The Washington times., 1936-12-10

| the worlds workers, darling. In
fact, all three Of us are"
"You hear that, James?"
Dad swung round with his two
hair-bruSheS in his hand. His hith-
erto thick gray hair was begin
ming to thin out noticeably. He
smiled uncertainty at his wife
and young daughter on the bed.
They're going to work! After
all the advantages they've had,
they're going to"
"USe them" interrupted Ann,
beaming. Don't be old fashioned,
Lolly darling"
CHAPTER III
when 1 was younger than you,
I was married. Why, was the
age you are now when Claire was
born! I can't think what you girls
are thinking of, with all the
chances and admirers that you
haVe-I mean" she corrected
herself, using the past tense mean
lngly-"have had-not even
getting engaged-which would be
such comfort to your father and
to me in our dreadfully changed
circumstances"
Il don't want to have any of
them engaged till they meet the
right man." Dad broke in, curtly.
Lolly'S mouth dropped.
There you go, never thinking
Of me, or of the tremendous effort
made over their coming-out par
ties! And all to no purpose,
James!" Her voice rose to q wall.
Ann said quickly: We're going
to be ever so happy all together
here. Lolly, so don't worry. And
you know, half the debutantes of
this past year-the ones I came
out with-have jobs. In fact, 80
per cent of the whole Social Reg.
ister'S working. It's the fashion,
darling, and I'm sure everybody'S
a whole lot happier than just
playing about"
Giving her mother no chance at
further argument, Ann vanished
to the kitchen, to return five min
utes later with a dainty little
breakfast tray. Orange juice, bis
cults and coffee, and a four-min-
ute egg exactly as Lolly liked it,
served in and on the fragile, rose
garlanded breakfast set on its
fresh linen cloth that was the
color of sunshine.
Then to breakfast with Dad in
the alcove dinette. Ann main
tained a cheerful stream of con-
verSation. Who cared about the
old depression-the turn of for
tunes wheel-when they could all
be together? Why! for herself she
really quite welcomed it, for the
social round had already grown
monotonouS. All the incest girls
she knew in the crowd were work.
ing. She was simply "rarin' to
co.!
The Interview
Dads tired face lightened as
he talked to her. He adored his
family, but while Lolly favored
Bernice, Ann was his pet. AS he
looked at her fresh young face,
lit by enthusiasm and intelligence,
it was as through it, that the steep
path didn't seem so difficult. Love
lit the way.
With meticulouS care, Ann
bathed and dressed herself for the
Forthcoming interview in the big
department store of Barclay &
Weiss. Very little makeup. She
didn't need it. She had a good
clear skin with the faintest she'll
pink shining through it, that
quite au naturel-defied cosmet-
les, except a fluff of Silk-sifted
powder and touch of vaseline on
brows and eyelaShes.
For Ann was no prude, and be.
lieved in augmenting what the
good Lord had given her in the
way of beauty, if necessary. She
took a long look at herself in the
old-fashioned pier glass of the
room she shared with Bernice.
Lovely Bernice, who was still
sleeping with her makeup on,
and plenty of it, after her eve
ming in lie Cochon Qui Rit"
(ridiculous but intriguing namely
with absurd Freddy.
IF I should ever fall in love-"
thought Ann, then made a pretty
little face at herself in the mirror.
The man she fell in love with
would be the exact antithesis of
either Captain de Freyn-or
Freddy. Somebody strong! Some
body one could look up to!
Society (so-called) seemed full
of broken weeds, or-what was the
exact word?-lightweights.
Sharpshooters, lots of them
were. She thought of the near
set eyes of Claire's best friend,
his ability at cards, his smooth
ness which she hated.