Evening star., 1932-01-30
Spite Wife hy. % r:,..,c; ~

for letting her 60 The job had taken
on a value of necessity
! Pc, Constantine sliding off the stool
as sh0 hung up her hat and coat. Ap-
parenuly he was satisfied about her cash
/ for he gave her an oily smile. She felt
| the weight of his eyes, sliding down
! over her body
, Said Minnie the red-head, as she
slammed a tray of empty dishes down
| in the kitchen. What dyer know
about Pete gettin' crush on the new
cashier! He's been hangin' around
! givin' her the eye all mornin' an he
gave her a extra half hour this
| At such astounding news the cook
! left his stove and came to peer through
the glass circle of the swinging door.
| Pete's bullet head close to the shrink
ing brown head of the girl up there in
the front of the restaurant
A silent laugh stretched the moist
dark face of the cook Il guess Pete
like her eh? Me, I think she's pretty,
but too thin I like women to be nice
fat-something a man can get hold
of" and the cook CALAMITY helped
himself 10 q pinch Of MinnieS husky
arm.
Judy herself had noticed the changed
manner of the proprietor Alarm and
disgust battling within her She de-
hberately misunderstood his remarks
She avoided the accidental meeting of
their hands. Fear-the new strange
fear, battling her quick temper.
Probably he meant nothing by it His
manner was familiar to the two wait
reSses, too. Her job-she must remem-
Der the need of money. -.
The fur coat had suddenly grown
more precious. 1t was more than a
coat, 1t was security for the future.
She could manage to get along on her
tiny salary. She could not hope to save
anything from it-One must keep body
and soul together And there would be
things to buy later on. But the coat
that was life itself
She took it to the furrier during her
next noon hour. Il want to put this in
storage for-for the Winter What is
your CHARGE"
She left it, 1t felt cold without it.
but she told herself that she had done
the WlSeSt thing. If she continued to
wear it. something was liable to happen.
1t might be stolen-at any rate it would
be more worn, would not bring such a
price when she sold it. She dare not
to sell it now. If she had the money,
she would spend it. This was the wisest
thing to do.
Pete Constantine noticed the absence.
Commented upon it. lin having it
fixed. I ripped sleeve" Judy lied
glibly.
But when two weeks went by and no
coat appeared, Pete drew his own con-
clusions The donor of the coat had re-
claimed it. The girl was a fool to let
1t go. That sort of girl usually hung
on. But this one was probably a fool
She seemed soft Well, all the easier
for Pete Constantine.
That night, as Judy was leaving the
restaurant, a car purred softly to the
curb. Pete Constantine's dark face
above the wheel
Get in-I drive you home. eh?"
OH don't mind. I like to walk
Id rather walk-the exercise, it's nice" ."
Judy Stammered utterly taken aback.
BlackneSs gathered on the mans face
You don't like my car, eh? Maybe
you think kidnap you?"
She forced a laugh. "Oh-hoW per-
fectly ridiculous! 1t was just live so
far out wouldn't think of taking you
out of your way. -
Her job. Oh, she needed it so des-
perately. What to do?
She was suddenly getting in the
opened door. Sitting down beside him
Tomorrow-Show Down.