The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-04-11
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 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER xLI
 A week later Ellen called on Symes. He had telephoned to say he had received the license. The week following Stevens death had been cruel test of the girls cour- age. Myra. Molly and Bert ali had helped. Even Mikes with his con- stant, fretful appeals for amuse- ment had helped. Life and the everyday demands of living had caught her up and whirled her on.
 She was a trine pale that crisp fall day but her blue eyes were clear and steady and her sweet mouth could smile. Symes lookcd at the girl and saw that she was changed. There, were courage and bravery in her face now cours age and bravery that were deh- nitely, unmistakably adult. You're looking we'll" he said fnadequately, and stopped and said no more for a space. Its been a hard pull, l know. he continued abruptly. put everything's gone well. You've seeu the papers. of course?
 T have", she said. Much had been printed about Stevens death and about Stevens will. A sharp legal battle was anticipated between his sister Mrs Elliot Barclay Harrowgate. land Leda Grayson Barclay whose divorce had been 90 recently set aside. No news of Ellen nad ap- peared - no suggestion that an- % ven when he died. Headlines chron;cicd % the death at St Aga tha,a hospital. Headlines an- nounced that Leda Grayson Bar clay. the widow, had arrived too | late, speeding by plane from Mex
 q wanted to go to the funeral" Ellen Announced forlornly as symes pulled up a chair for her.
 "That would have been the
 sheerest folly" he pointed out. quite his legal, business like self again. "You've been So sensible
 ssant .vervthin z ,,l. .elses I'm sur. prised 10 hear y6uSA&t that," .-.s
 Ellen forced sasAS4ilant. apolos retic smile. He looked away. with inc consid eratlons she had found so unexpected, then looked back arain. She was composed now. Her hands were steady and her eyes were dry. %. lu .p E
 I'm sensible about that. too - now" she said quietly.
 "I've wanted to tell you and
 here's my chance" symes began
 in awkward haste. If there's anything you need I'll be glad to
 be of assistance"
 The square Rossiter chin lifted.
 "There's nothing at all." Ellen said quickly. 'I've always made my own way and I still can. I've been a parasite long enough. Monday I'm going back to work"
 Not on Monday" "Yes--Monday.'
 She checked herself to add, sDon't be alarmed. wouldn't dream of returning to the store. I.orene came to see me and said she'd try to get my place back TOT me, but 1 couldn't do that. There'd be too much gossip and specula- tion-and besides my. brother-in- l law works there. T. wouldn't want to chance anything coming up that might hurt him" N "Nothing will come up," Symes replied little uneasily. He rose. walked silently to the end of the room and back. He bent over his . 4 vsA n Oa In
 Well, here 1t is."
 He fumbled in drawer. pro- duced a document and tossed 1t to Ellen. The paper opened outward N beneath her fingers. She was looking at the license which an- f nounced on September , the mar riage of Steven Barclay to AEiien E R ossiter. witnessed by Myra Arm stead and Molly Rossiter. signed by Rev Mir Cyrus Southey. Ellen read I the words with fascinated fearful eyes. Suddenly she tore the docu- Y ment once across. AsSi,I
 I'm going to tear N pp," the girl said. M You might need 1t terribly some time. If the fact that you were | alone with Steven the night he died ever comes out can't you see how valuable a marriage license might be to prove your own--in- nocence?" f A xss V .as clared pasionately. T couldntis
 symes did not respond. There was long silence. He sat down again, his eyes avoiding her eyes. "What are you keeping back ?" X she asked in a clear. even tone ~ % "Yop've heard nothing of Fer gus. have you? be questioned de- liberately. kr
 What made you ask that?" "Nothing especially" he an- swered, troubled by the steadiness of her glance, 1T just wondered because 1t happens that your pre- sentiment concefnink rorgus> was
 correct. Hes q rogue or %. ! believe" -~--.. NY i'7
 Elien's frightened eyes did not waver. clearing his throat. 'that 1t was rergus who stole the papers prov- ing Stevens divorce and turned them over to Leda Grayson. Fer