The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-02-24

ming with you, sheila, if you'll stand for it. If you two don't want to be my guests for dinner how about both of us being Dicks guests?"
 "Help!" howled Dick amiabIy. I'Il feed Sheila any time but once day is all I can stand with you!"
 '"Thcn let's go Dutch at an automat," suggested Sheila.
 "Fine!" Dorothy agreed gayly. "The very thing!". She leaned forward to give instructions to the chauffer.
 "Dorothy!" Dick burst out pro- testingly. Listen, I've an idea. I couldn't do another lick of work today if my life depended on it. Suppose we take Sheila home If she really wants to go there. Then we'll go shopping at the Italian grocers and I'll make some of my famous spaghetti. We'll throw a party at my apart ment. How is that!"
 You wouldn't do it last week when l asked you to, would you:' retorted Dorothy with pretended wrath. "Sheila, I certainly wish I had your influence over him. It's amazing! l, for one, think that's a grand suggestion, though. Will you come?"
 sheila glanced inquiringly in Dicks direction. You're sure we won't be in the way. You don't want to work?"
 Say, I wouldn't miss the chance. to show you what a cook I am for anything. It's my most charming accomplishment"
 "Then suppose we turn about. It isn't necessary for me to go home unless you think l should dress"
 The other two declared she looked quite perfect and pres ently the car was gliding down Tenth avenue toward Greenwich Village. They reached a neighbor-- hood of little shops offering real Italian spaghetti, uncooked; an array of cheeses; huge black olives; squash to be cooked in the Italian fashion; and huge pies tied up fresh, hot and odorous.
 Thing of the calories!" ex- claimed Sheila, laughing, as Dick seemed bent on further pur- chases.
 "That's something neither of you two need to worry about" he retorted.
 Dicks East Side apartment overlooked the river. When they reached the place Sheila decided it suited him perfectly. The fur nishings did not seem expensive nj nf nnt nVst and quite good taste.
 Its really just workshop, Dick explained. The living room in which they stood was large and restful. A few easy chairs stood about and there was a fireplace with simple, graceful lines. 4 large table, filtered with paper. stood near the window, fianked with typewriter, supply ci pointed pencils, and yellow and white paper.
 "Richard Stanley Third writes the great American play!" sang out Dorothy in some disdain Richard Stanley Second--to say nothing of Richard Stanley Firsi would be more gratified if the young man returned to Proctor to learn the shoe business"
 She's jealous beacuse she doesn't even know how to spell. Dick said.
 "He'se jealous himself!" re. turned Dorothy.
 "Amuse yourselves. children while I try to get this stuff on the table," Dick went on, undisturbed
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 Sheila sank into chair There was fine view here oi the river. It was getting dak outside. The slow moving ferries gave forth twinkling lights. Other boats, laden with cargo, moved slowly up and down. Long Island City. chained to Manhattan by q rope of twinkling lights, lay across the brief stretch of water Night had softened the grim build. ings skirting the waters edge, and had given the scene touch oi theetrieal glamour.
 .'Life is like that" Shetla