The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-09-23
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 know" he went on. drowning al though in deep thought, ''that's the queerest thing about money I've thought of 1t before. Amazing
 thing! One moment you have il
 and the next it's gone. Have you ever noticed it?" .sp
 Have I noticed 1t? Not oftener
 than every third day after pay day
 for the last three years! Ever
 since I've been. working"
 Travers was not listening. With resolution he suddenly made for the coat draped on chair across the room, thrust his arms into the sleeves and jerked a lapel into place. In a flash he had become businesslike.
 Tho girl jumped to her feet.
 Where are you going?" she asked.
 Mark came to her and put a hand on each of her shoulders. He smiled carelessly. Promise to miss me horribly" he demanded. Promise every minute Pm away will seem an hour! Will you do that?"
 "Oh, but don't want to be alone here, Mark! Can't come, too?"
 Apparently this was not to be thought of. It was absolutely es- sential for Mark Travers to depart alone. But he would not be gone long. There was business to at- tend to and as soon as 1t had been settled he would come hurrying back. Norma's chagrin at this turn of events did ont seem to displease young Travers.
 She tried once more to speak of the office where she had been due at S:30. Mark scoffed.
 You're to stay here" he insist ed. Right here in this room! And honestly I won't be long. Why, darling, don't you realize this is the first day of our honeymoon? Don't think about jobs and offices. All that is past for you. You're Mrs Mark Travers and devil of a lucky guy your husband is! Well. he realizes 1t! Not much of a prize package perhaps. Just a dub, but he's managed to get himself the prettiest, cutest, sweetest little bride in all the world-!"
 Somehow it took much longer than might seem necessary for that farewell. It was thrilling to hear the ridiculous things Mark said. It was difficult for the youth to tear himself from blue eyes filled with adoration, from warm lips and soft arms that would restrain him.
 The door closed and Norma was alone. She could not even hear Marks footsteps going down the carpeted hall. Desperately she wanted to call him back but what good would that do? He would only go away a second time.
 The luxuriousness of the room about her suddenly impressed Nor ma. She ran to the door leading into the bedroom. The rich ivory rose and mulberry of walls and hangings, sleek, beautiful walnut doors that were mir TOTS, and beyond her the glow of on a peach-tiled bath-she seemed to- have noted none of these details before. The rooms repre- sented elegance that was tasteful, restrained. Staying in such a place must be frightfully expensive.
 Norma turned. There on the table is the sitting room were the paper bills and coins Mark had tossed into her lap. Thirteen dol lars and forty-five cents
 Sharply the girl wished for Mark. There was no use pretend ing this rosy haze of happiness could go on endlessly. The work-a day world was there just as it had been. The glorious balloon bubble must burst and ample warnings had been sounded in Norma's de- unlistening ears that all might not be so joyous then.
 There had been the scene with father. Where was Mark now? Where would he get money to pay for this handsome suite of rooms? They couldn't stay on here. Where would they go. Marks work in the real estate office had been in his fathers employ and would end now. What would he do? What would she do?
 A thousand practical questions waited to be discussed. Neither she nor Mark had mentioned any of them. Again Norma thought restlessly of her job in the office of Welliver and Brooks! It really had not been right to leave without notice. Of course 24 hours ago she herself hadn't the faintest Eotion that this morning she was to be Marks wife. She treasured those words; repeated them slow ly.
 Marks wife!
 How she loved him! That was the tremendous, unquestioned fact of her existence now. How she loved this handsome husband!
 Norma dropped to the wide, deep cushions of the davenport. She was happy again in memories. For long minutes she lay there. After all what was there for her to do in this new whirlwind of living but to wait for Mark? Mark would make everything come right. Mark was so wonderful.
 She arose, went through the bed room into the roseate, sun-lighted bath with it's furnished nickel taps and fittings. She let cold water run and splashed her cheeks with 1t until they colored deeply She her hair and made the soft waves glisten. She saw the slim of herself in the door length mirror and admired 1t, grateful she could bring her beauty in tribute to Mark. There seemed little else that she had brought