The Washington times., 1937-12-20

cleaner LndC night.
Two days later Lynn went down
town and got a new hat and gloves
and a purse. She felt well-to-do
and secure, and well-dressed, and
the hat had not turned out badly.
Monday when Lynn dressed to
20 to apply for her job, she was a
charming picture. The color OF
the brown suit was excellent with
her dark eyes. 1t had been an
expensive garment, chosen with
care by Mrs. Warren when she
purchased it. and that fact
showed. ,
Lynn's blond hair cleaned
from under the tiny off-the-tace
hat, and Rene thought she was
the prettiest thing he had ever
seen.
"You know, some day want to
do a decent portrait Of you" he
said, suddenly as though that
thought just occurred to him:
Here I have before me one OF
the best models I've seen about
these parts, and somehow never
thought of doing it, except for a
garage man."
Lynn hurried off without any
more discussion of the matter.
The address Mortimer had given
her was on Fifth Avenue. The
girl had no idea what kind Of a
place it was, but she was to ask
for Mr.. Wallace. She walked over
to Fifth Avenue from the subway
with the card in her hand, and
turned into the avenue, hunting
for the number. There were sew
eral smart shops along the way
hats and shoes and frocks. Then
a branch bank. Her number
turned out to be the bank, and
Lynn's heart sank. What could
she do in bank?
It was after 10 when she ar
rived, and she walked in diff
IDENTIFY. The attendant was all at
tention as this lovely blonde II
brown came up to him.
"Mr. Wallace's office. this way.
She went to Mr.. Wallace'S dool
down the hall.
Lynn waited patiently outside
Wallace's door for almost an hour
When she had completely de
SPARED, a secretary motioned her
into the room.
Miss Morrow, eh?" The man
behind the desk looked startled,
as he saw Lynn standing there
before him. Can you type?" he
asked after long pause.
Eyes, sir"
Wallace nodded; nothing was
said about salary. He told his
secretary to take Lynn into the
big office behind the cages.
A JOB
A severe woman Of so told her
where to hang her hat and coat,
and then began explaining her
duties to her. Lynn's head swan
The thought of copying all those
terrible figures appalled, the girl
She was in a panic. She had to
make good! She had to keep this
job.
Just before closing time Wallace
called the model of efficiency who
so terrified Lynn and asked to
have Miss Morrow come to his
office.
"She won't do at all, Mr.. Wal
lace" the woman said, quite dis
tinctly.
"Will you go to Mr.. Wallace's Of
fice?" she told Lynn crisply. little
darts of malice cleaning from her
eyes when she went to call her.
Lynn got up. She was in a fog
of terror. She knew what that
summons meant. Shall I take my
hat and coat?"
IF you WISH" snapped the
woman.
The rest Of the office force
watched. They knew it would
happen, for it was a well-recog
nized fact that "the dragon
hated young and pretty girls
Lynn walked out, pondering bolt
ing without going to Wallace'S
office to be fired. But she
thought of Mr.. Mortimer, and de
termined to face the music.
AS she came to the door the
secretary was on guard outside.
He smiled at Lynn and sent hel
in. Wallace was not alone. Ar
elaborately coiffured woman ir
luxurious black was sitting across
from him.
"Oh, Miss Morrow, will you come
in," Wallace smiled at her, ano
Lynn, so grateful for his courtesy
smiled back at him a tremulouS
smile.
This is Nine. Reanoud, one o1
our good customers" Wallace lie,
her stand there for moment
Lynn bowed. and the two looked
at the girl appraisingly.
Walk over there to the win
dow, Miss Morrow" Wallace said
"and now come back"
Are you limping?" Nine. Rea
noud spoke for the first time
She had a deep, almost mascu
line voice.
Il sprained my ankle a weeL
ago; it is still a little trouble