The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-03-30
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 GYPSY MCBRIDE, is.ycar old which ALAN CROSBY Is returning from year and . half in Paris. On ,Ile pier the girl secs q beautiful wO- man waving to Crosby. He identifies 1rcr as MRS LANGLEY, a ships &C., quaiBtance.
 Two nights later Crosby breaks an engagement with Gypsy, explaining Bc Is spending the evening with business associates. The girl goes t0 the tfeatcr alone and encounters Crosby with Mrs Langley in the af- fcr.ffscactr crowd, There Is q scene. Mrs Langley drives away in her car and Gypsy and Crosby go home in n cab, quarrcIfng. Next day at thc office Gypsy k offered promotion but she k too unhappy to Dc inter- csted. She takes dictatiOn test from Mr Iscyn0fds, her new superior. Later sine hurries home, determined tO apologize tO Crosby, and meets him ln the hallway.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VII.
 "Ieayc the letters on my desk if I'm not here when you finish" Reynolds instructed.
 Gypsy agreed. Then she hurried back to the other office to tran scribe the notes.
 She wrote the letters swiftly and was pleased with their appearance. There was no one in Reynolds office when she laid them on his desk.
 An hour and half later. enter ing the door of Mrs O'Harc'S room ing house, she met Alan Crosby.
 For an instant surprise held both of them. Then Gypsy stepped back. "Why. why. hello" she began.
 Crosby tucked his head in what was intended for q bow. He moved aside 10 let her pass.
 But the girl did not move 7. "Alan." she cried. Where are you going" sbe was looking down at the suit case Crosby was carrying. "You're you're. not leaving are you?'
 Crosby nodded. Moving to q place farther up town he said curtIy. He paused an instant, then added: "I didn't suppose you'd be interested"
 She overlooked inc thruet :. "AIan--plcase," the words came with an incohcrent rush. IT, there's something I want to talk to you about. I didn't mean what l said last night. Youll believe that. won't you?"
 The young man frowned, glancing over one shoulder. There was no one in sight but down the hallway q .aff lcnnty as well as Crosby n dozen ears might be listening.
 What do you want 10 do"' he asked quietly. 'rf3roadcast? I'm sorry but I've got to go"
 "But you cant. You've got to hear what l want to tell you!" The roomng house parlor with it's dim lights and drab furnishings stood at the right. Az well shout from the housetopB as to expect privacy there"
 "I've got 10 go. Gypsy.' Crosby repeated impatiently He put q hand on the doorknob, turned il and crossed the thrcs1old
 The girl caught his arm. Not yeti" she cried. "Oh. Alani Please let me talk to you. Please wait! Just for five minutes if you're in q hurry. Let's go some where where we can be alone,'
 They were both outside the house now, standing at the top of the flight of stone steps. Cros- by reached back and closed the door behind them.
 "WelI--all right. Where can ws go? I haven't got much time"
 Theac was only one choice. "The corner drug store" Gypsy told him wen get tho booth in the corner"
 They walked the half block in silence. Gypsy knew her worst fears were being realized. She wanted terribly 10 tall: to Alan but what was there to gay? All the speeches she had intended 10 make had van fshcd. Alans manner frightened her.
 Often in times past she and Alan had stopped at this drug store for q hasty supper or late lunch. They reached the place and entered. Be- yond the lunch counter and glass cases filled with assorted wares were three small tables. Farther back against the wall were two built-in booths with benches on each side of narrow tables. The corner booth, toward which Gypsy led the way, was enclosed and partly con cealed from view.
 The girl sat down and Crosby