Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1929-03-20
CHAPTER LIV

The day after Betty'S experience
With his father, she expected Andy
to refer to it, but when she went
for her usual mornings d~ictation
he said nothing, SO she decided he
did not know of it.
Betty felt embarrassed about
parts of the conversation, and de-
cided not to mention it unless Andy
did. 1t was a balmy spring day,
and Betty felt little inclination for
work. She did her letters and
mooned at her desk between jobs.
Andy'S work did not keep her busy
much more than half the time, so
she gathered up the trade papers
and catalogues of various manufac-
turers with which they did business
and familiarized herself with these
during her leisure time. But today
they lay untouched on her desk.
She had no serious conversation
with George Harris since ceasing
to act as cashier in his restaurant
during the dinner hour, but she
always went there for breakfast and
usually for dinner. George tried to
favor her in her checks, but she
was too well posted and insisted
on paying the regular prices.
She resumed dancing practice, ex-
cusing herself on the grounds that
she needed the exercise. In the
past year her figure had rounded
out and developed until no n
would suppose there was a time
when men found her unattractive.
She was not unconscious of this.
On several occasions she had been
compelled to freeze men who tried
to flirt with her in the restaurant
or on the street. She wondered If
Andy still found her attractive. She
hoped he did. Frank with herself,
she acknowledged she was in love
with him, but was positive he
girls. One was the butterfly girl
who danced at night clubs and rode
with him until 3 o'clock in the
morning; the other was his efficient
| secretary. 1t was the butterfly girl
with whom he had been in love,
and he had put her out Of his life
like the rest of the surroundings
in which she had moved.
At this point in her meditations
the buzzer sounded. Taking her
notebook she went in and sat be-
side Andy'S desk for dictation.
Gee, I don't want to work to-
dayl" he began. There is spring
and daffodils, budding leaves and
hockey in the airl"
Il know. I feel it, too agreed
Betty.
Let's play hockey, then, and get
out of it,"
wouldn't it be fun! But there
are things to be sold and money to
be made, and stern duty calls!" She
waited.
Il haven't any letters" he said.
poised her pencil over her book and
Il just called you in here to talk
to you"
What about?"
Nothing in particular, and every
thing in general. Are you through
being sore at me? You were as high
hat as a darkey preacher at first"
"Oh, I have gotten all over that"
laughed Betty.
Perfectly happy in your Job?
Everything going all right?"
Absolutely"
Then we are friends again?"
/ Why certainly"
Then I want you to 60 to din
ner with me and for a ride after
wards"
"Oh, Andy! Do you think that is
wise?" She did not notice that she
called him Andy"
we are both free, white, and 81:
at least I am. Can you think of
any good reason why 1 shouldn't
take you to dinner?"
1T isn't considered good form for
a girl to 60 to dinner with her en-
ployer, is it?"
ooh, that's all bunk! Well 60 to
some quiet place if you prefer, but
I would rather go to one of the no.
tel roof gardens. If any one sees
us they will know we aren't trying
to hide"
"You aren't ashamed to go out
with me?"
Nonsense! I'm going to take you
from the office and make sure that
everyone here knows I'm going to