The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-12-24

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 Nancy decided sns would ignore
 CrAce's pleading voice. Surely. if she closed her Oy11. tho younger woman would think she vas ssloop. But Grace refused to accept Nancy's decision. eho nat down on l the edge of her own bed, cufIod l he feet under her, and propDod l her chin in her hands.
 HYbu aren't asleep. Nancy Boc- | ker. You don't need to pfetendl | You are going to listep to me. You | are in love with Arnold Page | hook. line and einker. Oh, don't deny it." she interrupted, @ Nancy l suddenly sat up. "It's no crime | That's the way I've been feeling about Jimmy. I tell myself I'm over it. almost believe I am sometimes. Then somebody says l something he used to gay--0r see a tawny head and broad 1hOul- ders ahead of me at the tneater and catch my breath--oh, Es nell, and I'm not being sacriiigious when I say 1t, either. It Isl
 '.So I know how you feel. Ano keL NAt6 A1Vl40Ih gAS VA N0AA that Arnold Is interested in me. He certainly is notl He's yours as much as he ever wasl More can't you see through it? He's scared | to make a move now, Afraid of you! But you can't see It, OF course. Women's intuition always fails them just when it's needed: Nancy smiled slowly. "He doesn't tIove me. That's Q fact. And since | he doesn't-why it dosen't matter who it is that he does care TOT, although 1t would be nicer 1T there
 "There isn't. Done be . fool!" Grace's voice came out of the dark: show him that I care," Nancy an- swered. q might as well admit that I do. You know 1t. anyway. So does everybody. So does ne. l It's town gossip. But I'll ignore him now! Just let him try to make amends"
 Amends for what?" Grace ask ed with calm cruelness. "He hasn't
 You weren't present when he cooly accepted my--release or | whatever 1t might be caiied. ne is almost afraid that may expecs him to take up the old romance. !, Unless a man and woman wan | to take up the old song again its strangely out of tune In any Key. She reached for a handkerchief. Not because she wanted to cry. Because she must hold something | in her hand, she told herself. The weird, wild perfume with
 which 1t was scented swan into the doonl-so faint that only she preceiyed 1t, yet so strong that It choked her. Arnold had sent the | fragrance to her for years and years. He had brought her some on her last birthday. Not even Sue had known that.
 Suddenly Nancy crumpled the handkerchief, walked to the win dow, threw 1t high, and hurled the scrap of linen onto the roof. The snow and wind and darkness cape rushing in together. She pulled the window down and crept under the blankets.
 sGrace, you are sweet. Thanks for telling me. I do like you. And if you want Jimmy-though he isn't worth it--I hope you get him: nly--Grace, he isn't worth itE T know. I don'ti want him.
 Things can't be the same. We burned the .bridge--and another bridge would be--another bridge. I can't go back to him any more. He doesn't want me though. But our families have persuaded us to call off divorce proceedings for a little while. =
 She wondered as she began to grow sleepy how Jimmy felt be- cause she had won an architec- tural professional prize that he had sought
 The next day she found out. NExT-Grace and Jimmy HayA