Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 November 1941 — Page 19

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By HELEN R. W ci

THE OFFICES of Durbin and

Thorpe: were exactly like any oth-|

ernoon of her two weeks’ notice. Her dismissal had not come! exactly as a surprise. ie had been nervous and ill-at-ease ever since she ‘had: taken the job, Mr. Dur"bin had been kind and considerate, admonishing her to |take things

easily and calmly, bul depositions | :

existence, and deeds, w icils anathema to her soul

gant, and let those ; for him know he cons

had social strata. That he ; money; that his’ wife he the partnership with

Diana knew that he ad numerous “affairs” with women posing as * clients, and when she {first came p into the office, she made the mistake of refusing his invitation to dinner rather coldly. Thereatter he had become her tormentor. Miss Montgomery, : a - caustic young lady with fawn-colored hair, an assertive manner and 10 years’ - legal experience, had come a week before. Efficiency fairly oozed from Miss Montgomery's lacquered finger fips. 2 8 8

ALONE FOR a moment in the outer office, Diana walked to the _ window and looked out jas the first snow of the season swirled in eddying. circles ‘about the heads of pedestrians in Center st. eight stories

below. “She thought of how things looked at home ‘now—she’d probably be back at the farm in a few days. Desolate,. anew b this nother life,

ot “love her mother nd fa brothers were more than dear to her. But her father "had said, watched this loveliest blossoming into womanhood, e won't be able to keep her much oraor, Dora . Beauty like hers is made for a much finer setting!” - The outer door opened and Richard Thorpe came in, followed by a tall man. who walked with a long swinging stride and a brief case. Diana wondered if the tall man was .a new client. Another lawyer Perhaps. There was something ,. distinguished even, about his appearance. She had seen that he had a strong, jutting jaw and blue eyes 3S whith ig Diana briefen con an SppiSSiacion. of da pi She turned her contemplation” of the street bel They'd i glad to nave her back at the farm. She was really needed

there. «There was Bil Jackson, $00, Who man .the store at the eross-roads and wanted to marry Diana. Her er always said she couldn’ see what more Diana wanted than Bill

and the comfortable home he would |:

give her. Diana often wondered, - too, ‘She was fond of Bill. d

gone was. “thrifty “&. good com - handsome in a way. Yet she'd said: | ~ “Please, Bill _ making-

~]come back—and you will come back. «+ The love of the land is bred in your

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“I can’t describe my- symptoms, Doc, but I feel like the third from the top of that totem pole looks!”

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|boues, Diana.” 4 2 '& 8 THE SOUND of Richard Thorpe’s | buzzer brought her back to reality, ,|and she hastened to get her note--|book and pencil, - Richard Thorpe’s private office was more pleasant: than the outer one. As she togk her seat .at' the

{handsome man as Richatd Thorpe " {should have such a digagresable disposition. He began to dictate the opening sentences of an “agreement between Laird and Burton, publishers, parties of the first part, and Stephen Curt, writer on: economics, current history, and politics, party of the second part, for the publication in book form of a series of articles heretofore. appearing in the National News.” Everyone xiew about Stephen Curt, one af the country’s most popular and highest paid writers and political commentators. So this was he—the man whom Diana’s father called the “smartest man in Ameri-

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to ‘take my dictation, please say so!” Richard Thorpe’s voice cracked like ¢ whip across Diana’s startled]

consciousness. She had entirely lost|

track of what Thorpe was. saying. Thorpe was white with anger. - Suddenly, something long dammed up burst ‘within Diana. She: rose, trembling, and slammed ner dictation book down under. Richard Thorpe’s nose! - “You're quite right, Mr. Thorpe,”

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and humiliation. to take any more, citHer of your dictation or your insults! As far as I am concerned, you and all your associates may go to the devil!” ; (To Be Continued)

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