Evening star. [volume], July 07, 1940, Page 12, Image 88

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There was a lire laid in the living
room grate, so 1 touched a match to
it and snapped oil the lights. 'I hen I
sank into a chair and wondered what
was coming next.
When she came in with the coffee,
the lire was blazing I got up and took
the tray from her. “Isn’t this cozy?"
I asked.
She didn’t answer. She stixxi at the
window lor a moment, looking out.
and then came back and faced me:
“What happened to your car?”
“I told you. Some drunk — ”
“It was repossessed, wasn't it?”
So I had to own up. What the heck,
she’d have found out anyway. "I’ve
been so blamed busy.” I said, “I for
got to mail the check.”
She sat down. I handed her a cup.
“Have you got the money to pay for
it?” she asked.
“I did have, but that darned Louis
cracked down on me tonight. He's
got a crust.”
"People are funny," she said.
"They all expect to be paid some
time.”
“I wish you could sell that idea to
my clients.”
“I’d like to help you out,” said
Dutch. “But my balance is pretty low,
too.”
I PUT my cup clown on the table
"What you do with your money,” I
said, "beats me."
“I’ll tell you.” said Dutch. “1 spend
it all on front.”
"Front for what?”
“For you.”
"You’re crazy,” I said.
She leaned back on the sofa and
lit a cigarette. “Have you any idea,”
she asked me, "what it costs to be
dressed by llortense, coated by Fill
more’s, hatted by John Hatson,
coiffed by Best? Do you know what I
have to pay for fox evening wraps
and Palm Springs sports outfits?
We’re at a night club every night,
and if 1 wear anything more than
twice, some one of your glamorous
girl friends says to me: ‘1 always did
like that frock you’re wearing.’ ’’
. "Darling," 1 said. “I’d take you
places in a gingham house dress."
“You would like fun.” She crushed
her cigarette in the ash tray. “No, I
have nothing in my tank account.
But 1 can do this." She took off the
diamond, handed it to me.
"Not a chance." 1 pushed her hand
away.
“Take it," said Dutch. “You can
hock it."
“I wouldn't dream of it.”
“Then I will, first thing in the
morning.”
She had me in an angle now. Was
my face red! “You can't do that.
Dutch.”
“Why not?”
“Because — ” Gee, 1 hated to
spring it! “Because it isn't paid for.”
She dropped the ring as though it
had burned her fingers. I couldn't
bear the way she looked at me. I
blurted out, “Oh. I’ve paid some on
it. I bought it on the deferred-pay
ment plan.”
**1 see,” she said levelly. "Well,
there’s one thing you can't get on the
deferred-payment plan any longer.”
“What is it?”
“Me.”
“I don’t get you,” 1 said.
"For three years,” she told me,
“it’s been ‘next year, Baby, it’s orange
blossoms,’ or ‘in about six months
now, and we'll make the grade.’ ”
“Okay,” I said. “Meet me at the
license bureau at nine o’clock.”
“Not me. I’m repossessed, too.”
“All I wanted,” I told her, “was
to do it right. 1 was just giving you a
break. 1 wanted to do things in a big
way — ”
“I know what you want," Dutch
answered. "A big car, a big office, a
big diamond — everything on a big
scale. Do you know what I want?”
“No,” I said. “Do you?”
“You bet 1 do. 1 want a little lei
sure, a little quiet, a little freedom
from worry and scrambling to make
ends meet. I want a little place that’s
all paid for and a little-time to enjoy
it. I want a little life, Hal — and you
just don’t fit in.”
“Hey, now, wait a minute,” I said.
“I know how you feel — I get tired
of all this continual batting around
REPOSSESSED
Continued from preceding page
myself, every once in a while. But
good gosh, girl, we have to do it.
We’re building up to something im
portant. It’s all in the game.”
“It’s your game, not mine. I real
ized tonight that I can’t win "
“Tonight?”
“When I saw you with that girl.”
I-“-1
Lariar
"So next time, Brightman,
be more careful where you
eat your crackers!"
A wave of relief swept over me. If
that’s all it was — “You don’t mean
to say you’re jealous of that screw
ball,” I laughed. I leaned back in my
chair again, and reached for a ciggie.
But it wasn’t as simple as that.
“Not that one, perhaps.” said Dutch.
“Or at least only for a minute. But
she’s young. Hal, and vivid and geared
high. She’s a flash. She's what you’re
always talking about — front.”
“You’re front, too," 1 said. "Plenty.”
"Life on the deferred-payment
plan,” she went on. “Take what you
can get and pay when you have to
I’ve had all I want of it. From now
on I’m strictly cash and carry. That’s
why I asked for a transfer to the
Chicago office — I saw this coming.”
She looked me straight in the eyes.
"1 didn't tell you because I didn’t
want to spoil your evening, but I'm
leaving on Wednesday."
When I tell you my heart stopped
beating, it isn't a figure of speech.
“Dutch,” I said, trying to keep my
voice steady, "don't do this thing.
Don’t split us up. If you go to Chicago,
it can only end one way."
“It can only end one way anyhow.”
she declared.
I rose quickly. “Don’t say that
don’t even think it. Maybe I have
been taking things too much for
granted. But. honey, I wouldn't know
what to do without you. You know
how it is with me — I never hear a
good gag without thinking, ‘Gee, I
must tell that one to Dutch!' When
1 find a swell new place to go to, I
can’t wait to take you there.” My
voice broke, but I went on: "Dutch,
look! I know I’m phony in a lot of
ways — I go haywire — but under
neath I'm still me — "
I turned away and the room fell
silent. I looked at her again. She
hadn’t moved. "Dutch
“It's no use," she said. "It won’t
work out.”
"It will, it will!” I protested. She
looked white and tired and a little old.
"Look," I said. "Don’t decide to
night. Get a little shuteye. You’ll feel
different in the morning.” I had to
let it go at that.
But I couldn’t get a word with her
in the morning. And the next night
she had to go to His Nobs's house to
talk over details and the next day
she was leaving.
She called me in the morning. “Hal,”
she said, "I won’t have time for lunch.
But if you want to meet me at the
station — ”
I was there a half hour too early,
watching every face. I saw her at last.
She had on a keen little hat and a
tweed suit of that new blue, and there
was a porter following with her bags.
It was the bags made me realize that
she was leaving. In spite of all that
I could say — in spite of all that had
been between us, she was on her way.
“I’m sorry I was late." she said.
"But there were so many things t0
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THE GIRL THEY LETT
BEHIND THEM
The kids are at camp, and their Father’s away
With cronies who’re going to be fishing all day,
So Mother’s alone, and is trying to plan
Her desolate Sunday as well as she can.
She isn’t accustomed to Life Without Father,
She’s used to the noise and the pleasure and bother
Of children and radio, comics and dinner . . .
At solitude Mother is just a beginner.
But — how she does relish this change in her diet —
A Sunday when she can just loaf and be quiet!
— Margaret Fishback