The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1932-04-15
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minutes, there was Mr.. Heath. dap
per and well groomed as ever.
Susan felt like a thief and q
coward as she returned his CHEEKY
good morning. Quite well she knew
what would be his opinion Of her
part In last nights entertainment
She valued his esteem. 1t had, In
fact, become necessary and import
ant to her. Because she was a
woman, she knew that esteem had
been increasing OF late. Little things
that had happened, words dropped
by Pierson, the occasional flash of
appreciation from Heath's keen eyes
had told her that.
do you have that Walker CORE
spondence?" he asked. She had,
and laid 1t before him.
Good girl" he smiled at her.
you seem to know what I want
these days before 1 know myself"
Susan flushed, deeply and rosily.
This was high praise, indeed, from
Ernest Heath. Confusedly she
murmured her thanks. The went
on with the mornings work and
nothing more of a remotely per-
sonal nature passed between them.
Still the glow remained. Susan felt,
it and Ernest Heath felt it.
The man thought, Dash it all,
that's a nice girl and a smart one,
too. I shall be almost sorry to see
Miss O'Connell come back"
Treason indeed this was to Miss
O'Connell, who for seven years had
toled over his files, had worked ove--
time without complaint, had bought
birthday presents for his wife, who
had, in fact, been the perfect model
of a selfless secretary!
Susan thought, Il feel a hypocrite
letting him say that" But the glow
warmed her just the same, She
went about all day with the lift in
her heart.
It seemed a divine dispensation
that Jack Waring had been sent
to South Bend that morning. SUI
san had a little more time to COM
pose herself for the ordeal of meet
ing him again.
When it actually did happen, it
was not nearly so bad as she had
expected. The South Bend business
dragged on for days and it was not
until the following week that she
and Waring met.
There was a brief interchange OF
greetings. The man was as cool
and composed as if they were COM
plete strangers. Susan, answering
his good morning" as calmly as
possible, began to think she had
dreamed the episode of the kiss.
She felt immensely relieved.
well, that's that" she told her
self. What she had been dreading
so had cone to pass and proven her
fears groundless. Maybe life was
always like that. She hoped so,
CUSAN had been avoiding Ray
- ever since the night the latter
and Schuyler Webb had completed
the foursome. But she could not do
this forever.
Rays puppy-like friendliness
knew no reserves and recognized
few rebuffs. There came the in
evitable day when Susan lunched
with Ray again. Rays lunch orders
always were family prepoSterous.
Her favorite selection was a ham
and cheese sandwich, a bowl of
baked beans and a chocolate matted
milk. 1t was what she had ordered
today.
Susan watched the other girl,
fascinated. Ray was talking vol
ubly, Il said to mamma, I said,
It's funny, but l haven't seen a
thing of Susan since the night we
had the double dateq'"
She sank her sharp, little white
teeth into the appalling sandwich
and continued in a slightly muffled
voice, Il said it's funny, but it kinda