The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-11-13

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The name Of the boat is the Wood
Nymph. I'll phone the skipper To ex-
pect you"
"Thank you, Mr.. Woodford. /
can't tell you how much really
appreciate"
Forget 1t, Miss Craig" He
smiled up at her. II need q singer
aboard and you're q good one"
Julia hoped so. She hurried back
into her Office, her thoughts In q
whirl. Fo1 the rest OF the after
noon she went through her work
like an automaton, and got pre-
cious little done. She could scarce
ly wait to get to the apartment
and tell the good news W Amy
Sanders.
But Amy wasn't at all surprised
that Julia was TO get her chance.
But she was astonished at It's
source.
II knew you'd finally bump IN
to n break, Julia. When q girl
wants q thing MS bad as you want
this, she finally gets there. But II
does bowl me over that you'd find
the rainbow right In your own
office. Right In the place you've
been trying TO get away from"
Julia laughed. 1--WE found the
rainbow. But not the pot OF gold
yet. Nobody knows whether Smith
Garland will like my singing"
Nobody but Smith Garland" adj
mitted Amy. But think what a
break 1t rs for him TO hear you
aboard Woodford's yacht. He'll
know you work for Woodford, and
that you're a guest on board
mot n guest" amended Julia.
I'm just going along as an enter
tainer.'
Amy gave Julia long look. do
you really believe thatp"
"Why, of course. Mr.. Woodford
said he needed singer, and he
happened TO hear me spelling all
that lovely radio music"
Listen, julia" her roommate In
terrupted. I'm about Ave years
older than you. so that makes
five more years I've watched the
males OF the species In action
Woodford could have got all the
singers he wanted. He wants you
10 go along" -, -.
IF I thought you were right !
wouldn't CO."
"Oh, I don't mean he doesnt
want you To sing, darling. And ]
don't mean he asked you for any
other reason except that he liked
the way you sang. HE probably
doesn't realize II himself as yet
but he thinks you're o pretty neat
dish"
You're talking q lot OF nonsense,
Amy. Mr.. Woodford doesn't know
| exist except as q secretary"
HE will after this yacht trip
It's funny how an evening dress
can change female employe into
a woman"
Julia smiled. you've been see
Ing too many movies, Amy!"
Laugh II you must ut this old
gray head" Amy misquoted cheer
fully. But youll see" -
In her rush to be at 70 he yacht
club which was a''considerable
distance from the apartment build
Ing, Julia quite forgot Amy's we'll
meant warnings. From the depths
OF the dressing room she called
out, Anything special you should
take on q yacht trip, Amy? I've
never been on anything but an ex-
cursion boat In my life"
Don't worry" Amy told her
from the other room. "Woodford's
yacht is probably the size of a
hotel. I'd suggest that white even
Ing gown q sports OUTFIT, with
some soft -soled shoes In case he's
fussy about the deck paint - and a
package of seasick remedy" There
was long silence. and then Amy
added: II saw some collapsible row.
boats the other day. They were
made OF canvas, and you could
probably fold one up and get 1t In
TO your weekend bag"
A shoe came hurting out Of the
dressing room, successfully ter
uludLulB nlhJ GAftISs -
When Julia reached the, boat
moorings the clubhouse itself was
dark except for a dim light at the
desk In the lobby. The sleepy night
caretaker directed her to the slip at
which the Wood Nymph was moor
ed.
She's all lighted up" he said
YOU can't miss her. Big white
ship"
The Wood Nymph was big white
ship, indeed. far larger than any Of
the other boats which Julia passed
as she hurried along the boardwalk
of the mooring dock. It's white paint
shown eerjly In the darkness, and
its brass work cleaned In the light
from the cabin and the after deck.
Her bag In hand, Julia hesitated
by the small gangplank which led
TO the deck. But just then o white
uniformed figure appeared from the
cabin and touched his cap.
I'm Captain Bakely. Looking
for the Wood Nymph7"
Julia told him that she was. I'm
Miss Craig, and I believe Mr.. Wood
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