The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-04-17

I musnt think we're nil like her. l Ben's q good sort but he let's his wife tell him what to do. Charles and l want you to feel that we're your friends"
 It's lovely of you to come and tell mo this,' Gypsy said. her lip trembling.
 You poor child! And I'm afraid you've been crying this morning. Now just forget the whole thing! Wipe it out of your mind want to know what evening next week you and Jim can have dinner with us." "Why--fm not sure--" How about Wednesday? If any thing comes Up so that you won't be able to make 1t you can teie- phone. My dear. I've spent two hours at the dentists and I'll de- clare I'm worn out!" Then you haven't had lunch? Why didn't think of that!" Gypsy was on her feet but Mrs Mnniey stopped her.
 T couldn't eat bite. No. reai- ly couldn't. But cup of coffee would be a heaven-sent blessing. Not q thing with it--just coffee!" Gypsy went to tell Matilda to pre- pare the coffee. When she returned Mrs Manley launched forth about her difiiculties with dressmaker. Gypsy warmed to Abble's frank friendllness and forgave her garru- fly. Tho coffee was served and still Abbic chatted. II was nearly three o'clock when she departed. Mis- Wallace.' the cook com- plafned, the groceries haven't come yet.I Do you think maybe they've forgotten to send themY"
 Gypsy's exclamation was sharp and low. "I didn't order them!" she walled. After that woman came this morning forgot ali about it."
 If you're going to have baked hnlibut 1t ought to bc here" Matilda insisted. "f was just getting ready to mix the dressing" "Fli go and bring the things back l with me-" Gypsy decided. There's no telling when they'd come If we waited for delivery service. I'll go right away"
 She ran upstairs for her hat and | coat. The letter from Alan wal waiting in the desk drawer where il had been since morning. There wat no time to open 1t now. Gypsy threw on her wraps and hurried out of the house. Pat was in the side yard and at sight of her he came galloping.
 You can't come this time," Gyp. sy told him. Now go back!' | The dogs head dropped and ht eyed her appealingly. Instead oi turning tho terrier came toward hei slowly.
 "Go back!" Gypsy repeated stern. l ly. Pat's bright eyes were fixed or hers. The girl walked away. She had nearly reached the street whei she gave Il quick glance over hei shoulder. There in the middle oI the walk was Pat. picture of dejec. ton. It was too much for Gypsy | She relented.
 Come on. old fellow" shc called With wriggles and bounds tho little black and white figure shot forward
 1t was if minutes walk to tho market district They made tho rounds of the vegetable and frui stalls and Gypsy's arms were BOOT piled with bundles. After the white coated fish salesman had weighed and wrapped tho halibut they started home. Pat was on good behavior keeping close to the girls heels al the way.
 When they reached tho house thu girls arms were aching. She coult not open the door and rang the bell Matilda appeared and relieved he of the bundles.
 "Gct the fish on at once" Gyps. instructed her. Never mind nbou dressing. You can bake 1t withou this time. 1 brought the eggs ant vegetables. The rest of tho thingl will be delivered in the morning."
 Yes. Ma'am."
 What n day! Gypsy sank down of the davenport Co rest for n moment Pats little cold nose touched hei fingers. She let tho dog climb III beside her and slipped her aiSni around him.
 She was there when Jim Wallace arrived at o'clock. He came ti briskly
 Well" he said. you two lool comfortable. Say, Gypsy. I've go another estimate on the new roof fo the garage. What did you do witt those figures 1 got from BradleyY"
 ",rhcy're upstairs in the desk II my room DO you want them?"
 Don't bother! I'll find them fol myself" Wallace turned. A mo ment later she heard him going III the stairs.
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