Worcester Democrat and the ledger-enterprise., 1938-10-28

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Pale green powder misted the flush
upon her cheeks.
eve certainly do"
The music swelled about them. Re-
nita snuggled closer to him. She
closed her eyes.
At that moment, Gordon saw the
window-dresser leading Ann to the
door of the ballroom, and Ann stop
ping to speak to Paul Bradley.
1t didn't mean anything, of course.
And yet
Five minutes later, Ann was back
in the ballroom, dancing with the
merchandise-manager.
Over Rentals head, Gordon kept
tabs.
They looked marvellous together.
There was no denying it, though Cor
don loathed Paul Bradley.
They danced the encore.
1t was the famous waltz from
Naughty Marietta" named "Sweet
Mystery of Life"
Cad! if only he himself had been
dancing that exquisite number with
Ann!
Why, in heavens name, had he come
here with Renita Parrish, who was
going to be regular incubus!
Oh! to get rid of her!
It was a good hour before he was
able to get a dance with the other
girl.
She had promised all kinds of peo-
pie, which, thought Gordon snobbish-
ly, was carrying affability too far.
And twice, during that period, she had
danced with the merchandise-manager.
"Look here! Let's sit this out! It's
stiflingly hot in here. I've found
cute little balcony with chairs in
it-sort of a sun porch. I'll get your
wrap" Gordon suggested to Ann.
GAIL right" It would be nice to
get breath of air. It was balmy
night for the middle of December, and
there was a moon over Broadway.
They went out on the balcony.
Wrapped in the ermine cloak with
it's swirl of white for fur, Ann drew
aNlong rapturous breath.
"Isn't life lovely, Gordon?"
"It is when you're with me-" he
murmured.
Neither spoke for a while. The air
hummed with the sound of traffic on
Broadway and it's side streets.
In the light of electric signs of
multi-color, AIMS face was radiantly
pretty.
Cam! Listen! Look at mel" Be-
fore she could stop him, he had caught
her in his arms.
How was he to know that Brenda
Selz had come out on the balcony, for
privacy, for hope of love-making
with Paul Bradley, and that they
were directly behind him as he buried
his miserable, ardent young face in
Ann Iur collar
Accompanied by Paul Bradley at
the store dance, nothing could have
pleased Brenda Selz better than to
come upon pretty Ann Delafield with
Gordon Gavin's arms about her and
his young face buried in the fur col
lar of her evening wrap, there on the
secluded little balcony.
paul, come away! We're intrud
ing!" Brenda whispered to Paul.
Knowing the fastidiousness of the
merchandise-manager, she thought:
"Thisll be the finish of his interest
in her!"
The loud hum of traffic down on
Broadway had silenced their footsteps.
So quickly did they leave the balcony
that they were unseen by Ann. Nor
did they have the time to see her
gently but firmly remove Gordon's
encompassing arms, and step back
from him.
Inside the building, Brenda, re-
marking she was somewhat tatlgued
and would like cigarette, led Paul to
couch behind some palms.
$50 that was that!" She contrived
bright, sympathetic smile that SER
we'd two purposes. It removed, she
thought, any suggestion of cattiness
against her rival. Also it displayed
her flashing white teeth.
Paul asked sharply: "That was the
boy from the Advertising, was it
not?"
Now as Gordon Gavin's face had
been completely hidden in AIMS col
lar, this implied that Paul had been
keeping tabs on the pair all evening,
thought Brenda.
She shrugged nonchalantly as he