The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-08
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 GYPSY MCBRIDE. 1s-year.oud typist in . New York office, fs miser- able and lonely when she finds that ALAN CROSBY, just returned from q year and half fn Parts studying art, no longer cares for ner. Crosby Is infatuated with MBS LANGLEY. wealthy diyorcce, who considers her- self patron of art. Gypsy be- comes disgusted with her lob and when she is criticized for carcIcss- ness irnpulsively resigns.
 She accepts an invitation from her wealthy cousin, ANNE TROW. BRIDGE, to take the place of an. other guest at Q formal dinner. The party Is . bore. She leaves to get her wraps and go home, hears . 0nfsc in the next room and opens the door to sec . man climbing in the window. He is JAMES WALLACE, guest of the Tr0wbridgcs, who has entered by the fire escape to avoid the dinner party guests. Wallace tells Gypsy he has just been tilted by his fianccc. She admits she has had the same experience. To spite the girl hc cares for Wallace asks Gypsy to marry him. She first re- fuses but later accepts. They are married next morning and take the train for Forest City, arriving in the evening.
 At Jim's homo they are greeted by his aunt, MISS ELLEN WAL LACE. who has kept house for him for years. She is shocked when she learns the bride is not stairs while Jim attempts to pacify his aunt. An hour later there fs . knock at the door.
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 CHAPTER XIV.
 There was a second knock before she reached the door. "Who Is it?" Gypsy called.
 Jim's face appeared in the narrow opening. May come in?"
 "Of course"
 He entered. closing the door be- hind him. Things haven't turned out--exactly the way planned" he began. I'm sorry. Hate like tho devil to get you into such mess. But it's going to be all right now. wasn't herself when you saw her. Shock upset her. Naturally didn't tell her--well. exactly how we met. She thinks I've known you quite a while. That's best, don't you think so 2"
 Gypsy had been watching him. Pallor made her eyes look larger.
 Much better" she agreed. q was wondering how you accounted for me-"
 Wallace waved the matter aside. "Oh, I just said you were Anne Trowbridge's cousin and I met you at a party at their apartment. That's true. you know! But that doesn't matter--you're starved, aren't you? came up to tell you dinner Is ready"
 "All want is something hot to drink" Gypsy said.
 "Listen. you don't know what a wonderful cook Harriet is! She's got big dinner ready and she's waiting for us to come down."
 Tho girl hesitated.
 "Please come" Jim urged. He spoke so earnestly that she was persuaded against her better judg- ment.
 "All right" she said. "Give me five minutes"
 WdudCe tuTHeu tO KOs T II Walt for you downstairs" he told her.
 There was bath adjoining the room. It was spacious and finished in white tile. Nothing modernistic, no pastel-hued plumbing fixtures in this house, Gypsy assured herself. thinking of the grim Aunt Ellen.
 "She loathes me-" the girl thought. "she loathes me and she's never going to get over it."
 Quickly she splashed cold water on her face. Nothing in the world would have been 50 inviting to Gypsy at that moment as a warm, leisurely bath but 1t was out of the question. The cold water was re- freshing. Gypsy powdered and fiuffed her hair at the sides with a comb. Her white blouse was smudged with train smoke. She brushed 1t but that only made the smudge darker. Well--she had done her best to look presentable.
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 Jim heard her coming and ap- peared at the foot of the stair way.
 ''The dining room's through here," he said. He led her into the long living room where cheery fire burned on the hearth. across hallway and intoRa room where tall candles cast neir yellow glow over a table set flor three. Ellen Wallace. prim and severe, waited beside chair at the head of the table.
 You're to sit here." Jim told the ~--------------------