New Britain herald., 1929-05-15

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 Miss Judson came in to tell us about her wedding" she added, and the pain that she strove to keep out of her voice went straight to her mothers heart.
 Yes" Connie said with extreme bitterness. they're going to be married, and 70 to Africa and come back and live in ! whole wing of the hotel"
 Pamela smiled at her. "Oh, no, dear" she said a1 sweet as honey. we're going to live in . tiny apart ment and I'm going to get one of those cunning little typewriters and learn 10 type Stephens business let ters for him. Perhaps you would teach me. Mildred" she added. turning to the girl whose heart was on the rack.
 "Applesauce," Connie calculated to the horror of her mother.
 Pamela only laughed and mur- mured: Love does such wonders"
 I'm sure ." Mrs. Lawrence paused, unable to complete the wish for happiness she had intended offering Pamela.
 Mfldred's eyes entreated her.
 Let me get you some lemon- ade," she said huskily and made her escape through the dining room to the kitchen where she hastily wiped her eyes. It was almost more than mother could hear. she thought - seeing her child's heart break before the happiness of a sirl who seemed to take all that the world had to offer for granted. She hoped and prayed that S,e- phen wouldn't divine what anguish his visit and Pamela's was giving Mildred. She knew her daughters pride. and the thought that she had loft her to fight alone to conceal her pain drove her to make the lemon- ade in haste. She omitted tsle thin slices of fruit and did not even both CT to take out the seeds.
 Then, tightening her lips an,i gathering up the painted tin tray with the everyday glasses. she made her way back to the living-room.
 She needn't have troubled to serve the refreshments. With a wave of her hand Pamela declined the lem onade when it was proffered to her. She did not pause in her running comments even to say no. let alone thank you.
 The kick she was getting out Of telling Mildred her plans for her wedding and her honeymoon-while it wasn't all that she hoped it would be-was better than anything she could get out Of a glass of lemonade.
 Mildred wasn't reacting the way she had hoped. There wasn't sign of envy on her face. Suffering. yes, but Pamela couldn't be sure that it was not caused by physical pain and the experience Mildred had been through the day before.
 Pamela had hoped to make her wince and writhe. That's what she had come for-te show Mildred that NSu EACpusH Hnkul IAHN up to see her the very first night he WAS dut of jail it didn't mean q thing.
 In fact. she even went sc far. with stephen standing by. to say that she had asked him to make the call.
 stephen considered it just bit or polite social whitewashing. That it was a knife thrust in Mildred 5 heart occurred to him no more than it did to question Comics state ment that Mildred had . swcet- heart.
 She had been very careful on her visits to him in jail to give the oc- casion no moro than friendly aspect. Stephen considered her Il true-blnc ally. loyal and whole hearted. It wouldn't have surprised him to learn that many men loved her
 He drank his lemonade thirstily grateful for its acid coolness on his parchAd throat.
 Why the devil didn't Pam stop her prattling? Couldn't she see that Mildred was tired and her mother looked harassAd? And that young Connie stood there scowlint at them