The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-03-31
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 GYPSY MCBRIDE, 1s-year old kypist, goes to meet the boat on which ALAN CROSBY is returning ' fr0m year and hal fin Paris.
 Two nights later Crosby breaks nn engagement with Gypsy. explain ing he IS spending the evening with buslncss associates. The girl goes Crosby with . MRS CATHERINE ltIlANGLEY. There is scene Mrs Langley drives away in her car and Gypsy and Crosby go home in . cab, quarrcling all the way. Next day al the office Gypsy Is offered a pr0mO- ton and takes Q dictatiOn test. She .hurries home determined to apOlO- gizc to Crosby. They meet and in the interview following Crosby i makes 1t plain his former affection for Gypsy Is reprimanded for some careless work and she resigns hcl Job.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VIII.
 When Gypsy opened the front door she heard footsteps on the sec ond floor landing. Then a familiar Avoice called down: Miss Mcbride Riss that you, dearie?" iA "Yes, Mrs O'Hare." the girl answered.
 "Well, somebody's been trying to get you on the telephone all af- ternoon. I told 'em you wouldn't be lin until 5, but they kept calling. Last ffine was about half an hour ago, aguess."
 S 1t couldn't be no, of course ¬! Gypsy told herself it was < ridiculous to let her hopes rise. Still there was a quickening in her }voice.
 "Do you know who it was?"
 "No, they didn't give any name :. Numbers on the pad beside the telephone, though. They said you were to call back"
 Gypsy's feet flew down the hall |. EAt the far end was the pay tele- hphone for the roomers' uss and be- side 1t a pad on which messages were posted.
 There it was-''McBride call Center 5s42 before 6 D. m."
 With a weary gesture the girl turned and started back toward the stairs.
 Did you find it?' the land lady's voice persisted from above.
 "Yes. I know who it is-noth- ing very important, guess"
 t'The woman who called the last time said you should be sure and ring the minute you came in!' Mrs O'Hare said insistently.
 'Well, I guess"
 Further discussion was inter- rupted by the jangle of the tele- phone bell
 sT1l answer it." offered Gypsy. turning back.
 "oh. that'll save me coming down. Thanks. dearie."
 The girl placed the receiver to her ear. Immediately she recog- nized the voice at the other end of the line.
 "Hello," the voice said, May I speak to Miss McBride?'
 "This is she" answered Gypsy. t'Is that you, Anne?"
 "Oh--at last I've found you. I've been trying all day long to get in touch with you! First called your office and they said you'd gone. After that I tried this number. There's something you've simply got to do for me"
 Just as she had thought. When ever Anne Trowbridge called it was to ask favor. Anne was the only relative of Gypsy's who lived within 1000 miles of New York but their paths crossed SO infre- auently they seldom thought of each other as cousins. Anne had come to the city as the bride of Phil Trowbridge. She had mar ried we'll" according to the old phrase. Anne's father and Gypsy's mother had been brother and sister but the two girls had never seen each other until the day two years before when Gypsy had called on young Mrs Trowbridge in her hotel suite.
 From that first day Gypsy had known they could never be friends Anne, though she was three years older, had never worked at anything except making herself look attrac- tive. Her mother (Gypsy's Aunt May) had been a Carroll-with al the distinctions that name implies in the Maryland community in which Anne had spent most of her life.
 Here in New York Anne and hel husband lived in an apartment or the upper east side. Gypsy tool Sunday dinner there twice a year. and was slow about calling after, tWdTu. SHe thought AHIe pdtTUHlZet her, though in reality the faul was on both sides.
 It had been six months since sh' had heard Anne's voice.
 What do you want me to do Amer" Gypsy asked.
 "I want you to come to dinner Oh, you must! You see, I'm having some people in for dinner ant bridge. There were to be IA ant this afternoon Mildred Lane wa in . traffic accident and fractured her arm. simply cannot have 1: peop1e-I'm terribly superstitious and everyone I've called has beer out of town or sick or giving par ties. You're my only hope, Gypsy Don't bother to change. You cal dress here. I'll lend you some thing"
 So that was what to Anne's min( was a tragedy! Gypsy had been try Ing to get a word in. Now she spok,