The Washington times., 1937-11-18

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her he did not. He persuaded him.
self he only hesitated because the
girl fancied herself in love with
him. Yes, Dick had become past
master of dodging situation. He
of the legal mind, he, the young
judge who was supposed to have
so much courage.
In the meantime, he and Karen
were completely happy. They
talked and talked as though there
was not enough time to say all
that had to be said. It was only
when he was away from her that
he was miserable about her. And
because he felt so guilty he tried
to make it up to Marcia. Never
had he been so devoted, and Mar.
cia, living in fools paradise, was
already shopping for her trouS-
Seau.
Il can't put her out of my life
yet, not just yet anyway" Dick
would argue.
Mystery Girl
Karen, at her work, remained a
girl of mystery. The girls in the
office were consumed with curl.
oSity about her, but Ruth Welsh
kept her own counsel and the
office just had to buzz. Karen
was not receiving a salary, there
was not too much complaint and
somehow the story had got about
that Karen was the daughter of a
newly impoverished family.
Besides, the girls liked Karen,
Those who did not at least respect
ed her hard work. She minded
her own business, ate luncheon
with them, paid her full share of
money when anybody went out to
shop; sometimes paid more.
AT noon they all ate their lunch.
con behind some tall filing cabi.
nets in the back of the big room,
That was the only available place,
Now that spring had come, they
opened the windows wide. Karen
loved that lunch hour, with the
roar Of traffic from the street and
the girls talking.
From them she learned moro
than she would have in years at
college. She learned Just how they
had to fight to get pennies saved
Tor their new spring clothes; Just
who were supporting families, who
mad children. She ended by clear.
ing out her wardrobe at home,
sending it to Miss Welsh to use as
she saw fit. It was a happy day
1or Karen when she saw a mother
OF TOUR come to work in Karen's
last years spring coat. She alone
knew where that coat had come
from.
One day, as the seven of them
were eating lunch, and Alice Tur-
ner was watching the counter and
the telephones, Alice came back
for Karen.
There's somebody to see you,"
she said.
Karen dropped the sandwich she
was eating and walked out into
the front Of the office. Alice hung
back to report.
Hes the handSomest thingl"
she whispered to the rest. Hes
got cane, and think he's a for
elgner. Such clothes! MY dear.
he looks like a movie actor!"
They all sought vantage points
TO watch with eager, bright ewes
Ihey did not mean to be unkind.
Iney'd nave done the same thing
with any Of the other girls.
AN UNWELCOME VISITOR
Karen, walking toward the COIN.
Ter, looked up to see Prince Serge
standing there. Suddenly her
knees went limp. So the blow had
fallen. The smile died on her lips
But she went on. almost mechan-
1cally, for she felt sure the girls
were watching.
Karen was utterly unprepared
Tor Serge'S visit. She had known
always that some time somebody
would find her here. But SergeI
She leaned against the counter.
silent.
We'll, Karen Mallory, fancy
finding you here"
Serge, too, knew the girls were
watching and he kept a charming
smile on his face. He was tremen.
dously pleased with himself at
finding Karen.
will you keep your voice down,
please?"
"Oh, I'm so sorry. was not
aware your new friends did not
know your name"
OF course you are lying" Karen
Kept her voice level. He had asked
for her under her name of Smith.
as he we'll knew she must know,
How she hated this man at this
moment. Why, why had she been
such a fool?
Il dropped in to see if you'd
have tea with me-"
II will not"
Karen, don't be so cruel"
Let's stop this. Serge. You
know where I stand. know you.
won't see you. That's final"
She made move as though to
leave.
Your friends are watching, nv
sweet. I wouldn't be so short with
a nice young man. 1t might start
them talking"
NO ANSWER
Karen could find no answer to
this logic. She just stared at him
as though fascinated. 1t was M to
Serge to do the talking.
Just fancy the great Miss NAL
lory spending her time down here
with the working girls! Your