The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-05-13
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II |.
 New York typist, niarries JIM
 WALLACE the ady after she
 nicetfs him ut. the home fo her
 wealthy cousin, ANN TROW-
 BRIDGE, Gypsy 1as been tilted
 by ALAN CROSBY, just returned
 from q year and half in Paris
 studying art. Wallacc's fiancee has < broken their enga cement to marry
 q richer man.
 Jim ard Gypsy go to Forest
 City where Jim has u thriving law
 practice. His relatives snub Gypsy.
 Alan Crosby writes to her but she
 Fentrns the lettter unopened. MAR
 CHA LORING, Jim's former
 fiancee, nlarrics BROCK PHIL
 LIPS, miliionairc's son.
 Months pass and Brock Phillipe
 fs killed in fall from horse.
 Marcia consultst Jim about fiilan-
 cial affairs and later tells him her
 marriage to Phillips was a mis-
 take. She declares she cares only
 for him. Hurt because she believes
 Jim has taken Marcia Phillips to
 lunch, Gypsy acccptst FRANK
 (iIBSON'S invitation to drive her
 home from a shopping trip. There
 Is q collision and Gypsy's ankle is
 spraincd. Jim Is attentive during
 the days while the ankle is heal
 ing. Alan Crosby comes to sec
 Gypsy and tells her he loves her.
 Jim's arrival interruptts the inter-
 view. Gypsy promises to meet
 Alan Monday afternoon. She keeps
 the appointment.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER NIV
 Gypsy paused on the threshold of the large room and surveyed it. She could not have told what prompted her to suggest this meet ing place. Perhaps it was Alan's interest in art. The room was used to exhibit travelling collections of Gypsy had been there once before to see the work of a group of Mexican artists.
 The place had been almost de- serted then. Now several couples were studying the pictures stand ing or else leaning back in the row of camp chairs down the center of the room.
 She saw Alan and her heart it's beat. His back was toward her. Alan appeared to be absorbed in canvas. He stood almost in the center of the room. How slender and well built he looked in the gray suit.
 "Well, I've come,' she said in low voice.
 He, turned, smiling. And I've been waiting since before three"
 Two young women who looked as though they might be school teach ars passed in front of them, sat iown near by. V Crosby glanced down at Gypsy. Isn't there some place. he asked, twhere we might have little more 
 Sac nodded. .'Wen try to find some place. This won't do"
 They left the exhibition room. Outside broad balcony looked Town over the central office of the library. At the far end of. the bal, aony there was a bench. Gypsy ana Alan walked toward this bench and 'at down. l
 aNow before you begin Crosby ,ais. trying to keep his voice low, T want to tell you that t he very lay you left New York-the same iay you were married, I guess-l .ried to find you to tell you was ;oryy for what had happened and Mrs O'Hare told me you'd gone away. She wouldn't say where. It was after I went back lost my job-tfrat the told me the real truth. Gypsy, whatever made you do it
 Do what?'
 Run away from me the way you lid. Without even saying goodby"
 .sBut. Alan, I didn't think you'd | ,e interested. There was your new | riend, Mrs Langley"
 Are you trying to remind me what a fool I've been? I admitted | t, didn't I? Mrs Langley! She | vas the worst of the lot, Gypsy. It vas her fault I lost my job. She | vas the one who told me running | round to parties all night was the way to get ahead in New York. We'll, 1t wasn't long before she was through with penniless artist! Picked up violinist who could write love songs for her.
 Suddenly Crosby stopped talking md looked at the girl. What's the good of going on this way, Gypsy" he said then pleadingly. I've told you everything I've tried since you went away has been failure. I've cursed myself thousand times for an idiot. It isn't too late, darling. It isn't too late if we both have the I-I love you so much!'
 The girl turned away from him. 'T'm sorry, Alan" she said slowly II came here to tell you that it will have to be goodby."
 "But I'm never going to let you go again! Gypsy, if you'll come away with me there isn't anything we can't do in the whole world. I'll work hard. I'll make you proud of me You can't have forgotten the days we used to nave