New Britain herald., 1928-01-25

He's not going to walt
 And then, before anyone coulo stop her from going, she slippeo from the high stool where she had been sitting and was out of the dooa at the front of the shop and into her mothers old car that waited at tho curb.
 'I'N do 1t, too. I'll fix them both" she promised herself furiously, going through the humble streets of the neighborhood that once had been like home to her. She never had likd them, even when they had been home-like and familiar to her. and she fairly hated them now.
 How did ever get into such place and in with such people?" the asked herself, turning towards the heart of the town. She was going straight to the lawyers office to tell him to go ahead with her divorce just as fast as he could do it. She was full of resentment and strong dcsiIe for revenge.
 At F o'clock, when she left his office high up in the Elkins build ing tower,>the noon-tide bells were ringing.
 She knew that she ought to so home and help her mother with the endless round of household tasks the polishing and sweeping and cooking and mending. She knew that she was expecting her for lunch, too.
 But I'm not going home" Lily decided. "I'm too blue and nliser- able"
 In her misery she turned towards Staley, who, after all, had all sorts of amusing things to do at the end Of his purse strings.
 Take me to lunch," she com- manded him, when she burst un- tremendously into his private office, and then, in the doorway. she stopped.
 For Staley's private secretary, a sweet faced little blonde woma- whom Lily had often noticed ant honestly admired. was sitting on the corner of Staley's desk, with her hands on his shoulders. and Staley'e hair was rumpled as if she had beei fussing with it.
 She turned and flushed a guilty red when she heard Lily open ths door and Staley. very much fluster- ed, jumped to his feet. smoothing dcwn his hair with both hands.
 "Oh," said Lily. You're all alike, aren't you? All you men"
 It was trite and silly thing to say, but millions of women have said it and have meant it, too. just as she meant it then.
 She barely noticed the little blond secretary when she slunk out of the office. Her eyes were on Staley, and 50 were all her thoughts
 ''Here he js, wildly in love with me. 50 he thinks" she said to her. self, but he carries on & common love affair with that little woman. If l married him.
 Oh. well, what if he did not behave himself after she married him? What if he did go on having these small and unimportant love affairs? Did 1t make any real diff ference?
 T never will care for him, any way" she thought coldfy. ''and the less ! have to see him the better. suppose. and in the meantime I'll be safe from poverty and hard work"
 Another thought was In the back of her head. She might not have to live all her days with staley. Di- ,.vorce, now that she had come close to the idea of it, seemed 50 easy.
 She did not realize how immoral her thought process was at this time. It did not come to her that when woman gets away from true love and decency, her feet slide very easily and swiftly into bottomless depths.
 To Sue Cain, now Sue Eastman Lily had always said her soul. And 1t was to Sue Cain that she went with her new problem-the problem of Staley and the little blond secre- tary.
 Suppose I go ahead and get my divorce and then he doesn't want te marry me?" she asked Sue, wht laughed her to scorn. ] Don't be a sap" said the prac . tical Sue. Just because he kisse. an office vamp doesn't mean tha . he's off you. He was just amusing himself. The smart thing for yo, to do is to go ahead and get you divorce just as fast as you can Staley adores you. but he's not 50 ing to wait forever. you know"
 I'm getting my divorce. 1'v' started it." answered Lily. and be gan to cry quietly into her handker chief in that smart public place, th' Park Lane restaurant, where peopl' ] come to smoke and to eat and t drink and to flirt and make love but never to cry.
 . (TO BE CONTISUED)