Radio and television mirror (July-Dec 1942)

were no longer required, but that was no more than I had expected. Soon I would look for another job — as soon as possible, not so much because I needed the money (although I did, badly), as because a job would help me to stop remembering . . . Then I saw the story in the newspaper. I didn't stop to read the rest of the story. In five minutes I was dressed, speeding in a taxi downtown to Johnny's office. THE office looked empty and bare, and my high heels tapped out echoing sounds as I entered. The door from the reception room to the inner office was open, and I went through it. Johnny was at his desk — it and the chair in which he sat were the only two pieces of furniture left in the room. "I've come back, Johnny," I whispered. "Didn't you know I would, as soon as I found out?" "Yes," he said. "I knew you would. I didn't want you to come back to — all this . . . It's easier to get in with a man like Kennedy than it is to get away from him. When I saw you in the hospital, I'd already tried — I'd told him I was resigning. He had other ideas. He said he wouldn't let me go, and if I tried it he'd turn over a file of all the cases I'd handled for him to the Bar Association. I told him to go ahead — that I hadn't done anything. He said maybe I'd been able to kid myself on that score but I hadn't been able to kid you, apparently, and he didn't think I'd be able to kid the Bar Association." "But you still quit!" I cried. "Not only that, but you went right ahead and exposed him! Oh, Johnny — I'm so proud — " Johnny sighed. "Yes, I told the Bar Association all I knew. I wasn't going to — Kennedy had me licked — until I talked to you in the hospital. Then I knew I'd have to go ahead, no matter what happened to me. And — " his lips twisted wryly — "it happened all right. The Bar Association took my testimony against Kennedy and thanked me for it, but they revoked my license. They had to, of course; I don't blame them. But — I'm not a lawyer now." He covered his face with his hands, and then somehow it was easy for me to walk around the desk and cradle his head against my breast. "Never mind. Never mind," I murmured. "We'll get along, somehow. And we'll be happy, so much happier than we were while you worked for Kennedy." He held me close, and after a moment he confessed with a shamefaced laugh, "It's funny — I'm out of a job, haven't any future and darn' little money — but you're right. I am happier than I've been for a long time." We were both laughing — the shaky kind of laughter that's so close to tears — when the telephone rang, startlingly loud in that bare room. Johnny stared — hesitated — then picked it up. "Hello . . ." he said. When he hung up again his face was bewildered. "That was Coalition Party headquarters," he said dazedly. "They want me to run for Alderman. They're going to kick the Kennedy gang out, and they say they need me on their ticket! Me!" With the last, explosive word he'd become Johnny again, the old Johnny, eager, excited, ready for battle. The Johnny he'd been when he took Mrs. Tonelli's case. The Johnny he'd never stopped being, in my heart. JULY, 1942 *£> made to This was it . . . the real thing ... the night you dreamed about ever since freckles and pigtails. And now you re-live every precious minute . . . That look in his eyes when you floated down the staircase. The way he held you close as you danced. And how he sulked, when the stag line caught up with you! Then like the climax to a great play ... he suggested a stroll in the moonlight. You felt like a leading lady, walking with him on the terrace . . . And to think you almost didn't go tonight . . . almost called it off! If it hadn't been for Jane, you'd have let trying days of the month rule your life! But remember how she laughed at your worries . . . made you promise to switch to Kotex sanitary napkins ? As she put it — it's comfort you want most, and most everyone knows Kotex is more comfortable! Because Kotex is made in soft folds, it's naturally ess bulky . . . more comfortable stay soft while wearing. A lot different from pads that only "feel" soft at first touch. Then, too, Kotex has flat, pressed ends that do away with bumps and bulges. And a new moisture-resistant "safety shield" for added protection. No wonder your lingering doubts and fears vanished completely! So you've decided that from now on Kotex is "a must". Now you know why it's more popular than all other brands of pads put together! Be confident . . . comfortable . . . carefree — with Kotex*! •TAIN'T IN TEXT BOOKS! Where's a girl to learn all about her "problem"? The new free booklet, "As One Girl To Another" tells all. Mail name and address to P. 0. Box 3434, Dept MW-7, Chicago, and get copy postpaid and FREE. (*T. M. Reg. U. S. Pat. Off.) 55