The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-09

pcrbuhuc0 tO smOFe lrofu HE pont next to the driver. Evidently this arrangement was official.
 The girl was coaxing him to no avail when Pat strengthened and parked. Wallace was coming toward them.
 T told Harriet we didn't know when we'd be back" he said. climb ing into the car. Here, Pat, what's this nonsense--s
 The dog quieted and sat up every straight between them.
 Does he bother you there?" Jim asked. "Tll mako him get down on the floor. Get down, Pat" Gypsy objected. Let him stay" she said. Hes all right" To em- phasize the fact she rubbed the black place between the dogs ears. Wallace started tho engine and without further delay they moved down the driveway. It was a clear spring morning-bright but with a chilly nip in the wind. To the right and left of the Wallace place were houses with the same deep lawns and hedges in place of fences.
 "Why-it's just like parki' the | the tall trees on either side of the street. Some of them were huge, stretching their branches over the sidewalk.
 T like this street." Wallace agreed. Summer evenings about six o'clock when you come along trees and the light shines through | AhA Ina uaa 1nnk al naf a pure gold then. That's when like 1t best"
 Tt must be lovely" Gypsy said. | "Oh. look at the beautiful house" "You mean the brick one? Hen- dersors live there. Sally Henderson came home from college last spring and fixed the place up. sally's q nice girl. I'm sure you'll like her. Of course this isn't really the show part of town. The newer places are out on Clifford road. Sam Meyers, who owns the cosmetics factory. the First National bank. has just built new house they call an Italian villa. We'll swing out that way if you'd like"
 The tour of inspection included a drive past the Italian villa and its imposing neighbors. They rode on to the Glendale club which was the more exclusive of Forest City's two country clubs, then took a side road and came back past the golf and tennis where Jim said he played golf whenever he could spare the time.
 l Gypsy inarveled at the level dis tances stretching off to each side of the road. It has been such Q a little while since they started and here they were in what must be country! :. l "Jacksons Creek is off that way Wallace said with wave to the right. Used to swim there when was a kid. Skate, too. Do you like
 "Tve never tried it," Gypsy ad- mitted. "The only sports had much experience at as a kid were jump.
 ing rope and playing hop-scotcif That's about all you can do on a city sidewalk" She laughed. Jim turned toward her. Say. that
 must have been tough! I'd forgot ten you've always lived in New
 York. Wait Q minute-there's some
 thing want you to see--"
 He turned the car and they drov' in silence until presently he pulled up at the side of the road.
 "Now, thcn," said Jim, Took al that."
 To the left across a low valley lay Forest City. The girl had not realized they had come so far. The | towers of it's half dozen high down town buildings stood out boldly. Tn either direction stretched lower structures, struggling city blocks with occasional dark patches that were trees or open spaces. Beyond
 this nondescript skyline, reaching over and above them, was the bluest of blue skies, flecked here and there with fleecy cloud masses. The cold yellow sunshine gave the pano- rama brilliance.
 The girls eyes were fastened on the azure distance. "It's wonderful, Jim,' she said.
 1T always like to come to this place." he told her. 'Discovered 1t myself" He began to point out mu- niclpal landmarks, when suddenly he stopped.
 You're shlvvering. Gypsy. Why didn't you tell mo you were cold That little coat you've got on isn't enough to keep you warm. Why. didn't you say something?" She insisted she was not cold. There was no robe. Wallace started to take off his own coat but she in- dignantly refused 1t. He turned the roadster back toward the city.
 "We'll stop at the Carlton" he announced. 'Get you. warmed up therc and have lunch. No use to drive clear out to the house." The Carlton was Forest City's best hotel. Jim was greeted by sev- eraI acquaintances as they walked through the lobby and Gypsy felt eyes upon her. The head waiter called Jim "Mr Wallace" and was solicitous about their luncheon. | It was an excellent meal. The warm room flushed Gypsy's cheeks becomingly. After the morning out I of doors both of them were in good spirits and hungry. Jim had been telling her about an amusing law case and the girl was laughing when she noticed two women across the room. Mother and daughter they seemed to be. Gypsy saw that the older woman was watching them and resented her scrutiny.
 that woman across the room? She's been watching us." Wallace turned his head. glanced back quickly. "Someone l don't care 10 meet" he said in e lowered voice. Let's get out of here"