The Washington times., 1931-01-06
TOdGy's True
Story
By FAY KING

Gloria Thorne.
There was no doubt she was
beautiful, in a severe classical
fashion. The ivory pallor Of her
skin was heightened by glossy
black hair.
Gloria was too obviously su-
perior to her work. There was
a subtle suggestion Of nobility
in her manner, a hint Of palaces
and royalty. Not that she ever
talked of these things. Quite
the contrary, her policy in the
Dunning Real Estate Offices
was one of complete silence.
Nothing could penetrate the
dark girls mystery. No one
knew where she lived. She
spurned the advances of hand
some Jack Leighton, the Office
manager, who had a pleasant,
Joking way with the girls. he
invited her to lunch. She re-
fused on pretext Of having a
previous engagement. If she
was so popular, the girls asked
each other, why was she always
alone? Why were none OF the
personal telephone calls ever
for her? = Other stenograpners
had dozens of them.
Gloria Shows ScOrn
She showed her scorn OF the
office in another way. by ner
careless nonchalance IN wearing
always the same black suit.
It was chic, well-cut and beautl-
ful and it made the gaudy flow
cred dresses the other girls wore
iook cheap and flimsy. It bore
d park Avenue label. And 1t ap-
peared day after day, mock
ingly the same: 4,.o
"She's probably studying the
lower classes" said Peggy the
typist, "or else she's a college
student in disguise, finding out
about human nature"
mol" Doris put IN a WORD.
"She's a noblewoman who's run
away from her rich mean old
husband and is earning her
own living"
Jack Leighton overheard them,
"Whatever she is" he said to
himself, I'm going to make
her treat me more civilly. It's
bad discipline to have an en-
ploye trying to put her boss in
his place. She's got to come
down off her high horse, and
if anyone can arrange a nice
comfortable tumble for her it
is"
His Highness, Mr.. Jack
Leighton" Peggy giggled.
"Take a letter" Jack said
sternly. Gloria had entered
the room, returning from her
lonely luncheon. "A personal
letter. Ahem!
Countess Stotesbury, the Sha-
ron Health Hotel, New Yorl
City.
Dear Countess:
Really your conduct toward
me has been most reprehenSible
lately. The last two times I
have invited you to dine with
me, you coldly refused, plead
ing a headache, a previous date,
or something equally absurd.
Countess, let me impress upon
YOU that nothing irritates, an
noys, and diStresSes me more
than having a lady refuse to
dine with me. I have been
known to break friendships
through no less, even to fire
excellent stenographers. Please
be less captiouS in the future.
Your devoted friend,
JACK LEIGHTON"
Ill at Ease
Jack winked at Peggy.
Gloria's impassive back was
toward them. Suddenly a shud-
der passed over it. The slim
shoulders moved as though she
were weeping. Jack Leighton
hurried to her side. She was
leaning over the typewriter
tensely.
Shall I put this letter to the
countess on your personal sta
tionery, Mr.. Leighton?" Peggy
asked.
NO" Jack replied gruffly.
"Tear it up!"
Excitement reigned in the
Dunning offices. Gloria was 60
ing out with Mr.. Leighton.
THE darn fool doesn't know
when she's lucky" Peggy said
to Doris. What I'd give to 60
o,1f with him And sha hos q