New Britain herald., 1929-02-05

coat ana rag, sir. Cneck your nat
and" with curt Mo-" And he
nursed the heavy bag on his knees
during the entire performance OF
the play.
The show they had chosen so
happily the night before, when
making their plans. proved disap-
rointment. 1t was murder mys-
terry. with the action taking place
in a courtroom. Ruth had wanted
to see it because OF her familiarity
with the law and with trial proce-
dure. but unfortunately the district
attorney looked something like her
father. who had lost his life in a
courtroom, and during the second
act she burst into tears and cried
50 hard that people around them
looked at her with impatient dtsap-
proval.
Il think we'd better duck the rest
| OF this" Jack urged, his mouth
tight and grim. Il never realized
I'm not enjoying 1t any better than
you are. darling. I've already
guessed who the murderer Is any
way-pretty obvious. and it's rather
sordid way to spend our big
afternoon"
mo, let's stay" Ruth choked. Il
Il want you to get your moneys
| WORTH"
When she had said 1t she could
have bitten out her tongue. Her
only excuse was that by this time
she was 50 nervous and III - she
must be taking a dreadful cold
that she hardly knew what she was
saying.
They sat through the third act.
their hands touching only once. And
she had dreamed all morning of
that glorious opportunity of holding
hands!
Lets 20 to the savings task
first. then on to my apartment for
dinner" Ruth suggested. almost
timidly. when they left the theaer.
Il want to cook for you-to get into
practice"
That's the spirit" Jack ap-
plauded. but the smile on his lips
scarcely touched his eyes. What -
oh. what had happened? Ruth won.
dered desperately.
| But in the bank. open Saturday
afternoons for savings bank depos-
itors, he seemed more himself
again. teasing her about her thrift
tiness. and CALAMITY relieving her
OF her handbag while she made cut
her deposit slip and endorsed her
salary check.
"Peeking to see what kind Of
lipstick ! use?" she laughed at him.
when she left the teller's window.
Jack closed her little brown
leather handbag and flushed as If
he had been caught in the act Of
stealing. Just curious to see what
a girl stuffs into a handbag" he
grinned at her. II never saw one
that didn't look ready to burst.
noticed that the little inside mir
Tor broke when you dropped your
bag in the hotel dining room. Are
You superstitious
Ruth shivered. Seven years
Lad luck. you mean? Pooh. You
can't scare me. I've just entered
on seven years divine luck - and
seven more and seven more - and
seven more" she chanted.
Jacks mobile. sensitive face
went grave again. almost Swallowed
please God you're right. dear
And do what she" would that eve
ming and the next. Ruth Lester
could not long keep the shadow OF
trouble. even fear. out OF her low
er's eyes. True. he ate the dinner
that she cooked for him. and
praised her culinary art extrava.
gantly. But after the dishes were
washed and restored to the tiny
cupboard in the miniature kitchen.
ct. he slumped into gloom again
forgetting to kiss her for as Ions
as half an hour at time. Sht
spent most of Sunday in bed. bur
contrary to her fears. an actual colo
did not develop. There was JUS
that odd SILVER that ran along hel
nerves at the most unexpected
moment
Sunday evening they ate dinne1
in the little resta urant to whic'
Ruth had taken Jack the first tim'
they had ever eaten together. :,
obedience to his whimsical reques
, that she show him where she go
such potent crumbs that the blacl
pigeon would eat out of her hand
"Oh Jack. the poor pigeons.
Ruth remembered the birds con
) tritely. " was SO happy ycsterda'
that 7 forgot 10 buy peanuts to fee
: them before loft for the week end
meant to do 1t when / was GU