The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-02-17
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 matic provocative, but Susie had no way of knowing that She only knew that she was happy, that Jetf was to call for her in tho morning and, with Jeig, she was not afraid of the great adventure.
 She awoke early, startled for Q moment then remembering. Her eyes moved, taking in the details of luxury her soul absorbing them. Somehow she had never been able to reach Dick in her shabby room, he had been remote as the stars. With taffeta curtains ballconing in the morning breeze, with golden sunshine spattering the carpet, she was part of his world, the world Of ease and beauty.
 She bathed again, slowly, purr- ingly, brushed her unruly hair and wadded the ends into . tight knot on her neck. Why she had let it grow was Q question, Just one of those vague yearningS to look like the smooth little college girls. AS if she ever could, Now she fervently wished for Q hair- cut. Her hair would have been neat at least
 Dressed In her horrible clothes, since last night she had come 70 appreciate how horrible they wore, she followed Jeifs sugges- tlon and had breakfast sent to her room. He had been wrong about dinner being her last meal. She consumed oatmeal with thick cream, bacon eggs, mullins with two doughnuts and three cups of coffee.
 Quite satisfied, she left Q quar- ter on the tray and went to the throne chair in the lobby. A clock on the wall told her that she had an hour to wait She sat quiet ly. No one noticed her except Q porter who obviously wanted to dust the throne.
 Meanwhile Jeff and his mother discussed her at breakfast,
 she's like Q fat cocoon, Jeff," Edna said. We don't know what kind of butterfly may come forth"
 Butterfly - ye gods", Jeff hoot- ed. "If she's . butterfly I'm Peter Pan sitting on . rose petal"
 I'm not SO sure, his mother went on, buttering his toast thick he way he liked 1t. First she'll nave to get thin"
 "Not too thin" Jeff said, ,runching his toast. T hate em waspish,"
 T hadn't gathered that Susie 6 being made over to suit you" Edna put in dryly, "f've on idea lhe may have . good figure, her aesh is distributed evenly"
 Pretty hilly, if you ask me"
 T didn't ask you. Her eyes are aice, what you can see of them, md she has lovely teeth. Just what they'll do with that nose I ant imagine. Maybe If she didn't nave SO much face"
 Jeif got up. "Thank goodness t isn't up to you and me to find fer hidden beauty. I'd throw up ny hands right now" He kissed ais mother, held his smoothly haven cheek against hers for an theh grabbed his crum- ,led hat. Edna sometimes wished Jetg was Q little less casual about lis clothes. He was such . dar- ing
 "ne c good girl while I'm sone," he said, the door closing behind him.
 At precisely s:sO he bounded into he lobby and found his charge pa- iently waiting. Pulling . chair bee ide the throne, he showed her he morning paper. Already she was 'eing featured by Harker's. In the enter of the ad was the announce nent that Susie had come to town. ,usie was not pretty, but Harker's Intended making her SO. She was the ginner of their recent contest.
 They promised Q picture or I,lsie on the following morning nd urged all women, not en- rely satisfied with their appear nee - and who was? - to follow he methods employed by experts n the beautifying of Susie. Her Irogress, what she did and how, Vas to be printed daily for their enefit.
 Reading the announcement, su- ie sasped. Gracious - oh, my sra- iosis."
 "Where Susie leads" He got 70 farther, halted by her snaps ing eyes.
 T won't have my picture in he paper for everyone to laugh t." she fiared. T won't be a-a uinea pig"
 Cant take it, ehP' Jef had cen afraid of this. If girl were ensitive at all sch might not feel hat the result justified the ex- loitation. Not knowing what else Q do, Jeff argued with her a title.
 Tears blurred the spark in |usies eyes. T didn't know 1t 'ould be like this" she faltered. They'll laugh at me in River own and at home. And why l