New Britain herald., 1926-06-15

cer with a chatter. Am l sure?" she
 repeated. her green eyes snapping
 "of course T. sure-and sos every.
 body else sure! Everybody sees them
 together, everywhere! It's sicken.
 ingn'
 Something seemed to stir deer within Sylvia's heart at the mention
 or Fanny and this other woman something that was knife-life in its pain. But she kept her lips pressed together and went on darning one Of the ba. r's little socks. It's not as if you were a homely old hen of @ woman." Fay went on 1 in her sharp voice. q can under stand why men won't be true 10 women who let themselves go. But you're raving beauty! Any man Woudl be glad to marry you, If l were you l certainly would divorce Ran Phelps. Everybody knows that Peter Wilk would be tickled 10 death. You should have married Peter. anyhow"
 "What's that you were saving .about Peter Ifilk?" asked voice from the darkness of the tiny hall. Itanny had come in, without their hearing him, and he stood there, taking off his coat.
 Fay laughed comfortably as he came into the sunny room.
 Never you mind what l was say ing" sho cried with that impotence that Fanny had once thought so at- traCtivc. "It's none of your business! Only remember this: There are plenty of mon who find Sylvia at tractivc, even If you don't, any more!"
 sylvia caught her breath at Pays daring. She was afraid Ranny would be angry But he only laughed.
 He seemed to be in high spirits, for some reason or other.
 "I bought a car today" he an- nounced, suddenly after dinner. when he had pushed his chair back from the table. He took cigar from the pocket of his velvet smoking jacket and began 10 peel off the silver foil that covered il. Rapny always smoked expensive cigars. The other kind made him sick, he said
 "A carl" Sylvia repeated. "whv. was the old ono so bad? always thought it was a very good car"
 Ranny laughed. That's because you haven't been in it for several months." he explained. Its simply th" limit-hard 10 start. you know. And I had yen for one of these new Taubc cars anyway"
 Something told Sylvia that he Was going 10 ask her for some of hor money And. with a sort Of shamed joy she reuembercd that that very afternoon she had mailed Dr. Bn2- gard the last hundred dollars that she owed him. She had less than len dollars in the world!
 Ranny cleared his throat and knocked the ash from the end of his cigar. "I thought if you could keep the house going this month on your own money I could afford 10 buy it." he said, not looking at her.
 'I do keep the house going as it IS, E0N " lb tllSNtlth IllIi NflN Hul"i ly. Do you know that last month all you gave me was eighty dollars not much more than the rent? Do you know that?"
 Fanny got up from the table and laid his cigar down on the edge Of his pie plate. He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at his wife.
 "I suppose this is the end of cycrything,' he said, and his voice was cold as Arctic air. Gradually we've been getting farther and far ther apart. You're no longer inter csted in me or what I'm doing! I have to go to other people for sym pathy and understanding. You're selfish and sclf-centcred-wrappcd up in yoursclf--"
 The rest of his sentence was drowned by the sound of Sylvias sudden sohbing. She could hear nothing but the great wrenchins sobs that shook her from head to foot.
 "Oh, how can you say that? How can you say Sucn thlnS-io me when I love you?" she asked in a voice that didn't sound like her voice at al,. She put her head down into her chapped hands and went on crying.
 She looked up just in time 10 see Fanny opening inc door Of The Nest, on his way ont. And she heard him mutter something about Have your brain-storm all by your lonesome so you can enjoy it."
 The door slammed behind him, shaking the jerry-built little build ing as if it had been a house of cards.