The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1939-01-04
CHAPTER TWENTY NINE

Angela never returned To the
hotel where she had registered as
Anna Hunter. lnez checked out
for her and brought her suitcases
to Molly's the following day. After
the girls had left for work that
morning, Molly and Angela had a
long talk.
They were washing the dishes
Molly had pan full of hot foamy
soap suds into which she plunged
her fat arms with the same glori-
Gus vitality she applied to every
thing.
Come on, Kid" she said. Take
that towel over there - the clean
one - and get busy
The k c h c n was warm and
comfortable in its disorder. There
was a faint ray of sunshine dane
ing along the line Of pink glass
dishes piled upon the sink. Angela
looked pale but she had slept
better on the cot in the attic than
at any time since the shooting.
She had eaten more breakfast
after waiting on the tableful of
chattering girls than she had had
for months. Molly had eaten with
her. They had cleared a corner
of the oil cloth covered table in
the dining room and shared
poached eggs and buttered toast
and a whole potful of delicious
coffee.
Her Own Affairs
During the meal Molly had
chatted about her own affairs.
She had way of dramatizing the
simplest event coloring the most
prosiac incident just as she had
painted her drab front door
y love my girls" Molly con-
fided And they love me. l
never take one who isn't willing
to conform to my rules. And if
there is one in the bunch who
won't cooperate out she goes. I
can't stand pickering"
They seem different from any
other girls I've ever known" An
gela admitted.
Molly beamed as if she had been
paid a personal compliment.
That's because they've been
taught TO have the right attitude.
You see, Anna, I don't take Just
anyone. Its only the ones who
need mothering I've had il plenty
tough myself and l know what a
helping hand at the right moment
can mean.
Il figure if a girl has someone
to love her and a warm cheerful
place to live she is almost sure to
make something of her life. l send
them out every morning feeling
rested and sure of home to come
back to at night where there will
be good dinner and affection
and understanding
IT'S wonderful" Angela agreed.
For them but don't see what you
get out of It. You must have to
work awfully hard"
We'll, l like this kind of work.
I always wanted a home of my
own and this way can have one.
Il isn't charity you know. Each
girl pays her own way
Color flooded Angela's face.
Except me-
You VIII
"Oh. you will Molly assured
her. Just as soon as you find
something to DO
Angela had said nothing but
later when they were washing the
dishes it seemed natural to con-
fide that she shrsnk from asking
for a position on account of her
Scared face.
Molly said cheerfully. Il don't
see anything so unusual about
that. Any girl as pretty as you
would feel that way at first The
point is not 10 give in to il. Other
people are not going 10 be half
as conscious OF that scar as you
are.
It's bad Of course, but it's no
more of a handicap than many
others have overcome. Il could
be a lot worse. II you go on and
pretend it isn't there, other people
Will soon forget about il.
That was something she could
never do. Angela reflected, but she
was grateful TO Molly for making
the suggestion. She appreciated,
too. the older womins way OF
treating her as Il she were an
adult Molly talked 10 her as II
they were the same age. Consult
ing her about vhss dessert they
should have, giving her small tasks