The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1936-04-09
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BY LAURA LOU eRooKNAN r. .,s hsA s.o;.. l..

| The news that Toby was the mod
ell chosen for the Hillyer advertis-
ing campaign had reached other
studios. Immediately the Others
wanted her to pose for them, too
Toby took as many of the assign
ments as she could, turned .dowr
the others. Rates for her services
doubled
Make all you can while you can
get it," Sally of the Model League
advised shrewdly. "a girl has tc
look out for herself
Yes, Toby had learned that. too
A girl has to look out for herself.
She scarcely ever went out eve
nings. Usually she came home from
work so tired that all she wanted
was to drop into bed. And she
must be fresh and rested in the
morning.
The slightest bit of tiredness in
her face would show before the
relentless camera.
Weary of this Spartan routine,
Toby agreed one evening to go out
with Harriet and Clyde Sabin and
Clyde's friend, Tom Garside. They
were going to restaurant that
had recently opened.
Newspaper columnists had
praised the place. and a dance band
famous for its radio broadcasts
played there.
Harriet said, at will be good for
you. Toby, to get out for a change.
Besides, we don't need to stay late"
So Toby had agreed. She wasn't
seeing much of Harriet lately.
Neither of them seemed to be at
home when the other was. And
Toby had put off similar invita-
tons, by declaring that some day
she would go.
TOM Garside worked for the
Il same company as Clyde Sabin.
He was a salesman, but he travelled
in different territory than Clyde.
Garside had sandy hair and rather
red cheeks and he slured his words
slightly.
He told Toby that his family had
lived in Virginia, though he had left
there long ago. She rather liked him
except that it seemed strange to
have an escort who was old enough
TO be her father Garside appeared
to be several years older than Clyde.
The men ordered cocktails and
Toby thought both of them drank
rather more than they should. With
each drink Clyde Sabin's spirits
seemed to rise. He ordered an ex-
pensive dinner and was insistant that
it should be cooked exactly accord
ing to instructions.
He sent request to the orchestra
leader to play certain tune and.
when they played it, took Harriet off
to dance.
Garside said to Toby, Would you
like to dance?"
The music was tempting, and she
said that she would. But Garside
proved to be clumsy dancer. When
MAS
glad to go back to their table.
Clyde Sabin greeted them, BEAM
ing. Great orchestra" he said,
and great music. know the fellow
who wrote that song" He was off
on a long-winded anecdote about
an encounter in bar-room.
Toby looked at Harriet and
thought, What can she see in
him?"
RUT Harriet, apparently, saw in
- Clyde Sabin a knight in shin
ing armor. She listened to his
stories, eying him with rapt, smiling
attention.
The food came and was served,
and presently the orchestra played
another number. This time Sabin
asked Toby to dance.
Reluctantly, she agreed. No one,
Toby was determined, was to know
her distaste for the man.
The music was a fox trot, a mel
ody for which extremely sentiment
tai words had been provided. Sabin
began to hum the tune softly as
they moved of among the dancers.
He was good dancer: their steps
were harmonious, smooth.
Sabin's hand frightened slightly
on Toby's shoulder. You're all
right, Baby" he said. You and
/ can net alonrn
She turned, pretending not to