The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-01-26

1 had so many other things to think about.
 But did he really love her? Did she want him to tell her 50 even if 1t were true?
 "I think we should turn back, Dick" she told him, withdrawing her hand. "It's getting late"
 "Just as you say" He did not raise his eyes.
 Swiftly the car skinned down the drive, crossed into the park at 110th street and picked up the winding road through the trees. They reached 18th street at 2 o'clock promptly.
 "I'll be waiting when you've fln- ished," Dick said.
 Sheila ran up the stairs, hor cheeks burning. Was Dick going to ask her to marry him? If she agreed what would they live on? Dick had said that he was the poor member of tho family. He meant poor, no doubt, according to Trevor Lanes standards--not her own. Dick could hardly rent that lovely penthouse without n fair income. True enough, his home wasn't anything like tho palatial quarters where Trevor Lane lived. Trevor's apartment was Q show place-a perfect set- ting for the sort of parties he gave. Dicks rooms were eoxy with deep, comfortable chairs, dark wood, his books, his flre- place, his cluttered tables. Dick was q fine fellow, 0 real frlend--. but did she want him to fall In love with her? As sheila took her place on the stage she tried to put all this from her mind. The chorus was going through its pacos. Weary girls in practice suite, always willing, al- ways cheerful under tho most grueling, tortuous drilling. They looked littlo more than children. These girls received littlo pay and for that llttle they worked long hours, endured the bitterest criti- cal comments from sarcastic stage managers.
 ping through It's routine. Then tho ensemble fell back against tho wings and she huttered into tho opon space. rector nodded, seating himself but not raising his eyes from sheila's feet. "see that girls? Watch how shayne does that step!"
 Tho girls attained respectful attention. Black curls bent to glond frizzle and nodded approval All eyes were on sheila's flying feet.
 Countless times tho chorus went times sheila fiuttered down among repeating 1t for their edihcation.
 Eight o'clock came. Half the chorus left abruptly, looking anx. iously at their cheap little wrist watches. To be five minutes lato might mean the loss of . pay check.
 sheiia stayed on. she was not in another show, as the dance dl- rector well knew. She could hear tho horn of Dicks car honking im- patiently through the open win- dow giving on the street. Then she heard the car draw away to round tho block. A traffic police- man had been responsible for that, no doubt! Presently she heard tho car pulling up to the curb again. Nine o'clock came. Nine.ffteen. sheila remained futtering. weav- Ing, twiriins, her hair Hopping, her heart pounding with fatigue, her face slightly flushed but her smile and her eyes serene. At D:30, on Dicks fifth round of the block. she appeared !n. tho doorway. She smiled gratefully and stopped Into tho seat beside | the wheen.
 "Tired 2" he asked. "Terribly. The air will do mo good, though. So will little food. Have you eatenf" Dick looked toward her in mild rebuke. "we're going to have din. ner together" he said gently. Nov and always, eheiiai Give up this cfazy road idea. won't you, and stav here9 PleaBel"
 lTo De Continued)