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Dollars to Doughnuts

By EDITH ELLINGTON

YESTERDAY — Clarence offers marbut for Reatrice marriage is nat She watches the eity's crowds, hurrving home from work. Then, sudden impulse, she leaves her joins them. stuffs her mink coat inte a parcel locker.

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parcel lockers a mink coat; the symbol that set her from these hurrying, homese workers, In her dark woolen dress, with its jacket that was almost a coat, Beatrice thought with satisfaction that e looked rather like a girl who was ne to make a costume suit do the iutv of a winter coat that was too

almost spring,” she thought. earned a little, working {fice somewhere, I'd still be > for a new Easter outfit, 5 costume suit is all right. And al could be a leftover It makes the suit seem mer Like a girl in a dream, propelled e powerful subconscious urge, ed to the turnstiles. found a nickel in her change dropped it into the slot and on. At the newsstand from men and women snatched evening papers, she picked up a paper, left three cents. More steps The black train roared into he station, drowning out the other

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A STOUT WOMAN with a brown parcel plumped herself in ront of Beatrice. A younger girl the other side of the stout woman hung from a white tile rung and when the train lurched Beatrice thought it must have wrenched her arm out. Once, as the stout woman juggled her parcel and knocked off Beatrice's the voung girl caught her eye smiled. Beatrice thought, con-| “They're all so used to this.| rat girl—the way she smiled—grin and bear it . . .” She stopped staring at the other necple in the car and concentrated the girl. “Ske’s about my age.”| Suddenly it seemed very important | to examine her carefully, to think] about her. “That's a nice looking coat. It’s] yather like a coat I have. Oh. Al copy. I remember now. In the store, they sell things that look like the good things. . . . But her taste is good. It’s like mine. ...”

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THE GIRL was tall and slim. She wore a perky hat that came to a neak. Her hair was rolled into a soft, brown curl at her neck. “Clean, ’ thought Beatrice. But the 8 fingers on the strap were grubby, No gloves. And when she wasn’t smiling, but sinking back into own thoughts, her red lips drooped. “She’s pretty,” Beatrice decided. She wondered what it must be - like, to be that girl, tired after a day in the office. What was she getting out of life,

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this girl who wore a cheap imitation of a good coat—this girl who must love nice things or she wouldn't have bought that coat. What was she hoping for, and what did she do to make her hopes be realized? Was she happy? Happier than Beatrice? “Oh, yes” Beatrice murmured. “Much happier, Because I'm not happy at all.” -

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JUST THEN, there was a flash of intense, white light outside the window. All the yellow bulbs in the subway car went out. Someone screamed. The train jerked to a sudden halt. Beatrice felt something hit her in the chest. All the breath was knocked out of her. It was the stout woman with the parcel. She had fallen, heavily, into Reatrice’s lap. A moment later, flickering pale emergency lights went on in the car. The stout woman picked herself up, muttering. Beatrice got up. “Please take my seat. If there's to be another jerk, I can stand it better than you can.” Beatrice was standing up beside the young girl, now. The girl was looking ‘at her with a wry little smile, “Sap!” she said. “Did anybody ever get up for you?” Suddenly, something burst with a crash like thunder. The roar rever-

emergency lights went out. “Damn!” said the girl. “I hope

[this isn’t going to be another sub-|OoD

way fire!” “Another?” “Didn't you read about it? Only

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‘train was marooned in the dark(ness. Then impatience began to (grow. People murmured more and ‘more fretfully, A woman asked loudly, “What's happened? What's wrong?” A man roared, “Guard! Isn't there a subway guard on this car?”

Outside the car, Beatrice saw the feeble light of what could only be a lantern, swaying. “Now don’t get excited, folks!” a trainman shouted, holding his lantern aloft. “Just a little trouble down the line.” “We must be under the river!” {the girl told Beatrice. “Wasn't the |last station Whitehall? Yes, that’s where we are, all right. Under the river.” “As soon as the lights come on,” the trainman was announcing, “we’ll all file out and walk back to the station. No danger. Just a few steps along the catwalk.” A woman shrieked, “I can't walk along no tracks. I can't.” A man | complained. “Pay a nickel and walk | home!” But the trainman was determined | to be cheerful. “Here come the (lights, now. All right, everybody. Out this door. Just follow the person in front of you. Beatrice and the girl looked at

|berated through the tunnel, and the ©ach other. The girl shrugged, and

smiled. “If we have to get out and walk, we have to, that's all. Come (Sha

Beatrice felt her hand, steadying [on her arm. Then she was staring down at he narrow black catwalk

a couple of months go. There was|2l0ng the tracks, and all at once nearly a riot.”

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