New Britain herald., 1930-06-10

N7r1ua u1s o-lv t.re1 r5@ ro-o hE his detens4 Of He oG-l.n=1 27- man who had invaded the sa-r=3 preclncts Of HiushIr=
 Tt isnt up 10 the rest Of the world 70 pay anyone -o be respect able" she asserted with 3 touch ot sn1uEn7sz. '.Arvnar should think she has monaT enough 10 re- tire
 "To4've haaa reading rraer a=a@- bunk Alan sCotsad "Borua5taa.e not ru-a batter off rAan ! am."
 "St.t shes abla 70 zrcoa,zte .g ,ho ma~he-." Natane rola-a5 OF. A. least" she added sae.0aaIn@le. T hope that her .n-craz, i1 Hoa s purely professional"
 Alan smiled ras.znaalv. "I 4.mo-. wish I could give you something t1 be jealous over hut there's nothing other than business friendship ha- tween ma and Bernad1na. l dor.- knov nhv I bother to t=I rou about tr. bur Bernadlne came to urs when she began 70 2rt tips from Wal, Stree. men. and asked me 10 act as her broken.
 Oh. then vou didn't bao7 her before she became sscrrE5- t1Io" Nsr1ha inquired
 NO I didn't" Alan told her H. did not speak the rest 0. his thought. Nafaie's passion of 1ealousN 1as not I thing into ah.an ho cared to dalve He knew. with out confession. on her part. that sh@ had jumped Q the conclusion tna- h. had helped Barnadlne before she became known the country ov"r for her success vrh night club patron
 "JacH had told Barnadlne aHos- me" ha c0n'm1ed but she dIda lCch me un 4nfI she saw my 4au. sonaswhare, an1 paid me 2 profa-- slonaI visit
 TO rau >o4 all about her hal struggle 10 t1<s eara of herself. aHI s1pport her son Natalie intertcct- a1 sarcasttcallv
 Tn time ths, cama" Alan ad- n,srred.
 On one ot your visits 10 h=r tome, ! suppose" Natalie thrust a- hlm
 Alan smueI "I have never paid T visit 10 her either in her home or anywhere else"
 Nstal@ stood erect. "Tot sa- dares 10 cali Nou here and ask vol '1 leave nlr and come 70 her." she cried.
 Alan zaraggad "sha prohao'v didn't glge yoa 2 thought" he re- piled 2 bi. wearilN "Furtharmora. Natalie. Bar08dine IS q valued cH- ort. f zha has need Of me tonisrt. 1 am sure # IS important need her business"
 Alan had had enough. This is getting Us nowhere. as usual" re said caustcaIlv. looked at his watch, and turned again 10 go.
 Natalie dId not try to stop himL She stood still as statue. while Alan disappaared from her sight. Eut when the slam Of the front door echoed back through the high-ceil- inged hall. sho dropped into her chair and struggled 70 restrain her tears.
 She hated 70 weep The thing - thIs troubIe-oetnee her and Alan seemed too big for tears Tears be- longed 10 anger or sorrow. Anger was futile noT-aad there vas no sorrow. sweet or otherwise, in the torment Of q jealous heart. IL vas like q disease. an incuranla disease that ate at her mind and heart day and night II ,nctivated her even when she kneT she had no cause 10 be suspicious,
 She went upstairs and sat in her room. trying to write q letter 10 her mother but he words she Hantcl 10 put down got mixed up with the words of the unUttered prayer thar was close behind her lips
 Send him back to mo, Send him back 10 me-"
 Sh" put aside the pen. and went 10 the window to lock ont over the bIucstone driveway that semi-circlcl the front yard She smiled wanly at