Evening star., 1938-07-17

- hot tar, the rush and noise OF trdf1lC.
IN stop at the delicatessen and get some
thing" she told herself. That's only one
block out of my way"
But such long block to Third Avenue,
where the Ell would 60 roaring overhead; she
thought of standing in the little shop, waiting
while another customer was served, the queer,
damp smell of sauerkraut and pickles. Darn
dinner!' she said to herself 'I'll 60 out later
to cafeteria"
Maybe And maybe she would just boil an
egg and make cup of coffee. Entirely too
much of this lately; that was probably why
she felt so tired. Tomorrow, III turn over
new leaf, and be sensible
She was getting too thin, thought Max,
standing on the corner and watching her. The
sun made her light thrown hair glisten; with
her eyes narrowed against the dazzle, her
pale face had a scornful and tired look.
Hello, toots' he said.
why, Max" she said startled, and then
she smiled, with her dark brows raised and her
lips parted. Its been ages 80"
Yes, time for a reunion, isn't it?'
She took his outstretched hand the smile
was little doubtful now.
IF he's got over it :. she thought.
If Max had got over being in love with her,
and they could be friends, it would be nice.
She had never been able to make him realize
how very fond of him she was.
Max that S new suit, isn't it.
''Yes. Handsome, isn't it? got raise.
A light gray suit that didn't fit him, and
hung loosely on his big, lean frame; he had the
untidy look he always had; the bothered look
on his dark handsome face. How about din
ner on nice cool roof" he asked. We'll
take taxi - no effort"
Max, I'm just about dead. I've got to
have shower, and rest for while, before
can even think of food"
Want me to wait, come back later?'
Max, darling I'm so tired. don't know
whether I'll feel up to going out this evening;
if you'll ring up about seven -? p
well, no, Olga. don't think So.
She glanced quickly at him, and then away;
the color rose in her cheeks.
Another time then, Max? Soon?'
Il guess I'll leave it to you, Olga If you
ever WANT Ine, i ii IlC SHlliSd. DyS'
Take care of yourself. Olga!'
HE knows she thought. Probably all the
old crowd knew 1t must be pretty obvious.
BE sure to call me up before you come.
will you? Thanks million. Id love to
come to dinner, but I've got sort of date.
If you'll call up after six-thirty -"
Things like that. Nobody dropped in any
more; there hadn't been any invitations
lately Well, it couldn't be helped, and any
how she didn't care much Sometimes she
missed those friends, those young, careless,
cheerful people. Max. above all. But Lewis
was worth it. Worth anything.
She opened the door with her latchkey,
and entered the sitting room OF the little
furnished apartment. 1t was the first place of
her own she had ever had, and in the begin
ming she had thought it wonderful She used
to have parties, and take all sorts of trouble
getting things ready. Not any more. The win
dows faced on a court; it looked small and
shabby. II hate the place." she said to herself.
But that was silly, - just the hot weather.
She left her hat in the bleak little bedroom,
and returned to sit on one end OF the big,
green sofa that was drawn up before the
empty hearth. She was not waiting. She took
up magazine she wanted to read. The tele-
phone was on little table beside her; but she
was not waiting for it to ring
I'm almost always home between five
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