Evening star., 1934-03-11

Her faced slanted on the bias "Meaning?"
He inspected the floral pattern on his plate.
''Townsy, for instance"
oh yes, Townsy," she said. He likes me-
He takes me to the Astor once a week for
dinner and proposal-between dessert and cof-
fee. This was his day Only you got in ahead
of him"
Dex grinned. Don't you-ever accept?"
She shook her head. But you can never
tell-what might do in a weak moment! The
poor working girl, you know" Shed keep up
the method of her levity 'Townsy isn't to be
sneezed at. He's success-if sporting several
automobiles, a town and country house and
heading up snooty New York advertising con-
cern is being one
Dex appeared thoughtful continuing an in
terest in the pattern his plate "A girl could
dc worse, I guess-that is'-and there was a
twinkle in his eye--.if she didn't object
having red squat foot ball for a husband"
She threw him devastating glance. "Cat!"
He ignored that and attended to the chicken
sandwich garnished by a big fat gherkin lust
placed in front of him.
But you'll possibly never marry" he re-
marked, because you've done a corking job
for yourself You've not felt the need of any
one, that's why The sea-blue eyes glowed
across into the gray you've cranked up old
Townsys business like the very deuce since
you Joined the force. You've pulled the lowest
low territories clear to the top! You're in
dispensable. No wonder he wants to marry
you-keep you in the firm"
Her chin few up Dexter Holmes! You
insect YOU"
We'll he's a good business man isn't hep"
His business has nothing to do with his
hls'-she houndered for a vord-"his amor
ousness." she said haughtily.
He spluttered. Imagine Townsy amorous!"
Hes really very nice. know exactly what
he's like. And he's very agreeable person,
too" She shot him a scathing look
Yes. I guess you could do worse" said
Dexter seriously as he consulted his watch, -
good deal worse"
DETURNING to her apartment Pamela Lane
~ felt miserable: shed had no right to talk
in that strain to Dex. She had meant through
a contrived levity to extract the truth from
him about his avoidance Of that work with her
and she had failed.
Shed probably bored him stid yapping about
herself so much. Excruciating taste.
For instance; about marrying Townsy, Il
wouldn't marry him." she vowed As her tooth
brush ratified into q glass; "f he were the
amen to Q prayer"
She hoped profoundly that their outing TO-
gether might mean the thawing of Dexter's icy
barrier at the Office from now on If he con-
tinued to refuse she decided she'd be compelled
to tell Townsy about his stubbornness. She
hated to do it, but it would be the only course
When she arrived in the morning her desk
was inundated with mail. There were several
new products waiting to be styled, and Pamela
wanted them to be successful. Shed pull Dex
in on that; talk over the tints and shades with
him. He'd be compelled to do the color work
on them while she attended to her training
course for dealers salesmen.
She pushed the buzzer In a moment Dex
came in.
'Yes?" He stood at attention. his dark head
reaching to within q few inches of the doors
framework.
Pamela got up. Listen, Dex" she said firm
N; but inwardly squirming miserably, take
these"-she extended some envelopes to him
They're old products, but you've got to make
them screech out at people that they're new
and make 'em believe it, see? Splash 'em up
with reds and green's and suitable combina-
tions Make 'em talk"
Deliberately he put them down on the desk
again Il can't. Miss Lane. I've my own ad- >
'vertiSing dope to write AlSo I've got to see