Part 2 (1/2)
”No, personal query, Penny to Betty.”
”Yes, then, it is very good. You want this in memorandum form. Any carbons?”
”One carbon--in the form of a diamond--gift from Penny to Betty.” Miss Sheridan settled back in her chair, tapped her pretty mouth with her pencil, and surveyed the blond young man. Her eyes were blue--frank, capable eyes.
”Penny, I like my work here----”
”I should hope so----”
”And I don't want to give it up.”
”Then don't.”
”I shall have to, Penny, if you don't stop breaking your word. It was a definite agreement, you know. You were not to propose to me, on any working day, before seven P.M. This is a proposal of course----”
”Yes, of course, but I've just----”
”That makes twice this month, then, that you've broken the agreement.
Now I can go on and put my mind on my work, if you'll let me. Otherwise, I shall have to get a job where they _will_ let me.”
”But, Betty, I've just this noon sat down and figured up where I stand.
It has frightened me a little. I didn't realize I was taking in more than ten thousand a year. And all of a sudden it struck me that I've been an imbecile to wait, or make any agreement----”
”Then you broke it deliberately?”
”Absolutely. Betty--no fooling now; I'm in earnest----”
Studying him, she saw that he was intensely in earnest.
”You see, child, I've tried to be patient because I know how you were brought up, what you're used to. Why, I wouldn't dream of asking you to be my wife unless I could feel pretty sure of being able to give you the comforts you've always had and ought to have. But hang it, Betty, I _can_ do it right! I can give you a home that's worthy of you. Any time!
This year, even!”
”Penny, do you think I care what your income is--for one minute?”
”Why--why----”
”When I'm earning twenty dollars a week myself and prouder of it than--”
”But that's absurd, Betty--for you to be working--as a stenographer, of all things! A girl with your looks and your gifts and all that's back of you.”
”You mean that I should make marriage my profession?”
”Well--well----”
”Probably that's why we keep missing each other, Penny. I've pinned my flag to the principle of economic independence. You're looking for a girl who will marry for a living. There are lots of them. Pretty, attractive girls, too. Your difficulty is, you want that sort. You really believe all girls are that sort at heart, and you think my independence a fad--something I shall get over. Don't you, now?”
”Well, I'll confess I can't see it as the normal thing. Yes, I believe--I hope--you will get over it.”