Evening star., 1937-10-24

Frasers s eyes again smiling at him. Damn her.
he thought, she knows I'm embarrassed and
trying to carry it off, and she's waiting for
me to muff it. But her eyes were clean and
honest
She said, Sit down, Mr. March, please"
and touched the chromium arm of the white
leather chair beside her. The anger in Murray
Sanger was suddenly a live thing writhing
behind his eyes, Stuart saw it and saw what
the man was "a carefully built structure on
a rotten foundation; he loathed him for
polished lout.
What do you do, March," Sanger asked
HIM. The question was so typical of the San
ger type that March went to town on it. 81
take in wash," he said And now tell me,
what do you do?'
Maclvers roared and the girl smiled Sanger
hadn't ever met it before All his mental tail
oring fell off him.
March hadn't dished it out in years and
ne felt slightly school-boyish about it, but
he kept face.
Renee Fraser was still smiling. You are
quite rude. aren't you. MIR. March?"
Yes" he said, Il expect | ann if YOU
think so. I'm sorry"
us that an Apology" Sanger asked him.
Certainly not = to you. don't like you
and you don't like me. Let's be civilized
about it = and eat MacIvers' dinner" He
turned to the girl: will you dance?"
On the floor he said, IF you're in love with
MIN, I'm sorry - desperately"
She looked up at him. wide-eyed. but I'm
not in love with him."
Then don't care. get one night out a
month. Play with me-
II get one night tn a month";" she said.
I'm photographer model have to be
seen out"
What do do now, say ah, and take you
back to your table, in absolute awe?"
''You can if you want to-
Il don't want to; | want to stand on the
balcony and drop gardenias down eighteen
floors to the street."
''Why?"
Il haven't the slightest idea," he said
except that I'm corporation lawyer with
future - and oughtn't to-
Lets do it then"
''All right" he grinned. Let's" So they
went out on the balcony and sent for the
flower girl. They bought all of her gardenias
and dropped them one by one into the street
far below. They talked Of sugar. roller skating,
ships stewards, old brown felt hats and
French poodles.
That's where Murray Sanger found them
He ignored March with heavy ease. will
you dance, Renee?" They went back to the
floor.
Stuart stood at the broad stone rail, smok-
ing and staring off across the park. Well, he
thought, I'll be so and so. So that's model
That's one of the girls they murder and throw
into bathtubs - one of the girls that moves
up the scale from west side hotels to the
Tower until her youth fails. Miss 1887, Miss
Bohunk, Miss East Cupcake. She ought to
have bright red nails and hard voice and an
eye as cold inside as an agate Why hasn't
she? He went back to MacIvers
He woke up next morning with the pleas
ant memory of wide eyes and brown hair. of
a voice that was alive and natural, and of a
quick mind behind it all, disordered with
miscellaneous knowledge but infinitely stimu-
lating to dive into. He showered it out of him.
1t came back on the way downtown; he read
it out again with his newspaper. 1t came back
in the elevator going Up to his office He bur-
led it until noon under the Government of
Chile VS.. Columbia Copper, but when he