The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-02-04
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SYNOPSIS


 GALE HENDERSON, pretty and a, works in silk mill. She and her 1e-yeaP-OId brother, PHIL, support their invalid father.
 STEVE MEYERS, who also wOrls fin the mill. asks Gale to nsaFry him. She promises 10 give nim an answer in few days.
 Later that evening Gale goes Skating on the river, goes Through the ice and Is rescued by BRIAN WESTMORE, whose fnfher, now dead, built the mill. Brian asks Gale to wait while he gets his car but when he re- turns she Is gone.
 Brian has come home after two years in Paris, convinced he can never he an artist and eager @ go to work in the mill. VICkY THATCHER. daughter of ROB- ERT THATCHER, general man. ager of the mill, schemes to cap- Giyate Brian.
 Brian sees Gale in the mill and recognizes her.. Next evening when she comes from work she finds Brian waiting. He asks if he can walk home with her.
 CHAPTER XIII
 Brian Westmore was waiting for his answer.
 Gale knew everyone was watch ing them. A stream of men and women was pouring from the mill and Gale could feel their eyes on her. She could imagine what they were saying, too. Her cheeks flushed.
 And Brian Westmore stood there waiting. She said, T-Pm sorry but" and then she saw Steve not a dozen yards ahead. He had turned and was looking back at her. There's someone waiting for me-" Gale went on quickly. She raised her head, met Brian Westmore's eyes directly.
 "Oh, I sec. Well, good night"
 His smile was just as friendly as he moved away. Gale noticed how well he carried himself. He was almost az big as Steve, only straighter. And Josie was right about it; he certainly was good looking.
 There was still color in Gales cheeks as she hurried ahead to meet Steve. "f wondered if you waited" she began. "I didn't see you"
 "No, I guess you didn't"
 Steve was moving beside her now but there was something queer about his voice. Gale glanced at him side-wise. She said, "I sup pose you heard about Connie Bau- man fainting this afternCon?"
 "Yes, I heard about it.
 Something was definitely wrong. Steve didn't look at her. His voice was flat. almost cold. They walked in silence for q few moments and then he turned abruptly "Welr', he said. aren't you going to tell me about it?"
 "About what?"
 "About how you happen to be so friendly with Brian Westmorc?
 "Sfevev'
 Well. you are. aren't you? l saw you talking to him. smiling at him. You must be on pretty good terms. didn't know you were so well acquainted"
 .lale stopped. "You've no right to say things like that" she began. Steve interrupted before she could continue:
 cT, UdNtn '. Suppooc IL 7 nothing when the son of the owner of the mill hangs around the em- ployes' entrance, waiting for one of the girls! l suppose you think everyone in the mill isn't talking about you! Well, they are. About you and Brian Westmore. Every body saw you together. Did he ask for a date to-night?"
 "Steve Meyers! If you're trying to be insulting you're certainly sue ceoding."
 "I notice you haven't answered any of my questions
 "And what's more I don't intend to. Since when have I been obliged to account to you for the people I speak to. I'll talk to Brian West more or anyone else as often as l want to-"
 50 you did make date with him? You're going out with him." You can't talk to me like that,' no right to say such things,'
 Steve's voice was level, danger ously level. "You seem to be forgetting" he said, that I asked you question q few days ago. An important question. You promised me an answer and I've been wait ing for it."
 "Then you can have it right now I'm not going to marry you-ever! I-I thought I would once, but I've changed my mind. You've changed