The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-10-12

Look who's here, found herself being irritable and disagreeable.
 AS they were finishing their dessert, Bobby loked at her anx- iously.
 whats the mater tonight, honey?" he asked. Aren't you feeling well?"
 I'm all right" she said. Just just a little tired, or something, I guess"
 He looked at her fondly.
 You're working too hard," he announced. Honey, when you going to quit that old office and let me take care of you? That's what you need.'
 It is not!" she snapped = and instantly became contrite at the hurt look in his eyes. "Oh, Bobby, didn't mean it that way" she said, taking his hand. But don't you see I cant just drop every thing and marry you until you're really able to take care of me. We can't jump into marriage un- til we're ready for it. Financially, I mean.'
 Instead of being wounded by this, Bobby only laughed.
 That" he said with mock sad ness, lis what I get for being in love with the daughter of a bank president"
 She flushed, and laughed ag- grievedly.
 You always make me sound like gold-digger, she protested.
 Well, I'm doing all right, these days he said. We could get along fine"
 Please, Bobby" she said. Lets not argue about it tonight. Let's let's go dance somewhere, or some thing, and not quarrel"
 Good idea" said Bobby. Look -how about going back to the Golden Feather again and seeing life in the raw?"
 She heSitated; and then told herself, "Oh. for pity sakes, what's the matter with you? You probably won't bump into Sandy there, and if you do, what of it?" Aloud she said, All right-let's." So they went out and got taxi and went to the night club.
 The hour was early, and there was only handful of people scat tered about in the club. They fol- lowed the headwaiter to table along the wall, and as they reached it Bobby glanced idly at the couple at the next table. His face lit up with recognition, and Jean heard him say, "Why-hello there."
 She looked. There sat Sandy, with a striking-looking girl in an expensive purple frock. Jean was astonished to discover that her first emotion, on seeing them, was a small, instinctive stab of jeal- ousy. Sandy got up and beckoned to them. ..
 Look who's here,' he said gaily. Come on and sit with us. Here" he motioned to the waiter to bring chairs. "This is Eve Lewis, :" he went on, addressing Jean and Bobby. The girl looked up and smiled in friendly fashion. Eve, these are" he suddenly stopped and grinned. "Doggoned if I have mt forgotten your names" he said.
 Jean instantly thought, ~He remembers mine but he's forgot ten Bobby's, and he doesn't want Bobby to know" Bobby was con- pleting the introduction, as this thought was going through her head, and a moment later all four of them were seated together. If Jean had felt a twinge of jealousy it was evident that Eve Lewis did not feel any similar emotion. She was cordial and gay, and seemed genuinely glad that they had joined them, and Jean discovered presently that she was quite likable person. Perhaps the girl was made up with just shade too much care, and her frock might have been molded to her figure with just 8 litle too much fidelity to all the curves which it was supposed to conceal-yes, she really was a little bit flamboyant, perhaps but she had 8 nice smile and a pleasant voice, and her attitude to- ward Sandy was not unduly possess sive.
 The orchestra began to play. twill you dance, Miss Lewis?' asked Bobby. She got up. "Okay," she said. And by the way. it's Mrs. Lewis" They glided off on the dance floor. Sandy turned to Jean with quizzical grin "Dance?" he asked. She shook her head.
 Let's just sit here, if you don't mind and since when have you forgotten my name?"
 His grin became broader.
 That was all right, wasn't it?' he asked. She smiled and nodded
 "Your girl friend is nice," she said presently.
 "Oh, she's not my girl friend, he said. I'm holding that job open for you. She's the wife of pal of mine. He's going to meet us here pretty quick" He looked toward the door.
 There he is now" A slight, black-haired man was coming toward them. He wore a carefully tailored dinner coat, and he seemed to be something of a dandy. He reached the table ano Sandy introduced him as MT | | .ewis. He drew A fifth chair tf