Evening star., 1934-05-14
INSTALLNiENT XVIII.

TT UNDERSTAND there's some
- trouble about your being in
my production" Martin Segal
Il said to Sandra when she came
into his Office and had been
| rendered a chair close to the throne.
| She had heard the boss described as
anything from an ogre to plumed
knight.
"Trouble?" Sandra repeated.
Don't be alarmed. I refer, OF
course, to your mothers objections"
Sandra sighed relief. The thought
| that perhaps her work in the chorus
| had displeased the maestro had been
disquieting.
oh" she said. II know that mother
is against my being connected with
the theater in any way. You see,
mother has been sort of planning a
marriage for me. She has the mid
Victorian attitude toward work for
women and toward the theater."
"Um" Combination of red hair and
gray eyes was good. Come to think
of it, he had noticed this girl in the
line. Had meant to inquire who she
was. How do you feel about it, Miss
Reynal?" he asked in his suavest So
ciety voice. Work, I mean, and the
theater?"
Il like it a lot," Sandra replied, "as
far as I've gone. I want to remain"
Segal knitted carefully plucked eye
brows. Perhaps it can be arranged"
he said, unctuously. Are you of age?"
Just"
Then I can't see any objection to
your staying. Youth must be served"
That was good. He must remember
that one. Things came to him some-
times.
Thank you. Mr. Segal." Sandra
rose. I shall try very hard, SO I may
repay you for the trouble I've caused"
The boss rose. too. IN have Mrs.
Segal look you up to find how you're
making out" He saw Sandra to the
door. Behind him there was an ex-
change of looks between the personal
secretary and the general utility
stenographer. The caller was a lady
of Importance.
Miss Mason" Segal directed the
personal secretary when the door had
closed on Sandra. IF Mrs. Reynal
calls, in person or by phone. I'm not
in. I've gone away. You don't know
when III be back"
so this old dame thought her
daughter was too good to be glorified
by Segal? Fat chance shed have
Cabling to him. The girl was a rare
one. Wished he could find a dozen
more like her. They certainly had
something over there on the other
side of the avenue you didn't put on
with brush. The sooner he settled
his own kids on that side the better.
Sandra had asked Stephen Hale to
wait for her at the Twelfth street
apartment. They were to have dinner
early SO she could get to the theater.
Steve was in the vestibule when
Sandra arrived. Il warn you not to
lose yourself in these spacious rooms" 4"
she said, opening the door of her
apartment. Her laugh belied apology
for cramped quarters. She was in
ordinately proud of her tiny home 1t
had given her the first sense of pro-
prietory pride she had ever expert
enced. AS she helped Steve with his
coat, she noticed his arm was
bandaged. I'm so sorry about your
wing. Is it serious?"
Good old stage tree. If it hadn't
fallen on my arm wouldn't be here
should chip a piece off that prop
and hang it around my neck, or stick
it in the family album" He laughed
Nifty nest, this"
II love it. Want to see my kitch-
emp" Sandra motioned toward a
screen. Steve peered around the cor
ner.
Does it work."
Rather. Come on over sometime
after I've practiced up a bit and I'll
show you what it can do"
I'm pretty handy myself among
the pots and pans. Maybe I can
give you a lift" Steve stood back
surveyed her. ANY bad effects from
the tree?"
mo. Just a small bump" He-
eyes tried to escape the ardor in his
"Show me-" Obediently she low
cred her head, guiding his hand to
the tender spot behind her left ear.