The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1935-07-10
CHAPTER THREE


TO and Tubby and Bret did full
- justice to the food. When, at
last. Bret leaned back in his chair
with contented sigh and produced
a package Of cigarets there was lit
tie left on the table but the paper
containers and the modest table
ware 10 had found in the kitchenet
"Tubby," 10 said, L don't know
what I'll do without you this sum-
mer. simply couldn't have
dragged myself outside for dinner
I don't want to take all the
credit" Tubby told her. 1T was
partly Bret's idea"
Bret looked at 10 through the
gray haze Of cigaret smoke. "And
now I think Tubby and I ought TO
be skipping back TO the campus
You'll need a full nights rest in
preparation for tomorrow"
And true enough 10 found her
self quite ready to sleep again when
Tubby and Bret had gone. She was
so weary that she had only her bag
brought up from the luggage room,
and in the space Of very few min
utes she had donned blue pajamas,
left call at the desk for 7 and
climbed between the sheets.
When she was awakened the US
ually dingy room was bright with
early morning June sunshine, and
as 10 rummaged IN her bag for her
toilet kit she astonished herself by
breaking into a song. Really, it
wasn't so bad to be on your own,
to be facing the world with only
your two hands and your brain.
Especially when the morning was
as bright as this Onel
On the table was the newspaper
Bret had left, folded at the adver-
tisement he'd advised her to follow
up. When she had dressed, 10 tore
out the little rectangle of printing
and showed it into the pocket of
her suit. She still felt certain,
somehow, that she was going to be
successful in getting this job. She
had a "hunch" about it-and JOS
lunches weren't too often wrong.
CHE stopped for breakfast at a
y little coffee shop in the same
block as the Fendale, and when she
had finished she inquired about the
address of her prospective job.
"Oh, that's right near here" the
cashier said. Just turn to the
right at the next block down, and
then walk about four blocks"
10 thanked her, glad indeed that
the distance didn't call for carfare.
The advance rent at the Fendale
had left very little money, and
10 was determined that she would
not appeal again to her parents for
help. And if I get this place, ="
she thought, Il can walk to work.
That would be Northumberland
healthy"
When she reached the proper
block it took her some little time
to locate the address, but at last
she found it, and her heart sank.
1t was not very preposSessing
establishment. What she saw was
hardly anything more than a small
store room with rather a narrow
door, and over the front was a
weathered sign which read Browns
Marine Supply Company"
In the tiny show windows there
were a few coils of rope, some brass
at-harGware quite unfamiliar to
10. and a model of a sailing ship.
But in the store itself she saw two
small. sleek mahogany runabout
motorboats set on blocks.
She tried the door and found 1t
locked, and she was staring diScon-
solately at the ship model when a
rather gruff voice startled her.
We'll, you're early, anyhow"
She turned to see a short, middle
aged man peering at her near
sightedly. He f1shed in his hip
pocket for ring of keys, selected
one and proceeded to open the door.
Did you come in answer to the
ad in the paper?"
Yes" 10 said. I'm 10 Darien,
and-wen, I'd like to work for
YOU"
He looked at her quizzically, "Oh,
you would, would you?"
At this question 10 became not at
all sure that she would. But she
remembered. Bret's words; "Ot
course, it's only half-time-but it'll
help you keep your chin up, and it
will give you the afternoons to look
for something else"
I'm Brown" the man said
Owner and proprietor. Come on
in"
TO followed him through the store
y and into a tiny back compart-
ment which could hardly be called
an Office.
You look pretty young" Brown
said, cycling her again in the glare
d