The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-05

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 From ono noisy pleasure resort
 to another and Susan Is disgustcd led. When Waring takes her home Now GO ON WITH THE STORY \, CHAPTER XIV
 "Well, you are q fine one" Rose exclaimed.
 Susan did not answer because for the moment she was too busy fum- bling about in her purse for her key. She was conscious only of an exquisite sense of relief. It was enough to be safe at home with that nightmare behind her.
 "I waited and waited" Rose was saying bitterly. There wasn't anyone 1 know to call, although nearly did give Ben ring" Susan ehsped in horror.
 "Oh, thank heaven you didn't!" "Well, like that" Rose stood tfansfixed, eyeing her. You are a ntyseif sick for the last three
 They were in tho living room now and Susan, having switched on the lights, sank into a comfort able chair. Rose pursued her griev- Ance. "You haven't even told me whom you were with or anything" che said, annoyed, ,., Susan could have laughed from sheer relief but she didn't dare. Rose was so much tn earnest.
 If you just let me get my breath," Susan begged, "I1i tell you all about 1t. don't blame you q bit for being furious. but honestly it wasn't all my fault. tried and tried to break away hours ago. It was ghastly!" She shuddered at the memory. How could she have been such a fool as to envy other girls those casual dates they boasted of? She knew now that she had been better off at home with Aunt Jessie sewing or rend- ing, no matter how much she had she had had her lesson. She inter- rurted Roses continued piaint to cross the room and stare at herself in the mirror.
 "Do 1 look older?" she inquired. n feel it--years and years"
 "You look Q fright" Rose as- sured her with a best friends frank sieng. "You're pale as ghost and there are rings under your eyes," Susan slipped an arm around hose's waist. "Please don't be So cross," she said. Then to an ac- tiompaniment of "ohs" and "ahs" und "I don't believe 1t" she poured out the whole story of her adven. i. ture. When she had finished Rose said. with emphasis, "I hope this will be . lesson to you. Now let's go to bed!"
 That was all. Having said her say Rose was content to forget the affair and Susan was grateful to her. She knew the story would travel no further.
 She thought she would never ifrop off to sleep but so superb was her health and so clear her con Aciencc, now that her fault was con fessed, that in Ave minutes she was breathing deeply and evenly, safe 1n the land of dreams.
 The next morning, however, the ordeal came flooding back to her. She began to worry. What fl MT Heath should find out? What If Ray should talk? Susan knew her avn conduct would bear a close Hcrutiny but she also knew how such matters can be distorted. She arrived at the office in fever of Apprehension.
 Everything seemed quite as un- usual. There was Pierson at his high desk with his ledgers spread Iout before him. There was tho heat little pile of mall to be sorted And, in five minutes, there was MT Heath, dapper and well groomed as ever. Susan felt like Q thief and hA HAt hl 0 Nheery good morning. Quite well she knew what would be his opin- lion of her part in last nights en. kertainmenl. She valued his esteem. It had, in fact, become necessary and important to her. Because she .was c woman she knew that esteem had been increasing of late. Little ,things that had happened. words dropped by Piers0n tho occasional ,hash of appreciation from Heath's Keen eyes had told her that
 "Do you have that Walker core. .spondence 2" he asked. She had, and laid it before him. f "Good girl" he smiled at her. stYou seem to know what want these days before 1 know myself" Susan flushed. deeply and roslly This was high praise, indeed. from Ernest Heath. Continually she sfnurmured her thanks. They went 5on with the mornings work and nothing more of n remotely per. sonal nature pasged between them ,Htiii the glow remained. Susan felt tft and Ernest Heath felt 1t.
 q; The man thought. "Dash it all, Chats a nice girl and c. smart one, Zoo. l shall be almost sorry to see Miss O'conneli come back" Trea- con indeed this was to Miss O'C0n. speii, who for seven years had toll- od over his files, had worked over. time without compla1pt, had bought birthday presents for his wife, who had, In fact, been tho perfect model Of a selfiess sccre- tary!
 susan thought, "I feel a hypo- crite letting him bay thnt," But the glow warmed her just the same. She went about all day with the lift in her heart. it seemed n divine dispensation that Jack War. ing had been sent 10 South Bend that morning. Susan had little more time 10 compose herself for the ordenl of meeting him again.
 When it actually did happen it was not nearly so bad as she had expected. Tho South Bend bust. ness dragged on for days and it was not until the following week that she and Waring met. There