The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-05-07
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GXHSY MCBRIDE, 10-ycar old New York typist, marfrcs JIM WAL. LACE the day after she meets him at the home of her wealthy cousin ANN TROWBRIDGE. Gypsy has been tilted by ALAN CROSBY, jusi returned from a year and a half in Paris studying art. WalIace's ffancet has broken their engagement tC marry Q richer man.
 Jim and Gypsy go to Forest City where Jim has a thriving law practice. His relatives snub Gypsy Alan Crosby writes to her but she returns the. letter unopened. MAR CHA LORING, Jim's former fiancee marries BROCK PHILLIPS, mill liOnaire's son.
 Months pass and Brock Phillips is killed in a fall from horse Marcia returns to Forest City She cOnsuIts Jim about financial affairs and later tells him her marriage to Phillips was a mis- take. She declares she cares only for him. Jim tries to remain loyal to Gypsy but see Marcia frequent ly. Gypsy is aware of the situation and worries. Marcia comes to see her and asks her to give up Jim. Gypsy refuses.
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 CHAPTER xL.
 It happened in the casual way of so many heartbreaks. Gypsy was in Martins the towns largest de- partment store, o n Thursday after noon. The air outside was sultry but there was no sunshine. Men and women, mopping their brows and pausing to echo each others complaints about the heat, won- dered if the clouds would bring rain and concluded it was unlikely. There seemed to be no end to this scourge of hot weather.
 Gypsy had hated to come down town. She made the trip because of . special sale of electric fans. They were chceap and fan in each of the bedrooms would make the nights less intolerable.
 She made the purchase and was given the clerk the address when she saw Abbie Manley at the next counter.
 What are you doing out on such A Qdy dS lulS b1A6 dShcus
 Gypsy! haven't seen you for days--not since you and Jim were out at the house that evening. My dear, I'm wilted. Look at me! Did you ever see such sight?"
 ''I'm exactly the same. I wished after I got on. the car that I hadn't tried to come in today but I wanted two of those electric fans. Did you see them?"
 Abbie, even in hot weather, was energetic. She nodded her head vigorously. Bought three of them,' she announced. Look, do you think this enamel will chip off? The price is 60 low Pm wondering. I've al- ready said I'd buy it."
 She was holding up a large green mixing bowl. Gypsy inspected it carefully.
 sIt looks perfectly all right to me-" she agreed. Take it. It's Q bargain"
 They chatted until the transac- ton was completed and then wan- dered away from the household de- pertinent. Abbie paused to apply handkerchief to her flushed cheeks.
 room" she suggested. "It's actually cool there and I feel the need of a pineapple soda"
 Gypsy agreed. They took the elevator to the first floor and passed innumerable counters until they reached large room with green and silver walls and shining black tables. There was soda foun- tain crossing one side of the room behind which boys fin white caps and coats were working. Mattresses in short green and white dresses moved among thhe tables.
 "Oh, it is cool!" Gypsy exclaimed. "Blessedly cool!"
 Abbie led the way to a table in the corner. Women and girls. a lew of them with young men, sat at the neighboring tables. Some arti- ficial, unseen device supplied cool, gentle breeze. The waitress re- turned and set their orders before them.
 Gypsy took sip from the tall frosted glass and sighed. Our gar- den and lawn have been almost ruined by the heat. Do you think it can last much longer?"
 "It's hard to tell!" Abbie said She took a.spoon- full of ice cream and pineapple. By the way, said hadn't seen you since you and Jim kere out at the house but I did. I saw you at the Pine Grove Inn last Monday. was with old Mrs Reynolds and she was in a hurry so I couldn't come over and say hello."
 But I wasn't at the Pine Grove Inn-!" Gypsy began.
 "Oh course you were. Didn't see you? You had on a blue dress and your back was toward me, so of course you didn't see me, but l recognized Jim. It was about two o'clock"
 Gypsy's lashes were lowered. "I remember now" she said quietly. T-Id forgotten about Monday"
 "When is Jim going on his vaca- tion ?" Abbie asked.
 "It's not quite decided. Next month, guess. He wants me to go away earlier--to the lakes. l think perhaps will"
 "Wish I could go with you" Ab- bic said enviously. Charles is such