The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-28

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 He had been watching her face. But there are things-and persons you care about that you left" he suggested.
 Gypsy smiled cynically. ~No one can have everything. You've given me far more than I deserve" There was pause. Then the girl spoke again." Have you regretted it?"
 No. never regret anything. Don't believe in it."
 That's a good rule" Gypsy agreed, If you can make it work"
 
 Jim glanced at her inquiringly. Presently he said, You don't have to feel grateful for anything here. 1 You're making me more comfortable ] than I've ever been. The house Is | livable instead of a museum of re- lies" He kicked playfully at the fox terrier in front of him. Even Pat can tell the difference, can't you. Pat?"
 Gypsy smiled. Pat would tell you, if he could, that he'd much rather be chasing squirrels than listening to people talk" l For time each was lost in thought Then Gypsy sprang up. Look, the suns back of those tree tops! 1 think we should be start ing home."
 Together they packed the dishes in the lunch basket. Jim made a fire and burned the papers that | were left, and they went back to | the car.
 The drive home was quiet Jim watched the road ahead and Gypsy seemed content to lean back in the car and feel the wind whipping | roadster turned in at the drive leading toward the brick house there were long shadows on the lawn.
 | Tt was a lovely picnic" Gypsy said as she stepped out of the car. 'I'm so glad we went" Jim nodded and drove on to put the roadster in the garage. | Throughout the week that fol- lowed the girl thought frequently of that morning out of doors. She puzzled over the impulse that had made Jim first lover-like, then matter -of-fact. His kisses had startled her. He seemed to be talk ing pains to be considerate in a reserved, impersonal way. Twice that week they dined out. once at the Carlton and once at the home of a business associate of Jim's. Gypsy wore the brown chiffon dress with the new coat and was gratified | by the approval she read in her husbands eyes.
 Then one night when they were driving Jim's arm slipped around her shoulders and settled there comfortably. It was scarcely a caress Overhead the sky was almost black, myriads of stars twinkling their tiny gem faces like | jewels displayed on velvet. A ten- | drill of the girls hair floated loose from her tiny felt hat and brushed against Jims cheek. She raised her hand to recapture it. I There was quick fluttering laugh. Their eyes met. Gypsy turned away amazed and half doubtful of what she had read in Jim's face. Could he possibly care | for her--that way?
 I She said good night and went to | her room as soon as they returned to the house. Upstairs she was slow about undressing. She hung away her frock and drew on a soft negligee. She let down her hair and began the customary 50 strokes on each side. Presently the brush T ctt al dressing table but she was not aware of her reflection in the mirror. She was considering this new problem. Was Jim falling in love with her? Each of them had been frank Each had admitted caring foi someone else and had scrupulously respected each others ties of affec. tion. As a matter of fact--para. doxically-this was the chief bond between them.
 Gypsy had never considered the possibility of Jim caring for hei with deeper feeling. She had never considered it because she knew there could never be anyone for her. but Alan. Jim. she sup. posed would feel the same, about Marcia.
 Here were complications. To live day after day in the same house with 6 man who loved you. to pose as his wife though maintaining tht most impersonal of relations could she do that?
 Gypsy put down the hair brush After all. perhaps 1t was imagina. tion. Jim had said nothing to sei her off on such track. The whole thing was nonsense. She went tc bed.
 In spite of determination she could not quite put tho suspicion from her mind next day. There was nothing to confirm or deny ii because Jim dined downtown and attended a club meeting. tt wal nearly fl when nc arrived home and they talked only for q shorI time. Jim told her about the speaker of the evening, who had been dull.
 FrIday evening they had dinner nt home. Gypsy. remembering JiD had paid her h compliment on hel hOuaHkeeping, ordered monu she know would please him. The broiled salmon was served with his favOritt lnauee, There were baked potatoes land fresh peas in cream and q salad of wAtereress. For desserl there was Matlldn'H most celebrated Iaehi0vement-we Of lemon pic lt0pped with RFent fiuffB Of golden merlnRue, jIu Wallace had c fnil' ling for lemon pic.
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