The Ypsilanti daily press. (Ypsilanti, Mich.) 1928-1962, 1942-05-15

could see where she was going.
However, she could see people look
ing curiously at her, and turning
to stare after her. People. made
peculiar and lop-sided by the mois-
ture in her eyes.
She stopped, scrubbed her eyes
furtively, then forced herself to
slow, meandering walk that did not
attract attention and made her
way north on State street, pausing
often to look In windows. Before a
restaurant, filled with baked tur-
keys, raw chops, parsley and to-
matoes. Before drugstore where a
tired, bedraggled girl dipL d Bra
zil nuts into a chocolate mixture
and set them out on oiled paper,
with a little wrist-twirling move
ment that left a curlicue on top.
Before a cluttered dress shop filled
with cheap evening dresses. Before
a high-priced beauty salon filed
with mirrors and expensive cos
metics. Before the State-Lake the
alter. with its display sheets of
vaudeville acts.
She went In and took a seat In
one Of the old-fashioned boxes at
the edge Of the stage; she was the
only occupant. A fine marriage, she
derided, while a family of eight
acrobats, ranging from papa down
to two young boys, did a lot of
hurting through the air. Larry's
dashing to the theater after their
marriage. Augustus party that gave
them scarcely a moment together.
Larry's nap while she went to see
Verrazano. His not being there
when she returned to the hotel
and finally, this last! Being posi-
lively chased from the theater so
that she had to sit watching vaude-
vile acts instead of being with her
husband at the hit show Of two sea-
sons.
Comedians followed the acrobats. |
then came a dance group, next a |
couple who sang and played two
pianos. and after them a single. a
man in checked suit and derby who
did a bit of juggling and a lot of
chatter.
Yes" he prattled, II always eat
at the cafeteria just around the
corner. / drink my coffee before /
get to the cashier. They can't
charge a person for an empty cup"
He let a tennis ball roll down his
leg, kicked up at it with his toe
and caught it in his derby. Then
.ook out a deck Of trick cards, muf-
ing all tricks. And olives! How /
owe olives. But they are expensive,
10 always poke them into nv
mashed potatoes"
For some reason, probably re-
axation from miserable tension.
Anette laughed noticeably and at
racted the mans attention. He
walked toward her. Little lady.
low about helping me with a
oke" In response to her slight
lod Of affirmation, he said, .Irll
SIX II you have heard the story
bout the peacock? You say, No
hen I'll pull the joke. Got it?"
Anette nodded again. An cleo
rician found her with spotlight
nd the audience watched both her
nd the performer in the checked
UT. He staggered back to center
tage, made a great TODD over
traightening his hat and necktie ,
hen approached her once more
1th a silly little walk that brought {
nickers from the crowd. II
Loudly he called out, Tell me 8
Mss, have you heard the story
bout the peacock" and awaited. I
'nndently smiling, her reply, her
Operative mol" r
instead, she yelled perversely. {
Yes, I've heard it," A BETRAYAL r
lat caused the mans eyebrows to 8
Sc and his jaws to drop. 1T was 3
beautiful tail, wasn't lt?" he