The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1942-04-17
Chapter II

4 know where I've seen you'll" said
the soldier suddenly, swapping his
/ 2ngers as his memory obeyed him.
You're the girl Ferdy Lorton paint
ed, against background Of Laur-
entian hills"
Myra stared at him. Don't tell
me you know Ferdy?"
II do. He's a great friend Of
mine"
Myra nodded. at doesn't sur
prise me. He's a great friend of
most every man in Montreal"
I'D better introduce myself.
Nigel Monkhouse, lieutenant, Royal
Canadian Artillery. saw your pic
ture first in the Spring Exhibition"
Luckily most of my friends
didn't recognize me-" said Myra.
std never have lived it down.
He had q crazy idea that there was
some relation between all those
bumps and hills in the Laurentiants
and my face" Myra laughed.
maybe he was right at that"
"Ferdy thinks the world of you"
In q purely platonic way, of
course" said Myra. Nov if you
really want to meet that rhapsody
in blue, he is the man to help
you. He not only knows every
man in town, but sooner or later
he seems to meet all the prettiest
girls"
Lieutenant Nigel Monkhouse
spuffed at his cigaret. He nodded
SLOWLY. "It gets me. I don't know
show he does 1T. With that sandy
hair and that grin of his, I sup
Sposes He's not tall, he's not dark,
hes not even handsome, he looks
at times as though he slept out all
might on the tiles, and yet he al
ways SENS to have a pretty girl
Tor two in love with him. There
should be hope for me-"
He said it half humorously but
Agra took him up.
II doubt it." she said. you're
- nice enough boy, but you've got
Bno nerve. The ones that speak
10 me like you did are always the
lDnes that would run a mile before
speaking to a girl like Blue Hat
lkl bkIS SCdLlOu.
Nigel Monkhouse blushed and
grinned. well there's something
20 comfortable about you no
nonsense and all that sort of !
khing."
Myra shook her head without |
the Kicker of a smile on her face.
mo. That's not it. I know your
type. You look at a pretty face
and fall for it and it frightens you
20 much you rush right into the
arms Of a motherly sort to tell her
All about it. But that's the way
1t goes. You pay for your weak
nesses in this world. Here we
are at Montreal West and you
could have been sitting with the
kedhead all this while in an aura
bf ecstacy, instead of with dead
pan like mine. That is if you'd
bad enough nerve
There the incident might have
snded. The conversation made the
rest Of the journey to Montreal go
very quickly. Myra said a quick
farewell to Lieutenant Monkhouse
on the station platform and made
her way to st. James Street and
The once.
The offices of Consolidated Steel
we're even more busy than usual
with war work and Myra was soon
plunged into the Monday thick of
It. she was secretary to Mr.. Macal-
luna and the more his work grew
the more hers increased. BY eleven
o'clock she had forgotten about the
girl at the station and the shy
young officer in the train. In fact
She had forgotten all about the
Weekend by noon and it seemed as
though Sc had never done any
Thing but work.
But two interesting things in
Eruded into the busy morning.
Her young sister telephoned to
say that her brother had arrived
home suddenly from England.
mat was important news. He was
Myras favorite brother and had
been overseas with the First
Division since the first
sailing: his return was unexpected.
But apparently he had been COM
In England and was
Dne Of . number of officers sent
back. for posting the Third Di-
Vision.
The other thing that happened
vas not so important.
Miss Mackl" Mr.. Macallum's
voice startled her from steep
stack Of papers she was sorting.
7 want you to slip over to Ram
SONS, the stockbroker! I want
you to hand this to him personally.
It Is very important and I want
It 70 get to him quickly"
He handed her a bulky envelope
Ind in q few minutes she was out