Evening star., 1933-11-14
NsTALLMENT XVIII.

//NCT down. MIS-. HanQall-Or MISS
Santry-I judge you are Miss
Santry to the Office" Henry
~ Hume pushed his glasses to q
bivouac on his brow. We've
succeeded in contracting Senor Jules
Baltino. In Antilles. where he's living
in q state to which he was never &C
customed. thanks to the generosity OF
nv wife"
Sue gulping, Mrs. Hume isis"
Supporting Senior Baltino2" Henry
Hume blew smoke rings toward the
ceiling. Fortunately, yes. My agents
have been able to make the senior
understand he's in something Of hole.
His remittance Is liable to be cut OF
at any minute. Depending on how he
behaves. II he plays with me. he VIII
net tidy sum-in cash. II ne insists
on going gigolo, shall cut on my wifes
allowance and throw the matter into
the courts. And courts are notoriously
slow. when there is power to slow
them. Also, they are not so generous
with parasite wives as they used to be-"
Does Mrs. Hume know?"
"She does" Henry Hume smashed
out his cigar In a tray. "She knows
you are back in my office, too. Shes
threatened reprisals. Her idea was to
burst into these offices and make q
scene"
"But she can't, possibly. I'm leaving
now. I'll find another job. I'll
wait q minute. I said that was
her idea. She's changed 1t. It's too
expensive. 1t would cost her every
dollar she's getting from me and that
would mean the remittance to Baltino.
She wants Baltino."
"It's horrible!" Sue. shuttering 'She
scheming for the money to buy him,
and he looking for a safe bid. For Sc
curity. He'd sell himself, sell her. just
to be secure-to go on living the way
he wants to live"
"It's been done before" Henry
Hume smiled.
Sue, tingling. Her nerves a mesh Of
wires, which pricked and sparked. Her
mind chaos. With one sign blinking
through it, Guilty. She, too, had bar
gained for security. And had bought
chaos.
Henry Hume Lit another cigar.
"The worlds gone material" he said.
May as well accept it and ride with
the crowd. I've proposition to make
to you, Miss Santry-material for you,
considerably more than material. for
me. Until my wife called you to my
attention, you were just another name
on my pay roll Paris, for instance. II
I'd met you on any street in Paris, In
the Champs Elysee, the Rue de Ia Paix,
on the boulevards at night, you'd have
been another woman"
II scarcely knew I was In Paris, ex-
cept bought q coat couldn't afford"
Sue said.
''why-why, yesI You're right.
didn't have the consideration to give
you an occasional afternoon of, did I?
More materialisn I was driving for
goal A big deal to be closed. Well
More money, and my wife, who has
been a name and not a woman to me
for 10 years, buys herself gigolo. You
buy q coat you can't afford and my
wife buys q gigolo won't afford. The
whole trip was a waste"
I've wished thousand times I'd
never taken It,"
wishes are fishes" Henry Hume
drew geometrical figures on the blotter
Of his desk. Here's my proposition.
Miss Santry-may call you Sue?
Thanks. Sue, I've been watching you
since you were thrust on my notice.
have the bad breaks to thank for the
good break. You're the kind Of woman
man dreams about and reads about and
thinks about, if he has time to think
about ideals. You're a worker, Sue
You're not o digger. When you mar
ried Randall thought you were. Then
you came back to the Office and went
to work You've got the heart and the
courage man needs"
Mr.. Hume, had to come to
work"
mo. you didn't. I know all about the
drawing account. Unlimited. Sue, viii
you do me the honor of becoming my
wife? If you viii I'll let Sadie-the
wife in name only-get her divorce and
of to live In Europe or any other place
they won't bother U.S."
Mr.. Hume"
Couldn't you make it Henry My
friends call me Hal"
Hall don't know what to say. You
see I'm already married"
80 am l."
Marriages are supposed to be made
In heaven. guess heaven doesn't make
such good job of it."
Heaven starts US out right, but even
an archangel can't stop our botching
it. My proposition is open to you, Sue.
Indefinitely"
Sue, clutching Mathilda's arm.
Threading through traffic.
N1dtty, 11chAy 11ultlc proposal 10
me-"
Proposed what?" Mathilda jerked
Sue back to the curb. The red light
was glowing.
Marriage. He wants to marry me-"
Jimmy crickets!" Mathilda all but
fell of the curb. Don't tell me that
trick coat of yours flew overheard
again"
X i *
That evening, talking Henry Hume's
proposal over with Mathilda while they
tidied the kitchen after dinner, Sue
asked rather perplexing question.
Whats the matter with me, Matty?"
She confronted Mathilda, dish towel
and dripping plate in hano
Nothing that shows" Mathilda said,
surveying Sue. "Why?"
Two men in entirely different or
bits. social and traditional, have offered
me partnerships in the marriage busi-
ness. Neither one of them so much
as mentioned the word love. You'd
think the tender passion the poets rave
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