The Waterbury Democrat., 1939-03-08
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 accompanied by . glance at her pro- file. It was a serious profile. Why hadn't she waited a moment to talk with Jeff? Were they in such Q hlir- " that she couldn't stop for Q corn- mon decency?
 Dick went on to describe the land of his adoption. Glittering sunshine palm trees, men moving lawns that very day while he and Suzanne huddled in a heated car.
 Pun all the time," he elab. orated boastfully. Any kind of fun you want, ocean, mountains, desert, snow = all in a days time swell, simply swell"
 What about your job?" Susie asked. Not word had she heard concerning Dicks building.
 He hedged. Nobody really warks in California. Too much going on." It was well, he ad- mitted to himself, that Suzanne had tn ability to make money. They must live well do every thing. No doubt she would be a celebrity in no time. Again Dick expanded with a pleased smile. It was almost 4 when Susie registered at the Rivertown hotel Driving through the wintry streets she'd fought an inclination to lose her new identity, to be smothered by familiar sights. She could see herself plodding along, weary, without hope. At the hotel she was not recognized, even her name, Suzanne Lambert, brought forth no comment. Encouraged she went to her room. unpacked her evening gown and freshened up bit.
 "You are Suzanne" she told her reflected image in the mirror. Don't let anyone tell you dif- ferent. Susie is dead. She died in Harker's gymnasium. Suzanne Suzanne" She mumbled the name as she applied lip gloss in the way she had been taught.
 Before joining Dick she called MT. Jeff Bowman, Harker's adver- Using department, Chicago. After a short wait during which she realized how very badly she wanted to reach Jeff, she was told that MT. Bowman was not in. More disappointed than she would admit, she replaced the receiver.
 Dick, meanwhile, had visited the fraternity house, shaken hands with a dozen boisterous brothers, and as- sured them that he and his drag would be on hand for the dinner dance.
 He and Susie walked to the Waffle Shoppe, students turning to look after Susie, noting her smart l fur coat, extreme off-the-face nat matching purse and shoes, and, more important still, her indublta- ble way of wearing them. So often had she passed among the students, unnoticed, a quiet, bulky shadow.
 Entering the Shoppe, Susie saw Dick look sharply at the waffle irons, now presided over by a white-coated boy. One thing Susie instantly saw. Two pictures of herself, newspaper prints, framed l together. All at once she felt friendly toward the place. No longer was she afraid of Dicks reaction. She had done worth- while thing and he would be the first to appreciate 1t.
 Dick, she said, when they were seated in . booth, guess my nickname"
 Suzanne -- Suzanne -- why, su- sic, of course"
 She smiled into his eyes, wait ing. He returned the smile, moi comprehending.
 I'm psychic" she told him "I'll reconstruct a day for you, g day last spring" At his interested nod she went. on. "One day last i spring you came in and sat or that stool" She inclined her head toward his favorite place at the counter. Susie waited on you She was sunk because you were going away. Remember?"
 Yeah" He gave a startled glance as she said Susie.
 You told her you were sorry for something that had happened a long time ago."
 
 The startled gleam in Dicks eye! suddenly became the light of recog. hilton. My God" he muttered. | Ct1cio continued evot11v StronUI that her quivering anxiety should have vanished. "The waffle gir gave you a graduation present