Indianapolis Times, Indianapolis, Marion County, 17 April 1942 — Page 30

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By Edmund Fancott

CHAPTER TWO “1 know where I've seen you!” gaid the soldier suddenly, snapping his fingers as his memory obeyed

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me you know Ferdy?” “I do. He's a great friend cf mine.” Myra nodded. me. He's a great friend of most every man in Montreal.”

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Monkhouse, lieutenant, Royal Canadian artillery. I saw your picture first in the spring exhibition.” “Luckily most of my friends didn’t recognize me,” said Myra. “I'd never have lived it down. He had a crazy idea that there was some relation between all those bumps and hills in the Laurentians and my face.” “Ferdy thinks the world of you.” “In a purely platonic way, of course,” said Myra. “Now if you really want toc 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.” Lieut. Nigel Monkhouse puffed at his cigaret. He nodded slowly. “It gets me. I don't know how he does it.” 2 2 4 HE SAID it half humorously but Myra took him up. “I doubt it,” she said. “Youre a nice enough boy, but you've got no nerve. The ones that speak to me like you did are always the ones that would run a mile before speaking to a girl like Blue Hat on the station.” Nigel Monkhouse blushed and grinned. “Well there's something so comfortable about you . . . no nonsense and all that sort of thing.” Myra shook her head without the flicker of a smile on her face. “No. That's not it. I know your type. You look at a pretty face and fall for it and it frightens vou so much you rush right into the arms of a motherly sort to tell her all about it. But that’s the way it goes. You pay for your weaknesses in this world. Here we are at Montreal West and you could have been sitting with the redhead all this while in an aura of ecstasy, instead of with a deadpan like mine.” There the incident might have ended. The conversation made the rest of the journey to Montreal go very quickly. = 2 =

THE OFFICES of Consolidated Bteel were even more busy than usual with war work and Myra was soon plunged into the Monday thick of it. She was secretary to Mr. Maccallum and the more his work grew the more hers increased. By 11 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 week-end by noon. But two interesting things intruded into the busy morning. Her young sister telephoned to say that her brother had arrived home from England. The other thing that happened was not so important. “Miss Mack!” Mr. Macallum’s voice startled her from a steep stack of papers she was sorting. “I want you to slip over to Ramsom’s the stockbroker! I want you to hand this to him personally.” He handed her a bulk envelop

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IT WAS quiet in the stockbroker’s office and she was told to go straight through to Mr. Ransom’s office. As she reached the door it opened and she bumped right into the girl who was coming out. She gasped and the girl gasped, then the girl apologized but Myra only stared. Miss Blue Hat—the girl on the station platform. Myra went past her and delivered her envelope. Mr. Ransom asked her to wait outside for a return envelope which would be ready in a minute. In the outer office she saw the girl at a desk and crossed to her. “Sorry I banged into you so hard just now.” The girl smiled and Myra noticed that her eyes were a clear blue green. Myra shook her head. “I saw you on the platform at Lakeside this morning.” “I remember,” said the girl. “You were with that tall officer.” “Not exactly,” said Myra, “but it seemed to work out that way because we were talking of you.” The girl blushed and Myra put that down to the credit side. She continued. “He thought you were the amswer to a soldier's dream, but

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I decided you weren't interested in men.” The girl looked up in surprise. “Why not?” she said frankly. 2 2 2 MYRA WRINKLED Her nose and looked down at the piquant face. “Why not?” echoed Myra slowly. “Well, if you ask me, I should say you make up to compete with women rather than to interest men.” A smile flickered for a moment on the girl's face. “You might explain.” “Simple,” said Myra. “Look at your lips and your eyes. If you had a face like mine you'd need twice as much as that, but with a face like yours you need about a quarter of it.” There was no time to say any more because a boy had brought an envelope to Myra who smiled a farewell to the girl. The girl watched her go with a faint smile playing about her lips. Then Mr. Ransom came out of his office and crossed to her. “Well, Fay,” he said to his daughter, “what does an office feel like after the hectic life?” “Not so bad.” She smiled up at him. “Who was that girl who came in just now?”

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