New Britain herald., 1927-02-03

1 quiet place to herself. especially a night when she could sit proppe' up against the pillows and peace fully read herself to sleep.
 She liked to have everything il 1 it's place-every dress on its hang
 CT. every pair of slippers on it trees. every hat covered with tissu' paper on the top shelf in thu clothes closet.
 T don't know whether I cal stand having her in with me o. not" she told herself, miserably. | It was worse even that she ex pected it to be, for Monica simpl. took possession of the room, as i she were paying the rent instead of Robbie. She played the radio for hours every night. She bor rowed Boobies clean handker. chiefs, her silk stockings, and uset her face powder as if it were hel own.
 Isn't it nice that we both ust the same shade?" she would ask cheerfully. dabbing it all over hel face and neck and arms. Because I haven't any of my own left."
 On an afternoon toward the enc of the week, Robbie came home tired and discouraged by a visit to the Central casting office and to the casting office of Nagnitica.
 She had gone to Magnifica, not so much to see the casting director but to see Gus MacCloud. How ever, he was nowhere in sight.
 Funny l haven't heard from him for nearly week." she thought, on the way home. And not a word from Roy Schultz, either. Maybe my screen test was poor. Maybe they think I'm no good"
 She went up the stairs of Mrs. Mangan's house to her room. It was in wild disorder and the smell of the "Subtil" perfume seemed to be more overpowering than usual.
 Robbie groaned as she began to put things away. Things that Monica had left around ribbons. handkerchiefs, strings of beads.
 Then. all at once. she saw that Monica had left a note pinned on 'he blue-silk pin-c cushion that stood on the dresser.
 "Bo5bins dear" she had written. I've gone up to Gus MacCloud's. He telephoned for both of us. ] borrowed your black satin dress to wear. You're to get cab and come right along. too, the minute you read this. Supper n every thing! NiZe party."
 She had not signed it. But Bob bic told herself that she would have known it was Monicas hand writing, no matter where she had seen it. It was like Monica-wild and hurried and careless looking.
 T won't go." Robbie said aloud, and she said 1t bitterly and with feeling.
 The least Monica could have done was to wait for her and drive her up in her car! But no, she had 10 go rushing off ahead of her to have an hour or so alone with Gus No doubt trying to vamp him, as she tried to vamp every man who came along.
 Sure, believe in getting every thing from every man that I can," she had told Robbie only the night before. And all that stops me rom getting more from them than do is that I have only two hands Instead of'four."'
 The telephone in the upper hall 'ang loudly.
 "A gentleman for you. dearie!" Mrs. Mangan's voice came Heating ID from downstairs.
 It was MacCloud, and at the | 'ound of his voice Robbie began to weaken. She knew she was going ID to his "nize party" after all. Not that she felt like meeting a lot of new people, but because she would see him again.
 You've got to come" he told Ter. "1'll send everybody home if 'ou don't come. I'll be right down Or you"
 We'll. that was different - if he Ias coming for her! Robbie clicked up the receiver and flew pack to her room.
 She was trig and fresh in a tan iilk sports dress and hat when his am-colored car stopped before he house.
 "Be right down. she sang out o him, leaning from the window ,f her room.
 The sight of him lolling there be- l lind the wheel of the long low car n his sweater and cap, thrilled | lnd excited her. somehow. She | ldded last touch of scarlet paint i,