The Waterbury Democrat., 1946-03-11

in pronhesylng that BOggio's at- tack of dyspepsia would leave him cOckier than ever. He berates ka- bateck for not working hard enough but refuses t0 let him open an Ofklce.
 CHAPTER XIV
 AS time went on my meetings "A with Ginger were greatly sirn- plifled. She had hit upon Q system that we called "Maisie."
 Maisie O'Driscoll had been one of the girls in the line ct Minsky's when Ginger had first started out there. Maisie was the third from the left. Ginger the fourth. That kind of e setup makes for either rivalry or friendship, Tn this case they hit 1t of. What objections could Boggio have If Ginger suddenly decided to see @ whole lot of her friend who had meanwhile married and settled downp
 And then one evening We became reckless. Busier than ever, Boggio had told Ginger he'd be out until late.
 Let's 60 to the scheherasade. :" she suggested.
 It was Q flashy place. The tables were arranged in tiers around the dance floor, enabling everyone to get a good view of the floor show that went on intermlttently throughout the evening. Our table was on the highest tier, on a sort of mezzanine. The Scheherabade wasn't very big but the walls were practically all mirror and when half . dozen girls kicked their legs 1t looked as If there were millions of them.
 Ginger and were in excellent spirits and after a couple of cock tails became positively bolSterous.
 Hello Maisie,' she grinned.
 Hello Ginger"
 She turned to face the mirror across from us.
 Don't you think we make a pret- ty good combination?"
 You bet we do. With my looks and your brains we're about the smartest couple in the joint"
 We both laughed and then some- thing happened. Ginger turned to look at herself in the mirror again and the laugh froze on her face. tsWHATs the matter%
 w She didn't answer and her face was white as a sheet. I followed her gaze. The mirror she was look ing into reflected the one facing the bar downstairs. My gaze slowly trav- eled along several figures seated on the high stools, then my stomach turned to lead. Holding a glass of milk in one hand and talking ex- citedly to man whose face l couldn't see was Boggio. All he had to do was look up and he'd see us.
 Practically paralyZed, I slowly turned back to Ginger again.
 oh, Leo," she murmured. I'm scared. Get me out of this. Do something, pleaseI"
 shut upl" snapped. And don't move"
 It was hard enough for me to figure out what we were going to do without having Ginger throw 8 it.
 Tn this lousy Hall of Mirrors we had as much chance of remaining unseen as a couple of goldfish.
 Finally I leaned forward. Where's the little girls room?" I whispered. You might slip in there"
 Right back of you" she ans wered. She was about to rise but I stopped her.
 Its no good. When you walk past that mirror youIl be smack in his field of vision. Just stay put and look ct the menu" . e~a
 TT was one of those huge affairs, ! the size of a tabloid. She did as she was told and continued to think. Maybe we could slip over to less prominent spot? But the place was packed. Only one table was empty and it was marked Reserved" It wasn't much better than ours but you clutch at any straw in an emeigency. Hiding my face I hailed the waiter as he walked by.
 Look" said. We want to move to that table over there. Can you arrange it2"
 Sorry. We've been holding 1t for some regulars. And I've prom- ieed it to a couple Of gentleman at the bar if the party doesn't show up in five minutes
 One of them drinking . glass Of milky" l managed to say.
 "xes,"
 beekoned to him to come closer lde leaned down.
 T don't want him to see me. Stall him. Oct him out of here.
 "I'm sorry. I've already prom. ised him the table"
 This was no tune for argning.
 How much did he give y0u7" ] inquired. The walter hesilated.
 Come ont" snapped. How mneh9"
 Ten dolhrs." he sald. reluctantly.
 I fumbled in nay pocket. pulled out 6 wad of notes and peeled of three fIvts slipped them llllo hlA