Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1933-09-21

Without taking of her coat and hat
she showed Sam away from the board
SAM" she said, ''thanks lot. You
80 to lunch now. And bring me in
ham sandwich and a cup Of coffee,
dark, with plenty Of sugar, will you.
Ny heads splitting"
She plugged in on Mr.. Boyd's tele-
phone. swat a minute; I'll get my
money. Mr.. Boyd" she announced
silkily through the telephone, "the
tickets have come. They're here"
mo-" came his shrill voice, they're
here, right before me-. Miss York,
thank you. And after this, when you
are on the board" he added fussily.
Il wish you'd not go to lunch until
do. That idiot boy that was in charge
while you were out is no use what
ever-no use whatever. He got my
calls all balled up. Get me the Climb
club, right away, please"
Shirley's smile faded. and the bright
spots on her cheeks disappeared.
swell, for cats sake. What hap
pened, Sam?" she said.
"The tickets came about FIVE minutes
after you left. You didn't give me
chance to tell you. Messenger brought
them and the boss paid for them"
"Oh," said Shirley. She felt her
fiat handbag. run along, Sam; and
never mind that sandwich and coffee
I'm not hungry"
AS Sam disappeared, Shirley stood
up to take off her hat and coat.
"Here, I'll take them" She looked
up at the voice and saw Peter stand
ing before her. whats the trouble?
Old P. B. going strong" His straw
matched head bobbed comfortingly
and his voice was deep and sympa-
thetic.
"Well what do think I did? You
see, he told me to telephone for two
tickets for tomorrow's matinee. He
said have 'em here by three. Then
at twelve he asks me where they are.
l said they'd be here by three, and he
said he'd told me they must be here
by one. So hop up after them. The
man / had telepEoned to wasn't there
and the man who was there didn't
have any message. SO I got two good
seats on the aisle, paid eleven dollars
for them and fifty cents for a taxi,
and get back to find the blamed tickets
had been delivered while l was away.
So I'm out eleven dollars and not
even thank you. And now what'Il
do? / can't return them before to-
morrow afternoon and maybe that'Il be
too later'
'Tll tell you what, Shirley" said
Peter gravely. I'll take them"
"You? But you don't even know
what they're for"
"Yeah, but I want to get a couple
Of tickets for a matinee tomorrow and
I haven't got time to get them" He
watched the bright spots come back to
Shirley's cheeks as he gave her a ten
dollar bill and a one
"Oh!" there was a relief in Shirley's
tone. you must think a lot of the
girl friend"
But Peter was gone. When he came
UdCh AllecH ulluutcS ldL6E lie QdQ
sandwich and cup Of coffee for her.
II heard you tell Sam not to get IT,"
he said, as he clumsily unfastened
the wrapping around the sandwich and
pried the cover off the coffee con-
tainer. you try to eat it, now"
"Try!" grinned Shirley. 'I'm starved.
But you must let me pay for it. You
must be strapped, with your ritzy girl
friend"
'"That's what I wanted to tell you
about" said Peter Peterson. sits
you. l want you to go to that matinee
with me-" And he went blushingly
from the room.
AS Shirley saw his straw-thatched
head bobbing over his books through
the glass partition, she thought: Fun
ny 1 never noticed it. He looks like
one Of those big blond giants that dis
covered America. Viking, wasn't itT'