The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-10
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 SUSAN CAREY, fp, pretty and nn orphan, lives with her AUNT JESSIE im Chicago and takes Q business school. There sho meets BOB DUNBAR, heir to c fortune She secures 6 position as secre- tary to ERNEST HEATH, mrchi. tecf. JACK WARING, Heath's as- sistamt, tries t0 start e irritation. 1. but ts rebuffcd. MRS HEATH snubs Susan. HEN TlAAfPMAN, a young musician, takes susan to a studio party bus she docs not enc tUy it. Dunbar takes her tO lunch and tells her hc Is going abroad. Susan's aunt departs on Q visit and ROSE MILTON stays with Sushn. Lonely, the, girl goes for . drive with Wafing and RAY FTlANNEIsY, cmplOcd in the next office. Waring kisses her and sfo resolves never to go with him again. Ben IAsispmaTi asks Susan to marry him and will not accept her refusal as final. War ing RpOl0glxes for his caddish behavior. In c newspaper gossip column. Susan reads that Bob Dunbar is to Do married. She works overtime at the office one night and Heath for the first time realizes her youth and beauty.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XIX &
 When Susan alighted from tho train at the suburban station she looked about for MT Heath's man, simon. His smiling, black face gave her Q heartening sense of being at home In all this intimidating splen- dor. A battery of smart motors were drawn up in a circle and the high, ghriil voices of young girls and matrons wearing perfect sport clothes pierced the Friday morning calm. %
 No wonder" thought Susan, this particular section of the Lake Michigan shore. is called the Gold Coast" Every one seemed fabu- lously rich. There was an air of luxury about the houses which they passed, simon driving slowly and carefully down great avenue lined with beech trees at the end of which could be seen the shining blue of the lake. Susan was dis- appointed when simon turned off this road and followed q countri- fled looking by-path. She had hoped the Heath home would be on the very fringe of the lake. That would have been perfect. But pres- ently she forgot her dlsappoint- ment in the beauty of the road they traversing. It might have been the very thick of the north woods. White birches leaned out like ghost ly figures, birds sank ga.ly and the young pine trees left carpet of needles where the grass would not grow. She gasped for sheer plcas- ure.
 But Simon, this is beautiful! l hadn't expected anything half 50 lovely. She could see his great eyes rolling delightfully."- at her in the mirror.
 Ut Is, Miss" he agreed. IIe was tooling the car carefully through q marrow lane. avoiding the sharp branches that reached out and might have scratched tho glossy surface. Susan leaned back against the cushions and sighed. However could Mr Heath leave this paradise each morning and come into town to the so0t and smoke and noise that made Chicago's loop? Men were strange. If shc lived in such place she knew she would never, never leave 1t. There was q gleam of white through Ian ambush of pine trees and simon made a magnificent sweep into c circular drive. The house, com pletely hidden from tho road, sprang into view. It was q long, low affair of whitewashed brick with a roof of black clate. The blinds were blue. There was about 1t an air of cool. disarming slm- ' plicity. susan. her heart beating rapidly. alighted. Simon drove slowly away to some retreat of his own. Thus abandoned, there was nothing for Susan to do but to sound the knocker. This she did. The maid who admitted her was in pale green. She had q rosy. im- passive face and cockney accent. |,
 "Yes, Miss From the honice. Mss? MT Heath is expecting you"
 She led Susan into q, room panelied in soft, old wood. Put ting down her dispatch case tho girl looked shyly around her. Great windows gave out on a garden riot ing with September color. Susan's glance roved from the Chinese painting over the inantlepiece to tho subdued chintzes of the hang ings. It was all too beautiful. She Iuxurinted in 1t.
 There were steps in tho hall and then q blur of the maids voice speaking.
 "Ah, how do you do." Susan faced Mrs Heath, cool and arro- gnrt in fawn- -c0lored tweed.
 "Good morning."
 The brisk, superior voice went on. MT Heath will Do down di- rectly. I'm very much annoyed at his working at all and tho doctor forbade 1t. But he insists. He has very bud throat" She gave tho impression that tho entire affair
 I'm sorry" There seemed to be nothing else for susan to say. Mrs Hcath's nod disposed of the disdainful eyes nlckered a moment she was gone. susan knew exactly as if in faint aniuaemcnt. Then oHV WuD HouCs 6u5uu huoW cAuctiy how n fnicrobe must feel when ob- served through iniBcroscopo. Mrs Heaths glance 50 readily made her aware of the darn in hcr stocking and the fact that her blouse was faded. "Women like that" thought Susan hotly and resentfully "what good arc they? What do they do In return for all the luxurics that surround them?"
 She had to abandon this line of thought with alacrity when her em- ploycr entered the room. He looked III. Susan felt n twinge of mater- nal concern. They sat down after q business-like greeting. Susan at the oaken table and the man In the big chair. She had taken off her hat and the jacket of her serge suit. Susan forgot herself and her ---------------------.-