The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-26

bling. Lord, Min. I've been mak. ing money! Let me stand behind you if you need me. It must be tough going, Min, lots of times Most of the time!"
 Mona thought of the rent. the In. surance, her fathers small fee al the hospital, the quarters Bud Dor. rowed and the bills handed every Saturday to Ma who stretched them somehow to last through the week She thought of days when she hat gone without lunch, pretending sht had gained two pounds the weel before and was fasting to keep slim Then she thought of the ermint cloak she was wearing. She thought of what Mrs Casey would say tc Mrs Callahan if she caught sight oi 1t. And she thought Of Steve's kisses.
 She could not admit-even to her self-that she had wanted Steve to kiss her. No, she had merely en- durd those caresses. Steve's sin- cerity was unmistakable. It would have been cheap to take offense. He was her childhood friend and as in the old days he had brought her apples or oranges, now he was shar. ign his good fortune with her. Still 1t wasn't to be thought that this could lead to anything more seri- ous. She wouldn't spoil his even ing by telling him that now. though.
 Steves eyes were fastened on the strip of asphalt ahead. the glitter ing panorama of the city, the pyra- mids of lighted dots reaching into the sky. The car swerved, veered again. and plunged down another highway toward Columbus Circle.
 Dexterously Steve swung the car between pile of cobble stones and rope hung with red lights. Then Broadway, gloomy in the automobile section but bright and garish in the lower forties.
 He said, T am going to take you to the Halcyon Club"
 Mona knew the Halcyon Club. It had opened recently and was at the moment one of New York's most advertised supper clubs. The music was the best. the dance floor ex- cellent, and the food Incredible for a night clubD appetizing.
 They left the car in the shadows of the side street into which Steve had guided 1t and walked the few yards to the supper club door. The doorman recognized Steve and an- swered his greeting effusively, springinE to hold the swinging door apart.
 Mona and Steve walked down thickly carpeted steps into the tiny foyer lined with mirrors. Then through more swinging doors to- ward the insinuating murmurs of the orchestra.
 It was easy to see that Steve was delighted to be able to bring Mona here. The admiring glances of the men they passed, the speculative. envious glances of the women were no new experience for Mona but they gratified her escort.
 Their table was near the space cleared for dancing. Mona tossed the priceless cloak from her shoul- ders and emerged like a sea nymph in her sea green frook.
 Like it?" asked Mona boldly as Steve's eyes registered the answer to .her query. She went on. Little thing 1 picked up this afternoon. Picked up In my room where it had no---business--to--be!"
 She emphasized the last four words with little stabs' of her fin- ger in the air. She was flirting with him! It was safe enough here where he could not kiss her again.
 Steve's eyes however. turned away and searched the room specu- latively. I'm expecting my part ner." he explained. Steve stopped short.
 "Great Guns. look who's herel" he exclaimed.