The Company She Keeps Page #2

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Nurse's aide in a private hospital here.

If you don't like it...

You shouldn't have done such

fine work at the prison hospital.

It won't be so bad.

I'd like to be where there is life.

Holy Toledo, Miss Willburn.

Dames bossing you. Waiting on them.

You don't know how I hate women.

There are men patients, too.

I like my men on their feet.

I was talking about your work.

Not your personal life.

What did you have in mind?

Waitress. Cigarette girl. I don't know.

Like before?

That didn't work out too well.

Diane... it isn't easy to find jobs.

Hospitals need helpers.

They're even willing to

take convicts. Is that it?

It's only two blocks to the hospital.

You'll save car-fare.

You think of everything.

Well, so your friend got here.

Mrs Seeley... Miss Stewart.

Hi.

Well, I hope you're going

to stay longer than that.

After I saved that good room for you.

I think it will be fine.

What did you tell her?

She know about me?

You'll have to get over that.

No-one knows. No-one has to.

Except Mrs Haley at the hospital.

And she doesn't talk.

Don't you want to use it yourself?

You've paid for it.

Not too bad. I was in here earlier.

Opened it up for you.

And plenty of closet space. That's

another reason I chose the hospital.

Because they provide uniforms. You

don't have to worry about work clothes.

They don't have full

length ones up there.

They think anything below

the neck is unimportant.

Well... thanks for everything.

And the flowers.

We shall greet the parolee and

welcome her to her new home.

That's part of the job.

And now what about dinner?

Is that part of the job too?

As it's your first evening,

I thought we'd go out on the town.

If the State is picking up the check.

Anyway, I'd like to see your

idea of "going out on the town".

I'll pick you up at seven.

Well... here's to a wild

night on tomato juice.

I'm sorry about that.

But one of the first rules of taking...

No drinking. I know.

Well cheers, Miss Willburn.

Cheers, Diane.

And now for dessert. Meringue glace?

Peach Melba? As you wish?

I'll have a chocolate sundae with

chocolate ice-cream and nuts.

Lots of whipped cream

and heavy on the sauce.

Yes, madam.

And for you, Miss Willburn?

The same.

Yes, Miss Willburn.

Is that on the expense-account, too?

Of course.

Okay.

If I was playing

fairy-godmother, I'd admit it.

Mr Collins just came in.

He's in the bar.

Shall I tell him you are here?

Oh, thank you. I'll do it.

Who's that?

A friend. I'll only be a minute.

Thank you.

Now I'm not even supposed to kiss you?

Not when I'm on the job.

I can't concentrate.

Not when you're out with

a pigeon, you mean.

These girls are parolees,

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