The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-09-01

snapped the young teacher as Eve permitted her eyes to z wander over the room. Js
 "Torgive me-" she. asked, I was just adm'rins the furnish, ings" .M. ,
 I'm glad you like the room,
 said Mrs Brooks. "Just before Miss McElhinney came hero | ,dis. carded the bed and worked out an idea Of my own. [ bought. n good spring and had legs. put on t. Then ! bought . mattress and some chihtz and fixed up that studio couch. It malSes the room look more like A living room and It's ever 50 conf fortable. tt fs.l
 Eve felt she wus a stupid bridge partner, but she did not 'sr' t <u .A,.as. e.sl3 Ss
 She returned home seon after midnight. thinking she. would find Dick there before her.ft n! deed.t she had fingered 'a. littie unstairs to t give him plenty, of time to return. Perhaps 1t would do him good to come home and 'finds Her away, 'g'is ts' ,s"r@ r'',fs ,s
 But Dick was not there. The place seemed dismal in spite of tho bright new paint and pretty furniahings. Eve stood at the sink and looked with dismay at the stack or unwashed dishes. She took an apron from . hook be-. hind the kitchen screen and ,.yyas about to nut it on. Then she hung it away again. She would leave tho dishes until morning She would set up, early and wash them. She was sleepy. tired and cross. and decided to, 70 to bed. She had not enjoyed the bridse game and was A. aggrieved that Dick could find pleasure In an evening spent away from her., II he was beginning SO carly In their to pfind. diversion else. where, what could it moan except that The was tiring Of his, homef
 Eve found d however. that sho was too tired and nervous to go te sleep. She tossed restlessly from side 10 side for. an hour or more, She was worried nov. about Dick. Perhaps something had happened to him. She felt sure that q lodge meeting would bo over before midnight The last time she looked at her alarm clock 1t was q quarter after one. Then, presently, she slept.
 She Awoke to tho sound of the brisk astropping of Chan'ss old. fashioned razor. She had argued with tim about the time con. stunned by this task but he merely laughed. hts eyes twinkling. xNaM sha sWnuiA hnv hinn q naw razor. Christmas would serve as an excuse. Btxby's had adver. tised .. tricky new safety razor with e6id trimmings. She wasn't going to have that ugly leather strop hanging in her bathroom.
 After . little the fragrance of coffee drifted in from the Kitchen. Eve remembered the unwashcd bed. For the first time since her Tnarraige she almost wished that she had given up her work at do. It would be pleasant to stay
 she found Dick cheerful but breakfast. H"Have to scram," he saius tnSuiy uFas"inB cuP VI coffee. I'm late. I'll grab a sandwich somewhere if I can find time for 1t after the work is uh- der way Then he kissed her
 He had made no explanations of his absence the night before and her pride had prevented her from questioning. him. Hurt and indignant, Eve made some toast and poured cup of the now luke warm coffee. But she could not cat. Swiftly she cleared the table and washed last nights dishes. but in spite of her haste, she was q half hour late in reaching, the
 "Oh.. Miss Bayiess!" Mona Allen called to. her as, she entered. "'Mr' Barnes has been looking everywhere for you s-ss
 Eve, Ignored this, thrust. Arr iene, emerging from Barness ,,of- flee a few minutes later. handed Eve some, proofs. to correct. Fas- tened to them. with as paper clip was . hastily. .penciled ncte from Arlene. Get these z out qf: the way as quickly as possibiosy st read. "iiis highness Is wild about something" s7 ~ |.
 Later Eve and Arlene .specu- lated eon, the cause of Barnes xdis- play of, temper--a thing most un-
 -'T think Mr Bixby,s been tal.- ing .. hand in running the .ofIlec again.. Arlene cenflded. 1 'I knows he thinks expenses in our department are higher than tlIsy need. 10 he and higher than the volume .of. this years Christmas selling warranta. Wonder what the outcome will be! Barnes was on the noint of resIgninE Inst yckr .i.: snd ns only & agreed rs n,Sv ;S stay ny.s. sn ised nands-ofg policy toward tho advertising office. Sometimes think Me Bixby wouldn't care