them to meet his.
 Minutes of a special meeting of the board of directors of the Nye Development company" his deep voice began, and Sally took the words down on paper with the speed and accuracy of machine.
 MT. Peevey's fussy hurried dicta- ton had long been trial to her, but it had made an excellent steno- grapher of her.
 Going to fast for you?" John asked once, and without raising her head, Sally answered him.
 No. MT. Nye," she said, as meek " Peevey."
 And so they kept 1t up till noon.
 I'm afraid I'll have to stop now,'' Sally said gravely, as the deepnot- ed bells of the cathedral rang out above the din and rush of the down town streets. i've got 10 get MT. Peeveys lunch read for him."
 Nye looked up at her and grinned. morning, didn't we?" he asked, pleasantly. T like the way you work"
 Without a word Sally left him.
 That night when she stopped in at Bethlehem hospital to see Millie she was taken, not to the three-bed room which had been ordered for her. but to a big. bright private it.
 It was filled with flowers - with late roses and early chrysanthe- nuns. Amid their bloom and color and fragrance Nlillie lay, white as 9 ghost and without a trace of the madc-up beauty that was hers.
 "John Nye was here this after nocn,' she told Sally with lips that barely moved. He brought all these flowers, and had me moved into this room and got a special nurse for me. I wouldn't see him, looking the way l do. Bring me my bottle of Chinese black and my lip stick next time you come, will you?'
 And after Sally had promised she would she took no further interest in her, but turned her white face 10 the shadoWy wall and went 10 sleep-or pretended to go 10 sleep.
 With heavy heart, Sally went homo. It seemed so like char itv to take the private room and the services of the special nurse from John Nyc. somehow. She wish ed that he hadn't gone to the hos pital and moved Millie out of the three-bed room where she was.
 IL made her unhappy and asham- cd, as only the proud and the poor knew how to be ashamed.
 "Of course, if hes going to marry Millic, it's all right" Mrs. Jerome said when Sally told her about if. "But l don't know so many rich men lead young girls on, when they don't intend anything good by them. nl- t-1 book I'm reading. She was betrayed ny a rich young good-for-nothing, and I'm just where he meets her again after years have passed-'
 Her voice ramblcd on. telling Sally the plot of the book called When Love Is Kind" She took all her views of life from the books she read---and in most of them rich men did not marry girls like Millie.
 T wish Millie would pick up with some nice sensible young fellow in her own walk of life instead of these moneyed blatherskites she knows" she had often said to Sally on the nights when Milie stayed out y I'd like to see her married and in her own home. That's the only safe place for a Woman.'
 But she had q far different story to tell when it came to the case of Sally and Ted Sloan. She had very little praise for marriage and set fling down. then!
 T don't know what anybody wants to get married for" she would sign bitterly. I'm sure I would have been a thousand times better off than l am now if ] never had seen your beautiful father.."
 All the rest of the week Sally worked from to 12 for John Nye.
 7'rig anl fresh in her crisp. white blousrs, she would sit across the room from him, tapping away on