Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1928-09-02

! social obligations. and there is not a
| great deal of leisure left for brooding
| and introspection. However, there is
enough. Given a fixed idea and 1t will
| intrude itself on everything else with
| impudcnt persistence.
The more she thought Of 1t the more
| Lucy Redding felt sure Of one thing
| that Roberta Card was desperately in
! love with Abel. Good heavens, how
! could she help being? Wasn't she witt
| him every day? Didn't she have every
| chance to observe his handsome person
/ and his remarkable intellect? To say
| nothing of his perfectly adorable per-
| sJnality? Could any woman-leaSt OF
! all a girl whom Abel liked and appre-
/ ciated-fail to be affected b. such a
| man? Certainly not. Lucy had seen
more than one woman make eyes and
| advances at Abel before this. Cats!
| She did not ask Abel any questions
| about anything that concerned the
| office or Miss Card She was too busy
| observing him, watching him for any
| sign that would give her clue as to
! his feelings.
| Alas these signs were not wanting,
| and they we're none Of them good. 1t
| seemed that he had been 0vertaken
| stated late sessions at the office.
| Lucy. sitting alone at home. after the
| children were in bed. would picture him
| there. with the faithful and alert and
| helpful-and awfully pretty-Miss Card
| beside him.
T ICY inauglrated series of visits
- to a beauty specialist, who mas
saged and creamed and patted and
| steamed and iced her complexion into
| marvellous freshness. She began TO take
| fancy dancing and fencing lessons, to
| keep youthful and supple. She bought
/ a lot OF new hats and dresses and shoes
| and cleaned out her wardrobe reck-
/ lessly of everything more than three
| months old.
But she did not observe that Abel
/ appreciated her neW adornmentS. ii
| she called his attention TO one of her
| laopiest dresses. he said. IT'S very
| nice-but you look good to me in every
| thing" a stereotyped conjugal apprecia-
| ton ne had used ever since their mar
riage. It meant nothing more than a
pleasant habit 1t was pleasant
habit nothing more-and of what avail
was a habit. however pleasant, at
time like this?
And he was undoubtedly moody and
distracted It might be caused by puSl-
ness conditionS--it might be the DIS
| turbing proximity of Miss Card. Or
| it might be indigestion.
Lucy arranged her menus to elm
| mate this last, SO far as diet could make
| il possible She urged Abel TO more
and more week end golf. because OF the
| tonic influence Of the fresh air and
| exercise. He got a better color IN ms
| cheeks--but he wasn't bit less moody
| or a bit more attentive to his wife,
Lucy began to feel that if she didn' I
| know something definitely soon she
would perish of anxiety and very
| She couldn't endure much more.
One afternoon when she was wander
| ing rather aimlessly down Madison
| avenue she ran into Amy Cummcck-
Amy, the brisk. round-taced. efficient
proprietor of z decorators studio. spe-
cializing i'll early American stuff. Lucy
did not know her very well, but Amy
greeted her warmly. ii was part OF
her business efficiency 10 greet warmly
any woman who might have money
enough to buy early American antiques.
oh. Mrs. Redding, why don't YOU
come with me to my club? They're
having a very amusing program. and
We can have some tea.
Anvthing was better than moptug by
herself. I'D love it" said Lucy.
THE chairman of our active inter-
ests committee is almost too smart to
lise. She's inaugurated series Of spe-
clal talks on Friday afternoons by bust
ness wonderland not the women with
big Jobs. the successful ones, either,
~. she gets hold Of girls in millinery
shops. and stores. and hair~dreSSlng
places. and cloak models. and wait
reSSes, and gets them 20 tell us the
inside of their business and how their
customers and bosses appear to them,
seen from the underSide. as ii were,
Come of them are too amusing. Today
It's a GIRL from big candy shop.
This talk had brought them to the
door of the club The assembly room
was crowded. and the meeting had al
ready begun Lucy and her hostess
squeezed into chairs on the outer
fringe Of the Jam, A tall, executive
looking woman was speaking.
That's May Tulliyer," whispered Miss
Cummock
disappointed that the young
woman in the candy shop cannot be
with tbs this afternoon. However. We
have as n substitute the private Secre-
tary OF the head of Il big firm, She
waved a Summoning hand, and from
beside the daiS rose the slim, assured
figure. the lovely dark beauty OF none
other than Miss Card
| uCY'S heart beat 10 sutfocation. Il
- choked her. What was she to
hear? Would there be the least clue
10 'he mystery that obsessed her?
When / said I'd come here" began
Miss Card calmly and clearly and with
a slight touch of humor In her voice,
II made sure that the wife OF my
employer does not belong 10 this club.
because | have observed that q mans
wife and a mans secretary see him In
such utterly different lights that a fun
exposition of the iatter's yiewS-to the
former is not always received with
we'll, III call 1t glad acclaim just as
no man Is Il hero To his valet, no more
Is he one To the woman who works in
his private office day after day and
sees him without any roSe-colored
glasses Of affection 10 soften or EN-
bellish the view,
You have no idea. ladies'. how many
wives think their HUSBANDS are SIRE
sistihie To other women especially the
women who works for them, But the
average American business mar--and l
don't know anything about any other
doesn't want vamp pounding his
typewriter. lie wants some one who
can do his work. and do IL we'll who
holds her tongue and keeps on the Job
as long as he does
Miss Card took deep breath and
came down little farther ON the plat
form
since it's perfectly safe, she went
on, and you don't know who / am
I'm going 10 talk about my boss. got
a Job with him because he's in a bust
ness / mean 10 SO In for myself some
day, He's one of ihe smarteSt men In