The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1932-05-21

II impossible TO keep her mind ON \
her work. She could hear the low,
murmur Of the two voices and her
whole being tingied with excite
ment. What was II Bob had start.
ed TO say?
She prayed. Dear God, give me
another chance TO talk to him!"
Her heart pounded. n,
When Pierson returned from
lunch she glanced UP, scarcely see-
Ing him. He spoke TO her twice
before she realized the remarks
were directed TO her.
81 said you'd better 20 TO the
bank right away. It's almost
three" Pierson repeated In faint.
iy acid tone.
She glanced at the clock. II
lacked but 10 minutes Of the
hour, Tho voices In the private
Office still rose and fell. AZ susan
struggled into her coat she added
another prayer to her litany.
"Pieasc let him stay until ! como
back. IT'S not much to ask"
You could not run on La Sale
street. People would look ut you
and think you we're mad. But how
could one walk sedately and quiet.
iy with q heart racing like. q wild
thing? How slow the teller was
behind the bars! With what mad
dening deliberation he made the ems
try. Usually Susan smiled at himq'
and spoke about the weather. To-
day she did neither. n,
Hurry, hurry!" Her footsteps
kept time with the words. A. traffic
light delayed her at ono corner
The policeman seemed maddenin9ly ,
slow. II seemed ages before she I
found herself again In the elevator /,
OF the Office building. w
Bob would DO there still. Heg
would be coming out OF Mr. Heath's
room as she took or her hat. They.
would have Just u moment together
but he would finish what no had I
started 10 say. susan hesitated Do
fore turning the knob, savoring the
flavor Of anticipation. The she
flung tho door open, trying TO RES
member Just how she behaved on !
ordinary days.
Quickly she went TO the closet .
ana hung away her coat. She would
not Loo; In the direction OF Me-;
Hcath's private Office. II would all
happen easily and naturally. She
would be patient. As she crossed
the room to give Pierson the bank 7
book she was conscious Of the exy
IRENE quiet OF the place. She would
not ask. She would not!
Pierson looked at her curiousiy. Z
"The boss said to tell you he'd be
back at four" ~
"He's gomez" susan's voice sound
ed unreal to her. ~
"Yes. Galloped out with that
collar-ad guy just after you left" !,
The girls steps went drearlly
across the room. ~
why? Did you want TO ask Z
him something?" Plerson couldn't :
help being inquisitive..
mo. 1t was nothing" susan said Z
without hope. Nothing at an
She waited for the telephone 10
ring. The first day she was sure
Bob would call. II was perfectly
simple because he knew the num- .
Der. She had so much TO say to him
that she could hardly walt. Then as
the days passed Susan came at last
to the realization he wasn't going
to telephone. She told herself she
was fool. In her saner moments
she was firm and brisk and decided
about It. Lots of girls mooned
around over lost love, but not
she.
The stores began to display re-
minder that Christmas was at
hand. Each time Susan went to
the Millions she found Rose abb
sorbed In mysterious heaps Of crepe
de chine, lace and sachet. Mrs
Milton had confided to Susan In an
unguarded moment that Terry In
tended to give Rose ring for
Christmas.
But I thought she didn't want
TO be married for ages?" Susan
said, surprised. Mrs Miltons'
laugh was exuberant
ITO BE COntinucdD