New Britain herald. [microfilm reel] (New Britain, Conn.) 1890-1976, 1927-07-07
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Sally Jerome, 20. and clever ant
| pretty. is the prop and mainstay o
| her family in the absence OF he
father. who has been separated from
her mother for nine years.
The family consist of Mrs. Jerome
the twins, Beau and Millie, a veal
older than Sally. and Sally herself
Mrs. Jerome is semi-invalid, sc
Sally does the homework morning,
and works for old Mr.. Peevey In the
afternoons
In the flat below the Jerome flat
lives young Ted Sloan, who's in love
with Sally. Sally, however. has
small interest," In him except as a
dancing partrer. She adores to
dance.
One hot Monday in August Sally
gets into an elevator on her way to
Mr.. Peevey's office. The best-look-
ing young chap she has ever seen in
her life is the only other passenger,
and Sally never takes her eyes from
him all the way to the top floor.
l.
exclaims aloud that she's forgotten
Mr.. Peevey's milk" - the milk that
she warns for his lunch every day.
She and the unknown young man
laugh at the silly words, and Sally
goes to bry the milk with a strange
ly light heart. Later she sees the
man in the office opposite Mr.. Pee
vey's. On the door is painted his
name and business: JOHN NYE-
REAL ESTATE" Sally wishes she
knew him.
Mile drops into the office, In Mr..
Peevey's absence. to tell Sally that
she has just lost her job because she
wouldn't let her employer. get gay
with her. Millie maintains that she
Just won't let any man in an office
make love to her. although Beau's
girl, Mabel Wilmot, says this is
not the truth. Millie gets glimpse
Of John Nye across the hall and
makes up her mind to ask him if
he needs stenographer. Sally is
dreadfully afraid that she will. and
makes up her mind to stop her.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER III
To save her life. Sally Jerome
could not have told, at that mo-,
ment why she was so afraid that
Mile would cross the hall to John
Nye's neat new offices and ask him
for work.
But afraid she certainly was, be-
yond all doubt and argument. And
along with her fear was queer lit
tie pain that twisted like knife
in her heart. Surely. she told her
self sharply, she couldn't be jealous
of that man on the other side of the
hall. Why. she never had so much
as laid eyes on him until this day
at noon! She didn't know him -
didn't know anything about him. He
was nothing to her. and she was
less than nothing to him, probably.
She remembered, with pang of
shame, thdt he had barely glanced
at her during that upward flight in
the elevator when she had stared at
him so openly and brazenly.
Then why on earth should it make
any difference to her whether Mile
asked him II he needed stenogra-
pher or not? Whether she went to
work for him as his stenographer
And yet, somehow, it did make a
difference. and a big difference. 1t
made all the difference in the world,
It seemed to Sally just then.
Maybe your slick-looking friend
across the hall needs a good Ste
nog," Mile was saying now, in that
slow, dreamy way of hers. Mile
always spoke OF herself as good"
but the hard, cold fact
was that she was very poor one.
so long as I've got to work for
some man or other, l may as we'll
pick locker" her soft little voice
flowed on like peaceful water. I'm
sick and tired Of these old papas
that try to hold my hand and make
Inner dates with me. Why, Bursall
had two daughters older than / am,
out he still thinks he's Ben Lyon or
Richard Dix. I used to want to yell
1t him: BE yourself, Daddy! Be
your aFc!' when he got senti-
well, why didn't you?" Sally in
corrupted with cold briskness.
why didn't II" Mile repeated,
and it was minute more before |
,ha ~ou1d +hipL wv On ooc,ro. -
hat question.
why. because ! was working for
him. of course" she said then, her |
blue eyes wide between their black |
,ned lashes.
What difference did that make?"
Sally went on, with a shrug of her
expressive shoulders. THE fact that |!