Since You Went Away Page #2

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I hope you won't mind

waiting on last month's bill.

I haven't received

my first allotment check yet,

and I'm not

a very good manager.

I know, everybody's

got problems these days.

Now, you take me,

for instance.

I'm trying to get enough

of everything for my customers.

Would you believe it, Mrs. Hilton...

one of them had the nerve

to ask me why I didn't

go into the black market.

- Me, with my boy in the service.

- You don't mean Johnny?

I wondered why

I haven't seen him lately.

Yes, ma'am,

and he's a mighty fine boy.

I've got a picture of him

in his uniform right here.

I'd love to see him.

You're very proud of him,

aren't you?

Yes, ma'am.

There are two things that Johnny

always wanted to be.

One of them

was to be an aviator.

And what is Johnny's

other ambition, Mr. Mahoney?

Well, you wouldn't

be believin' this maybe,

but it's advertising.

Advertising.

My Johnny always wanted

to be an advertising man.

Well, I'm sure he'll be

very successful at it.

You really think that,

do you, ma'am?

Yes, I do.

You do?

Well, I guess I'd better

be running along.

- Good-bye, Mrs. Hilton.

- Good-bye.

Mr. Mahoney.

I think Mr. Hilton

might like to help Johnny

get into the advertising business

when the war's over.

Now, that is an idea.

It wouldn't have occurred to me.

Mr. Hilton is in the advertising

business, isn't he?

And I'm sure he'd be delighted.

We've always thought Johnny

was a fine, intelligent boy.

That he is, ma'am.

That and a whole lot more.

And you've really given us

something to look forward to...

me and Johnny and the missus.

It was very nice of you to come

and visit with me this way.

Not at all, ma'am.

Not at all.

- Mother.

- Yes?

Do you think that I could

be a good secretary?

Ha, a secretary.

Why don't you be a Wac?

You could be their mascot.

All right, go ahead and starve.

See if I care.

Dumb magazines.

Everybody's got magazines.

I know!

Why don't we take somebody

into the house... a roomer?

If you're going to throw away aces,

Jane, that's fine with me.

Mother, why shouldn't we

rent a room?

- There's such a terrible shortage.

- Go away.

Down with five.

It's perfectly ridiculous, Brig.

A stranger in our home.

Where you get your ideas

is beyond me.

Certainly it's ridiculous.

It's Communism... that's what it is.

Oh, pooh.

We could get an officer maybe.

And it might be

sort of like having Pop back.

An officer.

I think maybe she's right.

I understand there's not

a room to be had in town.

It might be very patriotic of us

to take an officer into our house.

Patriotism hasn't

anything to do with it.

You're just crazy

about uniforms.

We should do everything

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