Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1951)

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Can't we find some real pleasure in one another any more?" When she let herself into the house at almost two -thirty she was happy that she hadn't spoken that way to George. For there he was in the living room, waiting for her. Apprehension came first, because it was so strange to see him there in the middle of the day. "George — what's the matter?" Quickly she went over and kissed him. "You're not ill?" "No." He reddened. "I thought I'd surprise you, come back to see those dresses we didn't get to see yesterday. It's the least I can do for a nineteenth anniversary." "Oh, darling — did you really? George, you're sweet — " She started to kiss him again, but his hands on her shoulders held her off. He glanced meaningly at the doorway of the powder room across the hall. "She's in there," he muttered. "Who's in there?" "That girl. The one from Madame Sophie. She thought it was supposed to be one-thirty, they must have made a mistake when they told her. So she arrived just about when I did. She's been showing me the dresses." "For heaven's sake!" Miriam pulled off her hat and dropped down on the sofa. "This is getting to be a real comedy of errors! I'm sorry you had to be bored by all this." George laughed. "Don't be silly — I told you that's why I came home. It makes a fine excuse for an afternoon off. Of course I didn't expect to be viewing a fashion show all by myself." He lowered his voice. "Listen, don't bother with the two she's already shown me. They're absolute dogs. But she says the one she's putting on now — Oh, there she is." Miriam saw the young model letting herself out of the powder room, and got up smilingly to greet her. "She really is a darling," she thought, watching the color come up under the girl's fair skin as she explained about the mistake in the time. She said reassuringly, "Don't give it another thought. I'm so pleased that my husband was here so that your trip wasn't wasted. Now — let me see." She went back to her seat on the sofa, and Nancy Campbell walked slowly around the room, turning to display the lovely sweep of black lace skirt and the daring cut of the back. George said warmly, "That's one, for my money. It's really terrific, "It's a little low in the back," Miriam said cautiously. "I'm not sure my back warrants that kind of display." Nancy Campbell said eagerly, "Oh, but Madame Sophie said you were the only — the only — " she faltered, and got very red. Miriam laughed. "The only woman of my age who could wear it? She says that to me so often I'm beginning to believe it." "And why not?" George asked energetically. "Before you came in Miss Campbell herself was telling me how attractive she thought you were." Miriam gave him a warning look and a slight shake of the head. Nancy j Campbell, she saw, was embarrassed almost to the point of tears. She was very young and very shy. George really shouldn't tease her. He caught the reproof and raised an eyebrow. "All right," he said. "To make up for it I'll drive you back to Madame Sophie's, Miss Campbell — or anywhere else you're scheduled to go. As soon as my wife has made up her mind." Miriam studied the black lace. It was daring. Probably too young, with that revealing back and shoulder line, and the short pert skirt, but — "I'll take that one!" she decided aloud. "I don't even want to see the others. They might be so much more suitable that they'd mix me all up again." "Fine, " George said. "You can wear it to the theater Friday night — didn't I tell you?" He grinned at her. "Special anniversary present. Real party." Miriam suddenly felt warm and happy. What had been the matter with her anyway? Here was George, as sweet and thoughtful and painstaking about her happiness as any husband could be . . . what had come over her that she'd been mourning over their lost marriage? It had all been right in her own befuddled mind, and it was a lucky thing George merely thought she hadn't been feeling well. She couldn't kiss him with l^ancy Campbell standing there, but she tried to put into her eyes the message that she wanted to. The girl was ready to go in a matter of minutes, and Miriam saw them into George's car still with that revived warmth in her heart. She was too happy to remember that up until yesterday George hadn't looked, hadn't spoken, as he did now. Hadn't given her so much thought that he came back unexpectedly on a weekday afternoon because she didn't seem well. Hadn't surprised her with theater tickets. In short, it hadn't been in her own mind at all. But it was too easy and pleasant 94 Nairn City. HAVE YOU SEEN the fugitive criminal described on the "True Detective Mysteries" radio program Sunday afternoon? *1 000 REWARD is offered for information leading to his arrest. 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