The Washington times., 1936-12-22

Meantime, with burning cheeks
Ann was busying herself with
sales. The girls went into the fit
ting-rooms, tried on the dresses
and presently Ann had sold half
a-doZen.
Not bad for a novice.
Later that afternoon, she sole
two more. The buyer seemed
pleased.
IT wish I could give you a com
mission, but it's against rules.
Ann was rearranging the organ
die gowns on their hangers when
Gordon Gavin walked in. He
looked particularly spruce in a
neat blue suit and a grey tie the
color Of his eyes, which were not
at all moody at the moment, but
eager.
Hello, Ann. I've been all over
the main floor, looking for you
and only heard you'd been trans
ferred here. Come on up to the
restaurant for a cup of tea. I'm
dying for a talk"
"A talk? Good heavens! I'm
terrifically busy"
But the old slave-driver, that
Simon Legree of a Bradley-con'
found him-permits his serfs a
breather in the middle of the
afternoon. It's an understood
thing"
mot when ones busy. Just
look at the people!"
"Oh, come on
"The buyers watching me. For
heavens sake, let go of my arm,
4. Gordon. This isn't a cocktail
party!"
Whats this I hear about his
pushing you down to be sales
girl because the Selz woman's
masks and dominoes came back
like a bad penny?"
She thought, ruefully: 1.-THE
very walls have ears in a depart.
ment store!" but said aloud: "Oh,
that's lot of hooey!"
She turned her back on Gordon
Gavin, busying herself with the
gowns on the hangers.
"I'll help you." She was sud.
denly conscious that under the
screen Of billowing organdies, his
fingers were gripping hers.
Suppose Renita Parrish should
walk in and see? It didn't bear
thinking about!
Are you insane? Get away
you silly boy!" She vanished via
a velvet portiere into a pinkly-lit
fitting room.
On a golden couch were several
tumbled dresses, inside out. Just
as AIMS debutante friends had
discarded them.
She started to straighten them,
when Gordon Gavin'S voice sound,
ed beside her.
Ann darling! You simply can't
get away from me! You've got to
come out tonight to dinner, and a
movie"
The glowing look in his eyes
spoke volumes, as did his catching
breath, the tight grip of his two
hands.
She felt suddenly awfully sorry
for Renita Parrish, and equally
sorry for Gordon Gavin.
People wanting what they could
not get. Always after the unat-
tainable!
Had she not come here to work,
perhapS-Whok knows?-Renita in
his loneliness, would have gained
his affection in the long run?
Gordon, I wish you'd be nice
to her-I-thing she's-worried ."
"You mean she's drinking her
head off. Is that a recommends
tion?"
He shrugged distaStefuiiy, drop.
ping her two hands, but barring
the exit, and staring truculently
at her, like an annoyed small boy.
You're behaving" she said, be-
tween laughing and crying, "aS if
we were at pink-tea party!"
Then We'll have it tonight. If
movie doesn't appeal to you.
I'm willing and able to take you
to that hang-out of your sisters
whatever is its name?"
1.-The Laughing Pig No, 1t
costs too much, and I don't like
the crowd. I'd sooner go to less
expensive place." she told him
desperately.
"Okay. 1t shall be as you say
His face lightened. That's a
promise, Ann. simply can't bear
it if you disappoint me-"
= Spoiled boy! I may have tt
. work late"
(. "I don't care. I'll wait for you?'
AS he said the words, the velvet
portiere swished open, and there
in the aperture stood Renita Par
rish.
}. She breathed: What on eartl
possessed you to duck in here?"
Because I adore you," he sale
. boldly. The fantastic thought slic
through her mind that, had il
been Paul Bradley in this setting
this romantic. scented boudoir