New Britain herald., 1926-01-19

Barbar turned toward the wo- man. "l'll take the place. she said Tt seems sudden thing to do, but why not? like it and it's not too expensive. When may l have it?"
 Tn ten days" answered the woman. There's some work to be done on it first"
 I'm so glad" cried Maria, danc- ing about. "I'll come and see you sometimes. shall r."
 "Of course" Barbara smiled as she would have smiled at d child.
 Miss Furnivall looked up expect antly when Barbara entered the of fee late that ;,Fternoon. What is it?" she asked. You look excited" II am. I've just decided to be a Nillager-rented q cunning place with two firoplaces and old French furniturc--and found q pathetic little child poetcss with hair like q hayrick."
 Miss Furnivall leaned back in her chair. "What?" she exclaimed.
 Exactly" cried Barbara. "Iln going to see what there is in Green. wich. It's too stiff and dull out here. I'd like chance to meet peo- pie who are doing things and liY- ing as they want to live and dcfying the world. They must be a brave and happy lot.'
 And an unwashed lot," added Miss Furnivall.
 "Why, Betsy, don't be snug cid standpattcr. You know lots Of real people have come out of the Village. Look at Susan Glaspell and Edna St. Vincent Millay and Floyd Dell. And anyhow, you should see my fireplace and the little loft where I'll do my writing"
 Miss Furnivalls brows were still supercilious. Did you look for coCkroaches?
 7 Barbara burst into laughter Dear me, Betsy. I believe you're jealous of the Village. You just don't want me to move out of your neighborhood. Now. isn't that it? Why don't you come and live with me-"
 Miss Turnivall shook her head. "l wouldn't fit in. and you know it. These twenty years have spoiled me for freedom or fun. But I'm really q little anxious about this expert ment of yours, Barbara. You may meet some of the real people, but lyou'll meet twenty cheap limitations to one genuine article. The Village Iisn't what it used to be when Floyd Dell and Susan Glaspell lived there. VI
 well, I want to know what it Is now at any rate. So you mustn't be q wet blanket, Betsy"
 Maria appeared 10 help with the moving. Barbara found her sitting on the piano when she first entered carrying her suit case and band. box. The trunks had already beer deposited in the middle Of the room
 Maria flicked the ashes off hel cigaret and kicked her heels agains
 the piano. Hello, there! I just cam
 down to give you a housewarming
 A house that's completely empt, isn't nice 10 come into, for the frs
 time. Shall I give you some tea?" A samovar was gurgling in a cor } ner. Maria followed Barbara's gag,
 to it. Yep. brought it. But don
 tell anybody. It's Daisys. And |
 she finds out I took 1t, she'll fiint cat fit She was away for the day Doesn't 1t look nice in your apart ment. You'd better just keep 1t" Barbara laughed. "I haven't gon in for petty larceny yet, Maria . They unpacked Barbara's belong ings. Her mothers paisley shaw } mad a drape for the piano, and he 7 three or four English prints wer 7 hung against the dark panels of th ? wall.
 5 Maria buzzed about, making her } self useful in many ways, Tn 3 apartment became more and mur homelilie. At dusk. Barbara took oi l her apron. This Is the first tim . I've felt at home for many moon: |. Maria. It's darling place. I hay ? you to thank for finding it for me. 3 Maria laughed. Don't mention fl D I liked your looks. And youll prob f ably get tired of me hanging around : m be hcie so much" l Where do you live Maria :? ) asked Barbara suddenly.
 'Me2 Oh, just anywhere, 4 - present. I'm camping with Daisy , But she's getting hard 10 live with
 My verse hasn't gone so very vel ) but some day it will. So I don
 worry much"
 $ Barbara glanced toward the bac lof the house There were two tin