Evening star., 1933-10-22

pear into the sun room. You'd think.
with an opportunity to meet the most
eligible bachelor in the East-there he
is now-he's coming this way. Oh, If
she'd only waited"
Jeffrey Randall was indeed hurrying
along the deck in the direction OF Sues
chair. At the moment he reached the
sun room door Mathilda Fetherstone
emerged directly into his path Sue
watched them stop, exchange greetings,
then round the sun room and Saunter
away in the opposite direction.
What disappointment" Mrs.
Cragston sighed. Il thought should
meet him. Then, Of course, I could
manage his introduction to Delphine
myself The woman with him-she Is
your companion?"
Sue suppressed pr S. ia a pixie grin. This
mo. Miss Fetherstone is the man
ager Of the Offices In which / am en-
Mrs, craeston gasped. stared at Sue
with widening hostile eyes.
"1-I-don't quite understand"
in the ofrces of Henry Hume &. Co, 81
Broad street. New York City
"Stenographer! Er-yes. Very in
teresting. I'm sure" Then. hopefully
Young girls nowadays like to try their
wings-it's more exciting-business.
time"
I'm not trying my wings, Mrs
Cragston Sues voice, incisive. I'm
earning my living
"Oh0indeed?" Mrs. Cragston stiff
fened Quite noble. I'm sure. You'll
excuse me. won't you, Miss Santry? /
must find Delphine"
Sue. laughing silently, at the disap-
pearing back Of Mrs. s. Van Pelt
Cragston. An undercurrent of acrimony
in the laugh. BY the simple expedient
of announcing herself a wage-earner
she had rid herself of an importunate
should she resent the riddance? She
did resent it. Shed like to take Mrs.
S. Van Pelt Cragston by the shoulders
and shake her until all the pearls
she was wearing clattered down on the
deck OF the ship. II she. Sue Santry,
had pearls, she'd know better than to
wear them at breakfast! What insult
ferable snobs women could be. women
who wore pearls at breakfast and put
their children in shop windows! Money.
Position. Neither was enough. One must
have both. She, Sue Santry, was a
pauper.
"All right. Sue" Mathilda pumped
into her chair. I'VE thought we'd wait
until the field was clear before we
ventured into the open"
If you're being annoyed. Sue. III
find a way to stop it, Jeffrey Ran
dalrs rugged jaw thrust out belliger--
ent He stood by Sues chair, feet
planted apart.
Sue, struggling Why should she feel
as she did about Jeffrey? Jeffrey
wanted to be kind. To be helpful. For
what reason? He was another CragSton.
Higher even than Cragston. The
Cragstons of the world always had some
reason for wanting to be kind to theif
interiors. When the higher-upS stopped
to fraternize with the lower-downs,
there was a reason. Amusement, pique,
excitement of the chase.
I'm not being annoyed. I'm being
amused" Sues curling lips belying
the words. Mrs Cragston insists on
interesting me in your meeting her
daughter Delphine.'
You'll pardon me If I don't sub
scribe to the idea" Jeffrey seated him.
self in the chair next to Sues. The
frown on his brow was dour furrow.
why not?' Sue baited. You'd like
Delphine. She's one of your own people.
Extra special. not just mill-ends, like
me-and Matty."
I'm not meeting the young woman
Jeffrey said with biting finality, "for
a number of reasons, only one of which
might interest you-that is. I know all
the people I care to know on this ship"
Sue, smarting under the reproof. none
too gently administered. knowing she
deserved to smart. She couldn't ex-
pect to 60 on sniping at Jeffrey with
out drawing fire.
Il suppose they do seem a dull lot
to you" The thin edge of sarcasm she
had inserted under the remark ought
to cut
Most of them are Jeffrey grinned,
his contagious bad-boy grin, lightly
peppered with freckles. Lets forget
them and think about the morning.
It's such swell morning we ought to
do something about it,
You'll have to move fast" Mathilda
warned. "The big game-hunting man,
ma has just popped through the sun
room door, headed this way. Looks
like-yes, she has daughter Delphine in
tow"
What. after the shock I just gave
her?' Sue, feigning horrification. Il
confessed to her: Matty, that we are
only a couple Of stenographers The
poor dear fed as from the pestilence
I thought she'd gone to complain about
US to the captain
Better run for it." Mathilda urged
Jeffrey. Even now the Cragstons may
be able to cut off your escape
Thanks, I'm remaining Jeffrey's
eyes were clear ice over gray pools.
(To Be Continued)