The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-30

Barry had omitted that Steve had been his favorite taxi, driver. Barry spoke of Steve as of an equal. You" said Mona distinctly. were born on Park avenue--or its environs. Steve and I were born --and bred on Third" 4s
 "Steve is my friend" After q moment Barry added, T--well--I drank in those days. Steve cured | me-"
 The gratitude. friendship in the | mans voice was unmistakable. There was no patronage there. No "se-h how w-broad-I-am-in-m my -viewss | Barry's eyes shone with affection when he spoke of Steve. Lottie and Steve returned to the l table. With explanatory fi0urishes of Q well-manicured hand Lottie. announced that Steve was some I'll dancer" She elaborated on this decision. At length she said, When we leave here, let's all go up to my place."
 Lottie lived in small apart ment. in the sos, an address that was inexpensive and conven- tent. Rarely did she vouchsafe the. information that she had q place in which to receive callers. Give a man rocking chair by the fire, she would tell Mona sageix, and see what 1t gets you in tue way of dinner dates! If men want~ ed to see Lottie they might do so-> over an expensive menu card. She shared the apartment with the inevitable girl friend to cut down expense. Frequently Lottie had begged Mona to live with her. Mona, declining, Lottie had picked Sallie Joyce.
 Sallie was a nurse, usually erif- ployed on long cases or night work. at hospitals and sanitariums. She paid half the rent, all her own telephone calls (religiously set down on little pad on the tele- phone table), and came in occa- sionally to sleep during the day.
 She always found time to pre- pare Lottie's breakfast before. she slid into her own bed for the day. Moreover she entertained her own friends in the afternoon, cleaned up after such affairs in the true pro- fessional manner and, by the time Lottie arrived at six, was on the point of leaving for her work. fresh and rested, buttoning herself into an immediately white uniform. Lottie and Sallie never had social | engagements together. They liked the same brand of coffee. It was an ideal arrangement for both of them regardless of the fact that each privately looked down on the others station in life.
 Lottie had furnished the place, A irritation with an interior dec- orator---which fiickered out in three months = had left Lottie with 8 fair knowledge of furnishings and one or two good pieces. When Sallie innocently added a clashing note, Lottie removed it Sallie either failed to notice this or didn't object.
 "We can dance at my place" Lottie announced, hoping that Sai- lie had remembered to have the radio repaired. .l5
 But the men had other plans. They had been absent from the gay white lights fol, long while. they reminded the girls. This was their party and they wanted 1t to be- . real occasion. IL ton that Steve and Barry lived to- gether in an apartment on Park avenue. Frequently. of course, Barry was at Twilands. the estate in Westchester which was his uncle's home. His sister. Eliza beth, married happily lived in . nearby town. Steve spent much time with his mother and the kids on Third avenue. For the most part. however. they shared the same address.
 wen go to Harlem maybe. we'li go anywhere we think of. Just drift around" was their plan.
 The four left the Haicyon Club after considerable barley In a whiri of Lottle's wisecracka. Monn's per- fume and generous tips. Steve feit'his party was q success Barry thought both siris charming. Mona was exquisite and Lottie4- Thank Heaven!--rtstfained.
 Yes. Steve wns rather pleased with himself and the evening.
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