The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-02-07
SYNOPSIS

# SLNOA-9lS
 GALE HENDERSON, pretty and g, works i'm a silk mill. She and her 10-ycar-Old brother, EHiTl, support their invalid fnfher.
 STEVE MEYERS who also
 works in the mill asks Gale to 1llnrry him. She promises to give him an answer i'm a few days.
 Later that evening Gale goes skating on the river, goes through the ice and Is rescued by BRIAN WESTMORE, whose 1ather, now dead, built the mill. Brian asks Gale to wait while he gets his car but when he returns she Is gone.
 Brian has come home after two years in Paris, convinced he can never be an artist and eager 10 go to work in the mill. ( vICkY THATCHER, daughter of ROBERT THATCHER, gem geral manager of the mill, schemes to captivate Brian.
 Brian secs Gale i'm the mill and recognizes her. Next evening he asks if he can walk home with her. Gale refuses, but Steve secs them together ai>l later she and Steve quarrel.
 Lonely, Gales goes skating again. She meets Brian and they skate together. He asks her to meet him again next evening.
 CHAPTER XVI.
 Brian went on, not waiting for an answer. "We'll skate up the river" he said, maybe as far as the Fulton Bridge. It's smooth all the way, they say. And solid"
 When there was no answer he turned. 'See here" he said, you're not going to say you won't come :? Not doing the disappearing act again when we're just getting acquainted?"
 "You'd better not" Brian said heartily. What time shall we make it?'
 The campfire was only bed of smoking embers now. Brian turned his heel on half-burned bit of drift wood and looked up. Gale had moved farther into the shadows.
 She said. T shouldn't come"
 "Why not?
 Because shouldn't" she told him.
 Doesn't sound like a good req son to me. Do you mean you don't want to?"
 s.I didn't say that"
 Well. look here, you and I went to school together, didn't we? We're practically old friends. I'll bet we know a lot of the same peo- ple--"
 "Yes," she agreed, "I suppose we do. But we're not in school now. I-I can't stay and talk about it any longer. I've got to go--"
 Not until you tell me when I'm going to see you again. What am I to do? You won't talk to me at tho mill. You won't let me walk home with you. Can come to your house ?''
 ''No," she said quickly. "Oh, no, you mustn't do that?'
 "But want to see you!" He was near enough to touch her, though he did not. II like you, Gale Hem derson. I like you a lot"
 The dark lashes were lowered. an oval misty-white. Gale did AOt 0pCdh LOl h ilolilthts siiO said slowly, "Fll-try to come. l can't promise for sure"
 "What time?"
 saThe same time as tonight"
 ''I'll be waiting." he assured her. .s Gale stepped out on the ice. She said, Its only little way to the boat house. I'd rather you didn't come with me-" t.M uynIi'ca aiIra Unu'll hp all right?"
 "Of course will. Good night"
 "Good night"
 She skated rapidly, but 1t could not have been the exercise that made her cheeks glow so warmly and set her pulse to pounding. It couldn't have been the exercise that put the star-shine in the gray eyes.
 The lamp in the living room was burning as Gale came up the front walk. She left herself in the house and her father looked up from the book he was reading. "Have a good time?" he asked. "Yes. The ice was like glass"
 Many skating?"
 "Quite a few"
 She went into the kitchen to dry her skates and put them away. When she came back she asked, "Phil hasn't come in yet?"
 "No."
 Gale returned to the kitchen. A few minutes later she was back. T think I'll go to bed" she said. sIs there anything you want?"
 Her father shook his head. "Go on and get your sleep" he said. 1 EI ADDED FANNY CAVc.