SERIAL STORY
LADY BY
BY HELEN R. WOODWARD
CHAPTER 1
q-iHS offleei of . Durbln and I
Thorpe were exactly like any
either successful lew firm' the
usual, rather musty, . book-lined
affair. But to Diana Tucker thew
- roomi repretented security of th
most desirable aort on this, tr
last afternoon of her two week
notice.
Her dismissal had not come ex
actiy as a surprise. She had bee
nervous and lll-at-ease ever aim
she had taken the Job. Mr. Du
bin had been kind and conslde:
' tte, admonishing her to tal.
things easily and calmly, bi
depositions had become the night
mares of her existence, and deed
wills, and codicils anathema 1
her souL
Richard Thorpe, the Junk
partner whose personal seeretai
she was really supposed to be, ha
not been so patient with her mu
takes. Diana had disliked him ii
stantly. An extraordinarily hand
some man with a slave-driver
complex.
Diana knew that he had numer
ous "affairs" with women posing
as clients, and when she first
came into the office, she made the
mistake of refusing his invitation
to dinner rather coldly. There
after he had become her tor
mentor. 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
cozed from Miss Montgomery's
lacquered finger tips, and since
her coming Diana had been rele
gated to such unimportant tasks
- as greeting clients and opening'
the mail. Of course, Miss Mont
gomery could have done all this
too,-with scarcely an extra flicker
ef her mascara ed lashes,
A LOKS for a moment in the
outer office, Diana walked to
the window and looked out The
first snow of the season swirled
in eddying circles about the heads
cf pedestrians in Center street
eight stories below. Lights from
chop windows made little spots of
brilliance on the sidewalks in the
fast-gathering gloom.
She thought of how things
looked at home now she'd prob
ably be back at the farm in. a
few days. Desolate, windswept
barrenness and after this taste
of another life, desperate loneli
j ness.
, Not that Diana did not love her
home. The spacious clapboard
house had always been her spe
cial haven. Her hard-working
mother and father, her sister and
brothers were more than dear to I
her. But her father had said, when
he watched this loveliest child
blossoming into womanhood. "We
wont be able to keep her muchi
longer, Dora. Beauty like hers isi
made for a much finer, setting!" '
- The outer door opened and
Richard Thorpe came in, followed'
by a tall man who walked with
'long swinging stride and carried
a- brief case. Nodding briefly to
Diana, they passed into Mr.,
Thorpe's private office and closed'
the door.
Diana wondered if the tall man ,
was a new client. Another lawyer
perhaps. There was something :
striking, distinguished even, about
ma appearance, sne had seen that
he had a strong. Jutting Jaw and)
blue . eyes which swept Diana
briefly.
: . She turned back to her con
templation of the street below, i
Before another hour had passed,'
she would be one of that hurrying I
' throng but without a destination. ;
(During her two months with Dur-1
b in and Thorpe, she bad not man
pged to save anything. She had
needed shoes and a winter coat
Dresses to make her presentable
lat- the office. Food and shelter.
During the last two weeks she
mad been exceedingly frugal. She
had eaten fruit in her room for
breakfast, a sandwich at noon,
(only allowing herself one good
Imeal a day and for a girl whose
appetite was formed on a farm,
this entailed some sacrifice.
There was $8 in her purse now.
Mr. Durbin would give her a
check for (20 more and when
that was gone ...
' They'd be glad to have her back
at the farm. She was really
needed there. Her mother was
always complaining because of'
the fact that when her two daughters-were
old enough to be of
some help they had left Elsa to
marry a young garage mechanic
in Forston, and Diana to study at
the business college in town.
' There was Bill Jackson, too,
who ran the store at the cross
roads and who wanted to marry
Diana. Her mother always said'
she couldn't see what more Diana
wanted than Bill arid the com
fortable home he would give her.
Diana often wondered, too. . Yet
he'd said:
"Please, Bill, I must have a try
et making my own way."
''."I'll wait," he answered, "until
you come back and you will
come back. The love of the land
lis bred in your bones. Diana."
now it jooKea UKe Bill might'
be right she'd be going home In
a, few days. But being on her
own . satisfied something within
her Immoderately, and her ap
pointment to the offices of Durbin
and Thorpe had seemed heaven
sent .
, ' If she had only been able to
(meet the requirements. If only.
iThorpo had been tolerant
"'.: e .
fpHKaound ot Richard Thorpe1!
l'Af.bumr brought ber;ack M
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reality, and she hastened to get
her notebook and pencil. She
didn't like taking dictation from
Thorpe any more than he liked
giving it to her and knew that if
Miss Montgomery had -!en free
at the moment he would have
called her. But Diana sprang to
do his bidding with alacrity,
knowing it would mean that she
might stay in the warmly lighted
rooms an hour or so longer,
Richard Thorpe's private office
was more pleasant than the outer
one. It was bright with burnished
polo trophies and maps and charts
of its owner's travels, and when
the sun shone it was all delicately
striped with light from Venetian
blinds.
He began to dictate the opening
sentences of an "agreement be
tween Laird and Burton, pub
lishers, parties of the first part,
and Stephen Curt writer on eco
nomics, current history, and poli
tics, party ot the second part for
the publication in book form of
a series ot articles heretofore ap
pearing in the National News."
Diana's eyes left the notebook
and traveled to the figure stand
ing at the window looking out on
the winter scene as she had done.
Everyone knew about Stephen
Curt one of the country's most
popular and highest paid writers '
and political commentators. He i
was younger than she had thought
be would be not a great deal
over 30, she decided. He had dark
hair that curled Imperiously back 1
from his brow and blue eyes that '
looked like a frozen-over lake.
"Miss Tucker, if you do not In- i
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say sol"
Richard Thorpe's voice cracked
lllke a whip across Diana's startled
j consciousness. Her face flushed
1 crimson as she realized that in
her contemplation ot Stephen
Curt she had entirely lost track
of what Thorpe was saying. She
'.saw Curt turn and bore Into her
With his keen blue gaze, and her
confusion Increased.
Suddenly, something long
dammed up burst within Diana,
iShe rose, trembling, and slammed
I her dictation book down on the
desk directly under Richard
Thorpe's noset
"You're quite right Mr.
Thorpe," she said, her voice hot
with fury and humiliation. "I do
not Intend to take any more,
either of your dictation or your
insults! As far as I am concerned,
you and U your associates may
go to the devil!"
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