The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1941-11-25
CHAPTER NINE

SUE ANDERSON hitched up
her Stacks and thrust her paint
stained hands into hec pockets
with a boyish gesture. but the
black eyes in her wide, homely, in
telligent face were round with girl
ish interest and they were fixed on
Halle Singleton, who had finished
telling her why she had arrived at
the studio at midnight:
"Jimminy, Halle! Just didn't
know things like this happened in
this day and age! Family pointing
a stern finger at the door and prac-
tically telling daughter never to
darken it again"
ut wasn't quite like that. ! told
you just what happened" Halle
said YEARLY.
"In effect, it's the same thing
Wedding dress, bridesmaids gear
and all, arrangements made and
then-no wedding. Well, I'm glad
you had enough spunk to go it on
your own. The family'll come
around in time. Well clean up this
place and have the wedding right
here. But you're very sure"
Halle nodded. Every. Nothing
like this ever happened to me be-
fore"
Nothing has ever really hap
pened to you yet, Halle. You've
been brought up wrapped in cotton
WOOL" She regarded her former
roommate with respect. II didn't
think you had it in you. Now, II 1t
had been me-"
Things happened to Sue. The first
was the collapse of Michael Am
berson's fortune in mining interests
when his only daughter was at the
finishing school where she and
Halle had met. The next was her
marriage to young Russian paint
er with an unpronouncable name,
with whom she had gone Off to
study painting in Paris when she
was II. Widowed at 20, she re-
turned to New York with scarcely
a SOU, but with courage and ability,
and now, two years later, she was
a successful commercial artist.
II could always get along some
how" she said to Halle. Ivan and
I managed on less than the pro-
verbal bowl Of rice, but that was
in Europe, where we thought our
selves rich to have paints and can
vas, a loaf Of bread and a bit of
cheese. But New York isn't like
that when you're broke"
But we won't be broke" Halle
pointed out. Eric goes into show
next month and he's to have SIS
a week. And, IL we're ever hard up,
I've got $4,000"
you might be hard up. No one
can tell how long a show'll stay
open. But far be 1t from me to cast
hampers on this romantic adven-
ture. You poor kid! You've had
enough. Now, let's plot the we'd
ding and we can tell Eric about
our plans as soon as he gets over
here"
Halle had telephoned the board
ing house where Eric lived as soon
as she reached New York, and been
told that he was at rehearsal. She
left message for him to call at
Sues studio.
There was an electric quality
about Sue as she moved about the
big, Uttered studio which was her
home. saying, Wen shove this out
OF the way and ill this space up
with flowers. :" Halle was soon
caught up in its current, putting
the past behind her, looking for
ward to the future.
you'll be my bridesmaid, Sue ?"
Sue gave her q grin and ran
grimy fingers through the untidy
mop of her black hair. She looked |
ruefully down the angular length
Of her which was nearly six feet. |
"Some bridesmaid I'd make, but |
surei Only don't try to do me In |
organdie."
mo. Halle said firmly. I'm on !
organdie for life.
Sue was making coffee, back Of |
the screen that didn't quite succeed |
IN hiding her kitchen arrange
ments, when the bell rang. II was !