Evening star., 1934-03-11

ABOUT tnat radio contract for merchandising
/ can't handle these with you"
Excuses! With an angry little splurge she
stepped closer to him-no-she wouldn't get
angry; that would do no earthly good So
control coming to her assistance she laughed
instead. But it was rather hurt little laugh
bit out of focus.
See here, Dex-what's the trouble with
yOu?" she coaxed. There's no reason WHY We
shouldn't work together. 1 think I'd rather"
her voice was soft, rather like working with
you" How dead true that was,
He leveled his eyes at her. 1T can't be done
Pamela" he said bit stifny.
Pamela Strengthened Impatience pushed her
a little hard
"Oh, yes, Dex it can. And it's going to be-"
she said in a tone that was scrupulously gentle
Studying a radio audience isn't going to occupy
every minute OF the day; of this day any
other YOU'RE she stopped; her eyes
flashed. What's the matter with you anyway?
Have you wife and child at home that you
should be afraid to trust yourself to the clutches
of a designing woman?"
He smiled grimly. She thought he looked a
bit embarrassed. What long time you've
taken to ask me that
A MARRIED man Shed somehow never
thought of it before. Just because he'd
mover talked about his wife-or sweetheart
no reason to believe one didn't exist.
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Dex-this has to be Strengthened out" He must
have observed the determined thrust of her
chin, the challenging Sea-blue eyes glinting their
command OF mo more nonsense" She held his
gaze and sternly waited while her ultimatum
sank to the deepest stratum of his intellipepce
At last Dex explained quietly "An right
I'll not assist with the colorng because it's not
in my line. I'm advertising expert that's
why Townsend hired me, why he likes my copy,
because I've concentrated on it, and it alone
instead of monkeying round in bunch of other
Underwriting departments. Instead of being
JACK OF all tTades-1 hope I'm master of one"
Pamela's eyes narrowed. "Oh," she said
evenly, 80 you think you're above a job like
color work! It's writing advertising copy for
yOu-and only that"
We'll, as you've put it that way" he offered
with bleak politeness, 'let it stand Dabblng
round with colors wasn't what was hired for"
Her voice lost its accusatory chill took on the
warmth OF earnest reasoning
"Temperamental! Snap out of it, Dex You
can't afford to lose your job. Be reasonable.
If you cooperate it will mean promotion in the
end. If you refuse-it will mean-your finish"
They stood there facing one another; blue
eyes covering the gray. Both defiant now.
Pamelas fingers gripped the desk-vaiting,
yearnng for his acquiescence. But it did not
come.
Well, she had to give 1t up. Dex had forced
her into it, forced her into a despicable course.
So she pressed a button-and sickening
sensation rushed up her spine, for with that
act she knew she had relinquished all hope
now of keeping Dexter near her.
Almost instantly Mr.. Townsend entered with
all the dignity his rotund shortness would allow
Pamela began quietly: "Mr. Townsend, there
seems to be some misunderstanding or other
Dexter Holmes persists in refusing to lend as
sistance on this color styling"
Dexter's fne-cut nose quvered slightly
r. ls,.Lo
Holmes?"
Dexter said steadily, MY works in the field
of writing copy, sir. I was trained for that"
Mr.. Townsend snorted And in the mean
time what's going to happen to this merchan-
away behind hand? Let it rot.
I suppose, for all you care! Your work will
jolly well be in whatever field dictate, Holmes.
Get that. If you won't do it-think it's be-
meath you-In have to get some one who will"
Pameas heart stopped She suspected that