Evening star., 1940-08-14

Grimshaw's office. For Just an In
slant Nancy felt family hurt at his
cool impersonality. In the next in
slant she realized that he was being
tactful and in her heart she thanked
him for it. She was unpopular
enough now with the other girls
without the added disadvantage of
being a favorite of the boss.
The Office fairly hummed with
work, with the added impetus of
the big boss himself being on the
premises. Nancy's fingers fairly
flew over the keyboard as she tried
to keep up with the work Miss
Fletcher piled on her desk, realizing
as she did so that the added work
was being given her in an attempt
to make it appear she was getting
behind.
File those right away, Miss Ellis"
A frantic moment at the filing
cabinets.
Get those copied in a hurry
they want them downstairs"
A rush back to the typewriter.
Take those reports in to Mr..
GrimShaw as soon as you have them
done. He wants them right away.
Grimshaw Seems Ill.
She finished the last one in
breathless rush, gathered them to-
gether and knocked at the door OF
Mr.. Grimshaw's office. Through
the glass she saw him nod to her
to come in and opened the door.
81. at least the attacks on our
truck have stopped" John Bristow
was saying as she entered. THAT
takes d load off my mind"
Just put those on the desk. Miss
Ellis" the Office manager said
crisply. He went on talking to John
Bristow. There probably won't be
any more attempts. This place is
entirely too we'll protected"
Nancy stole a look at him as she
laid the reports in wire basket
before him. He seemed to look i'll,
very i'll. Frightened, too.
That's what I think" Bristow
said. Now about this other busi-
ness"
That was all she heard before the
door closed behind her.
These orders have to be copied
quickly, Miss Ellis. All Of them have
to be out before noon" 1t was
Madge Fletcher again.
Nancy nodded and started back to
work, her mind filled with what she
had overheard. The attacks on the
trucks had ceased, John Bristow
said. He believed it was because the
protection was so great.
Hugo Blake had said something
about new methods-nothing as
crude as overturning a truck filled
with valuable dies and patterns
That was why the attacks on the
trucks had ceased. There was some
new, more frightful way. She
wished with all her heart that she
could warn the friendly, white
haired man who believed his plant
was safe.
Finished with those" Miss Ellis?"
She shook her head, Almost. Ill
be done in few minutes"
We'll, finish them before you go
to lunch, and leave them on my
desk"
Notes Grimshaw's Position.
Five minutes after II. Ten min
utes, Is minutes, 20 minutes past
and finally the last one was done.
She made quick check-up for pos
sible errors. found none, and laid
the orders in a neat pile on Madge
Fletcher's desk. Her head was fairly
whirling, her fingers still tingled.
Mr. Grimshaw, she noticed. had
not left his office. She could see
him through the glass door, still
sitting at his desk. his head IN his
hands. She wondered If she ought
to 60 in and ask If she might do
anything for him. No, perhaps 1t
would be better to leave him alone.
Since that morning when he had
seemed to be warning her to leave
her job, he had appeared to avoid
her
She went slowly down the stairs
to the lunchroom. now almost de-
serted Hugo Blake stood by the
door: evidently he had been waiting
for her to come down.
you're late"
She nodded. 81 had some extra
work to do"
"Oh. Well, I have some extra
work for you too" He smiled down
at her, his round face friendly, his