The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-12-21
CHAPTER x

Sally's father was as good as his word. Before a week had passed, through his lawyer, Dan Reynolds was offered a position in Boston brokerage house. It was such good offer, with opportunity for advance ment, that no young man would be able to turn it down. Especially a young man who did not have any other prospects.
 "I like the lads spunk," Sam Blair chuckled over the reply his lawyer had received. "He says he accepts, but only because he feels obligated to accept any offer made by his benefactor and only on condition that he be paid just what he proves to be worth" Not many young men would have put
 in such a stipulation. There was no doubt about it, this lad ill whom Sally had taken such an interest was made of the right stuff.
 To say that Sally was thrilled at the thought that she would see Dan again would be putting it much too mildly. After her father told her that Dan was expected the following Monday, Sally scarcely could sleep a wink. Only 48 hours and Dan would be ill Boston. Only "A hours and he would have started on his way. Only F hours, only eight-and at last Monday had arrived and al- though she had not seen him, Sally could hug the thought to her heart that Dan was living nearby, was working in one of her fathers offices.
 However, therein lay the hitch, as Sally expressed it.
 Dan did not know that he was employed by Sally's father. He must not find it out, which only served to strengthen the afore- mentioned hitch.
 And even that was not the words of it. Now that Sally had Dan so near at hand, now was she goiag to manage to see him? She puzzled her pretty head over this for several days. Then Corey, who still was squirting her around, collecting his debt, gave her the solution.
 "Youll never guess who I ran into today" Corey said. This was at a gathering of ''the gang" in tho big recreation room at Babe Fairchild's house. Right here in Boston" Corey added. "You could have knocked me over with a feather"
 "Td like to try that" Fudge said. He doubled his fists and gave Corey a poke in his ribs. They pretended to spar for a min ute or so, with Fudge staggering to his corner after Corey admin.s- tered knockout blow. Fudge always played winning "stooge" for Corey's clowning.
 You didn't say who it was you saw" Sally reminded, after she had controlled her laughter. There was no doubt about it, Corey was fun. He always managed to be the life of the party.
 Sally put her question in all innocence. It never occurred to her that Corey answer would make her heart start humping madly and offer the solution to her problem.
 Tt was Reynolds" Corey said. Limp and all." Corey did not mean to be callous or poke fun. He merely endeavored to be amusing. T hardly could believe my eyesight at first. Thought maybe I'd had one snifter too many. Had just left the Mandarin bar. But no, it was old Danny in person. I pulled up at the curb and offered to give him a lift"
 "He was the wonder on skis wasn't he?" Babe asked. Sort of a Greek god with a Barrymore profile and a touch-me-not air"
 He was the guy who saved 6ally's neck" Fudge put in. He made gesture as though cutting oil his own neck with an imag- mary and magnificent flourish.