Evening star., 1941-07-02

Mrs. Sinclair takes fancy to you
I think everything will be all right.
I'll call and tell her that you'll
be there for an interview at this
afternoon. Good luck, my dear"
When she returned to Nine.
Irene's shop Nancy found Clare still
in the fitting room. She had re-
duced the salesWoman to nervous
wreck, and seemed unable to make
up her mind between green chif-
fon with wisp of skirt cunnlngly
pleated and an ice-blue satin.
Clothes were very important to
Glare. but one had to admit that
she always looked we'll in what she
chose.
Which do you like best, Nancy?"
she asked.
Long experience had taught
Nancy what to say. She privately
liked the blue
So she said: "The green is lovely
on YOU"
"Well-I'm not so sure-I think
I like the blue better Yes, I'll take
it." And having reacted precisely
in the way Nancy had expected,
Clare put on her street clothes,
while the grateful saleswoman hur-
riedly got the blue satin into box
before she could change her mind
Clare Is Angry.
When they were out in the street
Nancy spoke. Glare, I'm going to
Fairfield Hall this afternoon"
Glare stopped short. You're 60
ing where?"
out TO Fairfield Hall for an in
terview with Mrs Sinclair. She
wants nurse-companion."
She was surprised at the look OF
anger which crossed her sisters
face
Nancy, how can you?" she de-
manded furiously. Just when I've
got chance at Gregory Sinclair
you have to go and spoil every
thing. You mustn't gol I won't
have it,"
What do you mean I'll spoil ev-
erything?"
Well, naturally he won't want to
take me out if he knows nv sister
is going to be sort of servant to
his aunt"
Don't be ridiculous. Clare How
ever, II you feel that way about 1t
l certainly shan't mention the fact
that we are sisters. You surely
couldn't expect me to give up a
chance at good job like this for
such f1imsy reason. Anyway. may
not get it. DR.. Cornell intimated
that Mrs. Sinclair is rather difacult
to please"
We'll. certainly hope you don't"
Clare said pettishly. If you do II
will probably spoil all my chances"
Nancy looked at her in amaze
ment, but Glare was perfectly Sc
rious On the strength of being
asked to go dancing with Gregory
Sinclair. Glare had apparently made
up her mind to marry the man.
Nancy Is Nervous.
As she drove the family car up
the stately avenue of oaks which
led TO Fairfield Hall, Nancy felt her
self growing chilly with apprehen-
sion. After all, it was her first ex-
perience in being interviewed for a
job, and she wondered if she would
be tongue-tied and awkward. Well.
she couldn't do anything but try. she
reflected, as she parked the car on
the wide graveled driveway and got
out.
Nancy pulled the old-fashioned
Hal
told the grave-looking butler who
appeared Il believe Mrs. Sinclair
is expecting me-"
He stood aside for her to enter,
and ushered her through a wide
center hall 10 small room on the
left.
Il will inform madame that you
are here. Miss Duval"
Nancy seated herself on one of
the frail gilt chairs, and glanced
about her. This was evidently the
music room, for there was an old
fashioned spinet at one end.
Moments passed into minutes,
and still there was no sign of Mrs
Sinclair. 1t was not so pleasant
waiting. for there was something
about the atmosphere of the room
which vaguely depressed Nancy,
and did not tend to disSipate her
original uneasiness. A feeling of
unrest, unhappiness. stole over her.
She felt strongly tempted to leave
at once, without seeing Mrs. SIN
clair.
It's foolish I mustn't be so sill
ly," she reasoned with herself. and
was startled to realize that she had
spoken the words aloud.
What is fcolishness?' a voice
from the threshold inquired, and
she started to her feet as q tai,
woman entered the room.
Nancy Starts Well.
How do you do. Mrs. Sinclair"
Nancy brought the prosaic words
out with great effort. The woman
before her was evidently no Or
dinary person. Piercing dark eyes
roved keenH over the girl as Mrs.
Sinclair waved Nancy back to her
chair and sat down opposite her,
tilC kiuuil-SUIOiCu lOiuS VI IlcI tdl-
feta gown rustling.
You haven't answered my ques-
tion,' she said abruptly.
1T was really nothing" Nancy
protested, flushing. How could she
explain to this strange old woman
her sensation of uneasiness while
waiting?
! Mrs. Sinlair continued to eve her
oddly. How do you like this room?"
she asked suddenly.
"I-well-I must confess that it
depresses me-" Nancy admitted, and
was astonished to see Mrs. Sinclair
nod with satisfaction. She realized,
strangely enough. that she had given
the right answer.
It had you wait here for that
reason. Miss Duval. I can see that
you are sensitive to certain things,
eveo ac an, When T FIRST arrived