The Washington times., 1936-12-17

Of champagne" Ann said with
mock severity.
CHAPTER x
ooh. I'm abstemious enough, as
a general run. AS a matter OF fact.
il Circe had been my daughter I'd
have spanked her good and
plenty"
"Why?"
For being tight at 5 in the
afternoon in public place and
minus an escort"
Maybe" ventured Ann, per
turbed, "she was only pretending
to be a good fellow? Maybe that
was her job?"
ITO go from table to table, pick
ing up stray men and drinking
with them? You defend that?"
isn't that precisely what I'm
doing now?" She rose, on the de-
fenSiVe.
He caught her by the arm and
pulled her down. Impossible to
make a scene, thought she. But
certain it was Bernice he was re
ferring to, she was furious with
Paul Bradley.
II was right about your being
catty. You're awfully self-right-
eous. Don't you know there a de-
preston on, and girls have to get
jobs-any kind of jobs that offer?"
"They certainly do not" he re-
joined sharply.
"Oh yes, they do. Probably she
was well-born, and - and not
trained for definite employment. "
Then she could begin at the
bottom and learn to make an hon
est living. AS my organization en-
ploys hundreds of girls like her, I
happen to know what I'm talking
about"
Not society girls" said Ann
recklessly.
He interrupted her.
"Quiet, little spitfire, and I'll tell
you a success story. About a girl
as pretty-and prettier-than the
one we're arguing over. AS a mat
ter of fact, I dislike New York So
called society, thinking it one huge
waste of time. But this girl has
that Observation-Disclosures an
cestry and Continental education
and travel and coming.out, and all
that, but it didn't faze her. Quite
to the contrary.
"She came to me to get a job. I
was dubious about her sticking
powers, but let her begin. She's
been with us several weeks now,
and is doing excellent work as a
comparison-shopper. And believe
me, society or no society, that
girls on her way up, and nothing's
going to stop her. I'm proud Of
her." said Paul Bradley, smiling
reminiscently.
Like Cinderella when the clock
struck IL, Ann went home.
Midnight was the unmasking
hour. Her time with Paul Brad.
ley, despite argument, had been
so wonderful, so strangely glamor.
Gus, that she couldn't bear the
risk Of the unmasking. Apart
from her earlier reflections of the
evening, he would consider she
had deliberately made a fool of
him in continuing to hide her
identity, after knowing his
"A masked party" thought Ann
happily. gives one amazing
chances for prolonged tete-a-tete!
To have been able to attract
him and hold him by the excel
lence Of her skating and the
sprightliness Of her. conversation
was a triumph and an added
hope.
A hope that in the days to come
they would really get to know
each other better. That his rule
for putting a distance between
himself and the lesser store EN-
ployes might be somehow over
ridden.
why! she had felt actual jeal
ousy Of Bernice for having met
MN, however, casually, at lie
Cochan Qui Rit"
He had noticed Bernice's blond
beauty. Even his remarks about
spanking had proved his interest
in her beautiful sister.
Yet-and how she had thrilled
to it, unknown to him!-he had
told her in the same breath, as II
were, that the little society com,
parison-shopper he had lauded
had been prettier than the cock
tail hostess.
Fortunately for AIMS incognito
there had been several other red
skating costumes at Madison
Square Garden that night.
He had looked for Ann ct the
unmasking. Bernice had spoken
to him after midnight and he had
asked about a girl in scarlet who
was a good skater, and Bernice
had carelessly thought he was
referring to Carol Ditmar, Claire's
friend.