Love Came Laughing By by Emilie Loring

Author:Emilie Loring [Loring, Emilie]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Lume Books
Published: 2020-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

“Ask her once, ask her twice

Ask her pretty and ask her nice

adapted from a square dance call, in case you are interested, maestro.”

“Glad to hear laughter in your voice. From the first glance I had at your face when I came in I expected that late or soon you would burst into tears on my shoulder. To return to my question,” he poised a pencil above an order pad, “coffee now or later?”

“With my luncheon, please.”

He handed the slip to a pink-frocked white-capped waitress a-quiver with thrilled curiosity.

“And, Susie, serve the coffee hot in a pot.”

“Sure Mr. Sanford, I know how you like it. And will your young lady take cream?”

“Will my young lady take cream?” He chuckled. “You’re not committing yourself to being my young lady by answering, Miss Adair.”

“I would like cream with the coffee.” As the waitress glided away he laughed.

“As you could see, you have provided the food for romance for Susie. She is deeply concerned at my bachelor state.”

“Do you never invite a woman to lunch?”

“Not here. My guests choose a more top-drawer locale.”

“How did you know I came here? You did know, didn’t you? It wasn’t coincidental that you arrived a few minutes after I came in, was it?”

“No.” He twisted a glass tumbler the exact shade of the red in the tablecloth and set the ice within it tinkling. “I was at the window of my office looking down at the street figuring on a problem when the frantic tooting of automobile horns drew my attention to a girl in—what color is your costume?”

“Couturiers have a name for it—blonde.”

“In a blonde outfit even to shoulder bag and shoes, who was dodging and darting in front of the hoods of trucks, cars, and taxis. Each time she turned I caught a flash of pink—you’re a marked woman with those camellias. You wore them to the studio last evening, didn’t you?”

“That’s right.”

“To continue the saga, I broke my own speed record through the outer office, ignoring my sobbing sister huddled behind a typewriter, ran down the stairs and at the risk of voiding my life insurance policy bucked the traffic and crossed the street.” He folded his arms on the table and leaned forward.

“Have you ever thought, Miss Adair, that there are a lot of less messy ways of ending it all than being crushed under wheels—if that was your idea.”

“It wasn’t, of course it wasn’t, equally of course the jaywalking stunt was a crazy impulse. I don’t know why I did it. Let’s charge it up to brainstorm and get to the reason of the summons to your office. Is it to cancel the radio contract?”

“No. Where did you pick up that fool idea? Susie is bearing down on us. I’ll explain later. Why are you taking off that corsage?”

“Too sensational for this hour and place.”

The waitress fairly tingling with secret understanding smiled at Wendy.

“Isn’t there something else you would like, dear?”

“Thank you, no. Wear these when you go off duty.”

Susie hesitantly took the camellias she offered, looked at Rolfe Sanford.

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