The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-10-02

prize dub, Norma. Maybe am. find a job. I've tried dozen kidding whenever they see me. They don't think I'm really seri- ous about going to work. It isn't that I hate to ask friends for fav- ors. got over that long ago. If we move the money we have will last | longer"
 Norma flung her arms about his neck.
 we will move," she declared. I'll start tomorrow morning hunt ing for a place. And you're going to find work soon, too. dear" Norma's quest for an apartment was more successful than Marks search for work. Within two days she had located three in-one' furnished flat-a diminu- tive arrangement of living room, dressing room, kitchen and bath. It was in the neighborhood where she and Chris had lived. In a nicer building with more air and sun- light. The rent was five dollars higher.
 Mark stormed a bit at transfer ring to such an unfash1onable neighborhood, but he discovered how rents mounted elsewhere. Be- sides there was no lease to sign. They could move as soon as he found the right job with a decent salary. Mark, during the second week of their return from Blue Springs was in a subdued and tractable mood.
 He let Norma manage details of their installation in the new quar- ters. He even graciously echoed
 her enthusiasm over purchases from the five and ten"-kitchen-
 ware, a growing plant in gay or- ange pot, dishes and yellow and
 white dimity curtains to brighten
 the kitchenette.
 Norma knew that Mark was wor.
 ried and disturbed. No need to asl
 when he arrived home at nigh ! whether the day had brough Pluck" She cheered him bravely She was so sure all he needed wa his chance in the world.
 Mark Travers' method of hunt ing a job was far from the pro l cedure of most young men seek ing work. He never looked at tn , "help wanted" columns in news papers. He ignored employmen
 agencies. Mark did not conside } himself above such things. He wa ; merely elf-conscious, entirely witl , out an idea of the business-lik' way to attack his problem. Each day he went to the club
 He dropped into offices where h. had acquaintances, sauntered abou } the old haunts, always in the ex . pectation he would hear of 's
 good thing" Making these rounds required that a large amount O time should be spent in careles chatter. Mark was known as : the reputation.
 He stood waiting for a car on, evening during the hateful rusl hour. A fat woman, arms loaded , with bundles, wedged her way be
 tween Mark and the street car. Al
 he stepped back to avoid thu sharp-cornered package so neal
 his right eye he heard a familiar ) whistle.
 Mark turned. Nat Prices taI roadster was halted less than Il , yards away. Nat clad in brigh lgreen, was waving. He made hi Iway to the roadster.
 The girl called out, "Hop in I'll give you a lift"
 Mark hesitated. Afraid it woult ] be out of your way, Nat. Were } east now. Franklin avenue"
 Don't be sil! can have yol there in half the time the cal
 takes. Anyhow, haven't seen yo' in ages!"
 She swung open the car door ant
 Mark took his place beside her. A once the tan roadster shot forward : An! this was better than clingini
 to a swaying street car strap! Ma drove with perfect assurance. Sh, kept up a running fire of tall , about the Leagues new revue
 about Sidney's divorce and Lottie' wedding. As they stopped befor'
 the unimposing apartment the gir turned impulsively. There's something I've beer wanting to say to you, Mark" sh. began. "I want to tell you thinl it's perfectly splendid of you t'
 show your independence the wa! lyou have. No matter what anyon' else says I'm for you!" . Travers flushed. Thanks, Nat l And thanks for the lift home. Nor ma and I'll be seeing you soon.'
 He stepped from the roadster an' , saluted as it pulled off down tn } street.
 Il An hour later from the chais tongue in her boudoir Natali
 spoke into a mauve telephone. servant in the home of Mark , parents answered. Yes" Natali said silkily, "It's Mrs Travers :. , want to speak to. Tell her Natali 1 is calling. Something important! (TO be Continued)