Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise. (Pocomoke City, Md.) 1921-1953, 1935-05-10

evening, Belinda tells him he will
have to make appointments through the
Thurman Company.
CHAPTER v
Miss Fogg toted the enormous flor
lists box into Belinda's room at half
past ten. Belinda was awake.
$50 you told him where I was as
soon as I was out of the house," she
remarked coldly.
"You can't escape life," Miss Fogg
announced in voice that carried Be-
linda back to horsey, intent face
over mathematics textbook and calm
precise seedlings a long time ago.
"Why do you torture yourself with
these elaborate hazards you are build
ing?"
Temper exploded in Belinda like
an abruptly accelerated time-fused
bomb.
"No!" she cried, 81 can't escape life
and I can't escape you. You haven't
emotions. Don't look at me like that.
! know what you want! You don't
care if I wreck my life just so I mar
ry that man and give you safe berth
from then on!"
Miss Fogg said nothing. Her i'm
passive countenance turned away, that
was all. Half an hour later Belinda
apologized in flood of nervous tears.
Belinda went to lunch with Eliot
Millard. She was surprised to dis
cover how glad she was when he called
how glad she was, too, that there was
no slightest reason why, now, she
shouldn't go out with anyone she chose
She had known Elliot several years.
met him at Princeton prom one Fall
when Johnny was in Mexico. Elliott
was frail, slightly stopped young
man who had written book about
Russia. He had gentle, distant voice
and a doglike devotion to Belinda.
She was so clearly sympathetic that
he asked permission to hold her hand
in the Workers Cafeteria where they
lunched. She felt foolish, but she let
him. Elliot was very sad. He had
been out of job for year and be-
moaned the fact that only the bour-
geoise had opportunities for court
ship. He told her about his work with
the Comrades, he told her about his
new book, he told her how he had
scraped pennies together for week
to buy her luncheon in case she should
accept. Belinda was touched.
Here was an intelligent young man,
better read, more tolerant, more SER
ious than Johnny toward life's veri-
ties. She might fall in love with him
serenely -. without stampede. She
might. She was pleasantly drowsy
when they came out into the sunshine
Of East Thirteenth Street.
They returned uptown on the SUBJ
way and here an incident occurred
which upset what would otherwise
have been a significantly pleasant
luncheon. The car was crowded and
they had to stand. A hard-faced man
in a derby, pressed close to Belinda
by the other passengers, commenced
pressing, she became aware, offensive
ly closer.
She whispered to Elliot: "This man
is annoying me-"
Elliot glanced at the man, patted hel
shoulder and whispered in reply
"Then move this way a bit DEAR"
There burst upon Belinda's hall
frightened, half-revolted mind an ir
repressible rapid movie of whaI
Johnny's response to that informa
ton would have been. She could al
most hear police car sirens answering
that riot call.
The next stop was theirs and was
fortunately, at hand. They pushe,
out and Belinda stopped Elliot on tn,
platform to say: "You didn't seem t,
be upset that I was insulted in tn
car"
Elliot blinked, raised his eyebrows
"But my dear, he was a pathetic psy
copathic case. What could do
Surely you wouldn't have had me cal
the Cossacks?"
Her anger dissipated quickly an
she laughed. you're priceless, Fl