The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-04-29
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SUSAN CAREY, who lives with
her AUNT JESSIE on Chicago's
west side, has an unpleasant ex.
perience when she applies for her
first job. BOB DUNBAR. mill
lionaire's son whom Susan had
met at business school, comforts.
her. She secures employment as
secretary to ERNEST HEATH.
prominent architect. BENLAMP- +
man, a moody young admiref of
party given by some Bohemian
friends. Susan does not enjoy the
affair and decides not see Lamp
man any more. Weeks pass and
the girl is lonely, JACK WAR
ING, Heath's assistant and d.
yOrced, shows the girl attentions
but she refuses his invitations.
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CHAPTER x
On the way home in the hard
brightness of the street car Ben
said. That's the way to live. Like
Sonya and Arnold. Free and easy"
Susan stared at him. You like
that?"
Ben moved impatiently. "Oh, 1
knew what you'd say. know the
apartments kind of messy. But
they're not tied down. They live
their own lives and have a good
time" ~
Susan, remembered Arnold's un.
kempt appearance and the greasy
loops of Sonya's pale hair, the spots
on her smock, was silent. She did
not want to criticize Ben's friends.
tits great love. anyhow, Ben
burst out after an interval as the
brightly lighted trolley proceeded,
in series of jerks and stops. They
were terribly in love. Arnold had
a wife some place in Russia but
they fixed that up. They're what /
call a really happy couple"
Susan felt an hysterical impulse
to laugh but she restrained herself.
She had thoughtthe whole crowd,
the Strinskys and their unwashed
friends with the exception of that
exotic blossom, Denise), dreadful
people. With provincial simplicity
she discounted whatever talent lay
in Arnold's long fingers because
they did not lok clean. She won
dered how she could bes. describe
the party to Aunt Jessie.
I. She let her hand lie Imply in
Ben's warm one at parting. ~
can't ask you to come in," Susan
said gently. Aunt Jessie's gone
to bed. Than: you for taking me
to the party"
Ben muttered, Wanted You to
met the crowd. You'll like them
better when you know them.
They're real people,"
Susan withdrew her hand. Good
night, Them sch said. avoiding his
hot, uncomfortable gaze. He called
after her, "Pll phon eyou." Susan
waved to him through the screen
door. glad the tiresome evening was
over. There was something almost
frightening about Ben's intensity.
Even when he had talked of the
Strlnsky's romance be had made it
seem personal matter.
Those dreadful people! Their
way of living might seem ideal to
Ben Lampman but it certainly did
not to Susan. She would not go
there again!
hut as summer waxed and waned
the girl almost regretted her de-
cision. Chicago's Bohemia might
not be the social background she
desired but loneliness was hard TO
bear and the warm nights brought
with them an aching sense Of miss
ing something.
Rose Milton went to Sweetbrier
Lake for two weeks and wrote back
glowing accounts of her conquests
She sent snapshots of herself, the
center of a merry mixed group.
Susan. tossing sometimes on hot
and disordered bed, listening to the
raucous music of the radio next
door, would wonder about life. She
was 10. not unatractive, intelli-