Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-03-15
6 By ROE

Would he try to renew that propo-
sition? What would he do?
The buzzer on her desk sounded.
Picking up a note book and pencil
she went into his room.
Take some dictation, please, Miss
Brown" he said, formally. He raised
his eyes, glancing at a clerk busy
at a file cabinet. Betty was uncer-
tain whether the glance was a ges-
ture to her or involuntary. She set
her jaw firmly and took her cue
from him. She would pretend she
had never seen him before.
He dictated half a dozen letters.
He was very slow at first, for which
she was glad. as she had difficulty
in concentrating. He speeded UP a
bit on the second letter. and became
faster in each succeeding dictation.
Betty thought he was trying to
speak 50 rapidly that she would have
to interrupt him. She was able to
take the last letter without this,
however. From the moment she
began to write she did not raise her
eyes from the work.
When she had finished he said:
Type these and bring them back to
me, Miss Brown. I would like to see
the work this morning. Here are
the letters. Turn them over and
make your carbons on the backs SO
when they are filed the reply will be
on the back of the letter."
eyes, sir" answered Betty, and
walked back to her room.
Again he had not recognized the
fact that he had held her in his
arms and told her he loved her. He
pretended to have forgotten that he
had almost killed her in his auto
mobilel She was un~reasonably angry
with him. Going to be business-like,
was he? She would show him a
trick or two Oh the business-like at
titude!
She uncovered the typewriter and,
slipping a carbon sheet between the
letters and the blank sheets, she
typed the six letters accurately and
rapidly. When she finished she
walked into the room adjoining with
the papers in her hand.
Some trouble, Miss Brown?" he
asked, coldly.
mo, Mr.. Adair. They are finish
ed" She laid them On the corner OF
his desk, placed a paper weight on
them SO the buzzing fan would not
scatter them, and walked out with
out looking at him.
Her hands Clenched fiercely: she
felt she was about to cry That
| vxyNt,1I ,a1tyry. IN Che cI1y,fAnI q ChlOf
Of paper into the typewriter and
began to type rapidly. Nov is the
time for all good men to come to the
aid Of the party" Over and over she
wrote the time-honored appeal. So
rapidly did the machine click that
she did not notice the door open or
Andy enter until his shadow fell
across the keys.
AS she stopped her hand flew in
stinctively to her heart.
II startled you. I'm sorry" he
said, formally. He glanced down at
the machine. 81 see there is still
need for good men to aid the par
ty." He held the originals of the
letters she had answered in his
hand. These are very nicely done
file them in the cabinet over there
If you don't understand, an exami-
nation will show you the system"
He laid the letters on the desk and
turned away.
Il think I can do it, Mr. Adair."
Il don't doubt it," he replied over
his shoulder. She thought she de-
tected a faint trace of a smile at the
corners of his mouth.
She sat with her hands in her lap,
watching the door through which
he had disappeared, wondering just
what she might expect. Was she to
be allowed to remain? Would it be
possible for her to get transferred tc
Mr.. Larkin's office?
At the moment she felt that II
would be impossible for her to work
under as high tension as she had
been during the few hours she hao
been there. She must come to some
kind Of an understanding with
Andy. He had treated her unspeak-
ably, not coming to the hospital tc
see her after she had been so near
ly killed in his cal. Did he think q
thing like that could be passed over
without explanation?