Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1942-02-05

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occasion like this. The square neck
was provocatively cut, the sleeves
long and tight. She had drawn her
smooth black hair over her ears,
and coiled it in low knot at the
nape of her white neck
"Look, Syb,' Joan begged, MAY
1 use a little of your perfume?"
Sybil thrust the bottle at her I'M
graciously. "That dress makes you
look ten years older, JOAN
Joan was not to be ruff1ed. "After
all, darling, you can't expect me
to run around in pink tulle all my
life. And Karl must be all of thirty
fve," she added thoughtfully.
"All of forty snapped Sybil.
''You have no business running
around with man twice your age"
"Skip it! Please, Sybil!"
Karl Miller put an end to the ar
gument by pressing his finger on
the doorbell. Joan flew to meet
him. She was proud of him. His
charming manners. His impecca-
BILE evening clothes. His smooth,
Indifferent chatter as he talked
pleasantly to Sybil while Joan got
her wrap But she knew from her
sisters cold good night that she
was not favorably impressed.
Karl knew it too. 81 don't think
your sister likes me-" he said as
he helped Joan into his car. "Per-
| haps she thinks | am too old for
you.'
His uncanny accuracy embar-
raised Joan "SybiPs been married
and divorced. She's not very trust
ing when it comes to, men,"
"And you, Joan? Do you trust
mem"
'ssome men," Joan replied, hop
ing that she sounded careless.
They went to a night club. II
could use a few pointers" Karl told
her, "since I'm new to this kind OF
business"
A Hawaiian orchestra played un-
der soft rosy lights. Karl was
superb dancer, surprisingly light on
his feet for such heavily built
man.
Hes like tempered STEEL" Joan
thought. "Everything about him.
Voice, expression, strength" He
held her lightly but Joan felt that
she could not have broken away
from him had she tried.
81 have news for you," he said
suddenly, ''Your former employer,
Mr.. milford, has gone out of bust
ness. No doubt that is why he let
you CO.
"But that's impossible" Joan
cried in surprise. "When called the
office three days ago, he had hired
new secretary. Why would he do
that if he were closing the Officer"
Karl Miller did not smile. "You
are quite a little detective"
Joan laughed. "I'd like to be one.
I'm afraid I'm an adventuresome
soul in spite of the unexciting life
I've led.'
"Perhaps your life will become
more exciting as it goes on"
81 hope it does,'' Joan said reck-
lessly.
81 am quite sure" Karl Miller
said tonelessly, "that it will
What was it about him that drew
and held her interest? His face,
which showed her thousand men
: in one? Varied moods, hardness,
GOODNESS, irritation and amusement?
r He was obviously a man of the
: world, a world that Joan had never
known.
T Don't think too much, Joan, "
| IL, hoy 6nyo41y, CT ho1,o
v found that it seldom pays
t 1t was strange evening, gay,
S yet restrained by the Inducements
e that baffled and disturbed Joan.
Afterward, looking back on this eve
n ming, she could understand many
i things, but at the time being with
n Karl was all that mattered. Feel
ing the touch of his arms as they
d danced, looking into his eyes as he
J. raised his glass, hearing his charm
:, ing voice blending into the wall Of
:? Hawaiian music, guitars, gentle
G bass, soft drums, the quartette from,
Honolulu that droned chants into
!? their ears.
e He paid her many compliments
= 81 like your hair that way" he re-
marked. 'It makes you look quite
l. foreign and much older"
G "My sister doesn't like it at all
y She has an idea that I'm still {
re little girl"
His eyes swept the figure in it.
k black velvet sheath. REALLY? I an
r afraid that your sister and I woult
J. not agree"
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