The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-02

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 Every lime the telephone rAns Amrlne the next few days susan ' heart raced like q wild thing. But as the days passed hope died.
 surely hell call me Just once again to say goodby,' she thought Her moods veeved from. wild ex. hliaFatlon to deepest gloom, ~ Ons moment she would be certain that she had been right about the kinshlp of feeling existing between herself and Bob Dunbar that dsy et the Blackstone. Asain she would be as certain she had been completely wrong. The hushes and INtEFH anu GUttt9 VI UFHs ~f~ wv" sessed her. She moved like per. Hon in n dream Aunt jessie ' ' nharpest speeches fell on deaf oars these days g"I declare 1 don't know whnth got Into you" her aunt would say. bAhied, Susan scarcely heard her. She never went out on the street at lunch hour, never joined the e.eoiBg throngs without ak- nsrlAnciDg . sudden wild hOps that nha would soc the face she sought Or hear that deep. rsmembsFed voice. This was ths thought that eDI0red al her days, lt made even ths hot, tiresoms Journey back and forth on stininK street cars endur' able.
 Te.day--it might Dc to-day, she would thinki He would telephone md finish what he had started 70 iell her a week ago, But at last Her dream died. That wan the morning Susan read in n newspaper gossip column the name fsirly isaping at her from the printed pa se, that Bob Dunbar had sailed fer Europe. She was NO white and stili that morning that even Pier. son, inc stolId bookkseper. glanced ak her with something iiks alarm.
 "uusss you ate something that disagreed with. you" he remarked.
 Susan gave him h look in which envy and contempt were mInRled. Fancy being so dull and go fOriu. nate, shs thought, as 10 believe life n0uid bs that simple. Hut the tire. some iistIs man felt an honest sym pathy for her. If she had only Known it. Hs was AhSswdef than she thought ana had more dejiGAey than She gave him credit for.
 The long day wore on. "Iie'a gone. hs's gone" ilcked The clock. 'Ite didn't even nny E00dby 10 y0u" tiee heart was m lump Of solid lch' HhS went tO lunch in n sllll dnze' The msn and women iD Inc sand" wJnh shop were shapes In m draam and everywhere, everywhere, boys and girls Besmsd Co walk ln pnifM ln aH that busy mid summer n0on- d0y only Susan Carey was alone.
 it was two o'clock. After count. less ages it was three. She typed steadily, thinking 10 dull by un. Gsasing effort ths pain that racked her head.
 "Oh, I beg your pardon. Did you -.%dld you speak Co me befOrsf" The woman standing outside the 0ftioc gate vas cool, poised, elegant, Her / akh blond hair was folded back in' wings uHdsr her smart black hat. Her espression was ons sf amused dlsdatB.
 "Only three or four times" iha woman said, her tons suggest ing that Susan was not only dull but inAttsntiyo,
 ,HThIs typewriter Is so noisy" the gjfi began 10 explain in confusion, Instantly she felt she had said tho wrong thing, Her callers sIpres. sion of remote amusement dsep' ensd
 "Ips of no consequence" phe said crlsply. "mr Heath" not 'n'
 Susan had risen, In her embar. rsssmsnt Bhs sthiDinsfsd ah h child might. "Nsno. he's not. In thcrs any message 1 can takeW For an" sWsr tho woman in black clicked open tho gate with aaeuF Omsd rh. Kers and said fvetfuily, "FIi walt. He's expecting me-" Then. since the giri continued t0 look surprls' ed, shs exclaimed impatisntly. Mrs Heath"
 That was all but ahs bhd reduced susan t0 the msresl pulp, Her manner had besn that of tho priH. 0sss who rsbukss the loutish ssr' vant.
 girI said in h low voice. But Mrs. Heath had already enBcOnced hers shif in the most comfortable chair A~ a...s k.. sAH ..A At teOubfe tO reply.
 ItsSson aanis in, duoked hin hehd in tic direction of ths private room ln An obscure gesture of rcoogni. itOn, and dIaa ppenrrf Into his favOrtle haven, ths vault. Susan could hope for no hAbIstnncs from ihnt gunrtsr. She worked on. JacB Wsrtng slammed open ths Othef door and hustled in, whIHlInE a danen tuDs, -
 'yloW's svery Iiitle---" hs began with customary eEubernBGs, The words died on his lips H hs caught sight of the still, nristJs cratic figure in black.
 "Ah, Mrs Hsatb" Ills manner ilpdsrwhnt \ subtle change. Tho lady gave him slow hmils but her accents were sweet,
 Nice 70 sss you. its besn 0gas."
 WaHnk bOWhd oyer her hand, Susan could hear ths ripple of light laughter, Tn ths tail of her ays she could see the man light \ Mgarst bsld tn the womaD's long white fingers. An emerald. big ns A rOe's egg, glsamsd on ons of them.
 "gaHnss .--, just liks every other yjIaAe--Nbt, Jean ds Luz~-hOme OU ihs BsfaBgarln-A" She could hear .s.-'s---s.s.-.----------
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