The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-08-21

oHe tuTHeu, catching HIS IH- tent gaze upon her. "Oh, here" she murmured Ut would be much pleasanter. Although why we should dine at all don't know. Certainly I'm not hungry"
 "I am," Give announced. five eaten nothing all day and I'm ravenous."
 Menus were consulted and presently a trio of solemn walters arrived bearing small trestle tables arrayed with silver covered dishes. Llane had thought she would not be able to touch food, but her healthy young appetite asserted itself and she ate with Zest.
 II was 10 o'clock when the tables were borne away, the check with it's appalling total signed.
 "A family might live for q 1 week on that amount" Liane marvelled.
 Give laughed at her naivete.
 "Ah, but they could. You don't know what 1t is to be poor" She regarded him with q gravity he found utterly charming.
 "You'll never have that particu- lar sort of bad time again." he reminded her. She smiled at him. "I don't know why you're so good to me-" she began. and broke off, 1 coloring again. It was difficult, keeping their discussion on the impcrsonal basis they had planned. Give said abruptly, You're tired. Better turn in, hadn't we?' The i've" startled her.
 Yes. suppose we should She rose. In the pale green room, the door shut against him. she paused. She caught the filmy night things to her and fled into the bathroom where in q maze of jade and onyx she bathed and brushed out her tumbIing hair. With the flowing robe of biscuit stuff clutched around her she trailed across the boudoir, timid- ly opened the door.
 The sitting room was quite empty.
 She called. "Clive. Oh. Give" The very sound of her own voice terrified her.
 Braces dangling. his broad shoulders looking broader in the stiff white of his shirt. he ap- peared in the other doorway.
 Yes" He said it quietly as one might speak to child. IT just wanted to say good night
 He came toward her. so big. so , tall, so stern-lipped. That's right. forgot"
 He bent and touched her hand. "Our agreement holds." he said in a curious voice. You keep your part of the bargain. I'll keep mine.' He wheeled and the door closed on him. Liane heard the lock click faintly. In her own room she looked I'curiously at the hand he had held for an instant. Strange while hers was cool and steady, his had been bling.
 She awoke to a sense of drama and danger. The strange room, the drawn damask curtains. her frock folded across the back of a Louis X1N chair all brought her back to the present.
 'I was married yesterday" she reminded herself.
 She stretched. luxuriatihg in the big bed. the fine linen, the mauve coverlet. She threw these aside and swung herself over the edge, era inning her toes into those gift crtIsted mules. A knock sounded at the door. Before she said come" she dove fsantically into the folds of that exquisitely fashioned negligee.
 "Come." she called again. ap- palled at the prospect of strange man in her room.
 4 hOusemaid. not the one of the night before, appeared. "Mr Clcespadgh said you might be wanting me-
 "Oh. yes. 1 do. Will you have this pressed for me, please
 Mir Clecspaugh said io tell you breakfast will be up directly. He has gone out but will be back in a moment" parroted the ser want.
 Thank you." The tone dis missed her but still the maid fingered. pretending to straighten curtain. She studied Liane with covert glance.
 The dress had not been re- turned when clive came back and so. with an apology, Lian" pre- scntcd herself at the table in the lacey robe.
 "I hope you don't mind,' she murmurcd
 Mind" He laughed at her openly. "You look exactly as a bride Is supposed to look
 His laugh had q touch of bit tcrness in it.
 Don't mistake me. l went into