The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-08-26

body here by the name of Miss
 Eve Bayliss?" he inquired. He carried a box from & florists shop. Flowers! Eve wondered if Earle Barnes could have sent them
 in honor of her promotion. Per- haps even MT Bixby. There were six yellow rosebuds, long-stemmed | with glossy, deep green leaves. The card in the tiny envelope read,
 'Love from Dick"
 Eve brushed one of the fra l grant buds with her lips and with a topaz bar pin fastened it below the collar of her frock. The other five buds she arranged in a | pottery vase that was kept on her desk.
 Arlene Smith and Marya vlad entered the office together. Ar lene was modern, inclined to be slangy. She wore the extremes in fashion and wore them well. Her dark eyes were shaded by an intriguing long black fringe and her soft black hair was kept sleek through weekly visits to the beauty shop. Marya was pretty young Bohemian girl whose fair hair was parted above a broad white forehead and whose gentle dignity gave evidence of the care full training to which her old world mother held firmly.
 The girls showered Eve with questions about her trip to New York and exclaimed rapturously over the gifts she had brought them-a dram of jasmine per- fume in 8 crystal bottle for Myra and a new lipstick for Arlene.
 Eve corrected hte profs and sent them to the buyers of the departments represented for their approval. Then she went to the basement hat shop to discuss to- morrow's. sale. She jotted down de- Scriptions and prices and selected several hats for sketching. Please send these up at once," she said. Miss Vlad wants them right away"
 "I'm sorry bu haven't any, replied crisply. "All the girls on an errand boy in sight. I'd bring them up myself but I have to go to the receiving room to look over in"
 Eve stacked the hats into an unwieldy pyramid and carried them to the office herself via the l freight elevator. She regarded l this task as beneath the dignity of her position and did not wish to be seen by anyone she knew. The buyers, she suspected, did not feel about this as she did. One of them was likely to appear in the advertising office at any time with a great armful of new mer- chandise. Even MT Bixby could be seen at times balancing stack of bandboxes or carrying an eve- ming gown over his arm. MT Bixby believed firmly in the dig nifty of any useful, honest labor. At staff meetings he frequently enlarged on that theme.
 Eve entered the office and drop ped the hats on a table near Marya's drawing board. A girl she had pever seen was sitting at her desk-the desk that had been Alice Marshalrs. A small, blond girl with round, blue eyes.
 'This is Miss Allen, Miss Bay less," Marya said. "She's going to have your old place."
 Eve smiled and offered her hand. How do you do, Miss Allen. I hope you will like it here as much as the rest of us do."
 Languidly the young woman withdrew limp hand from Eyes friendly clasp. "Oh, I know I'm going to adore it here," she drawled, taking Eve's measure with hostility that she scarcely took the trouble to veil. V
 Eve brought a layout sheet. a ruler, sharpened pencil and piece of art gum to the desk where the new girl was seated. Mona Allen made no move to va cate her place. That will be your desk over there, Miss Allen" Eve said, indicating a smaller, shabbier desk stacked with news papers ad merchandise. "I haven't had time to clear 1t out because I've been away for a week. But I'll get my things o,,t