The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-25

fellow. Why couldn't he tell this girl, as he longed to, that she rep- resented glamorous youth to him, a chance to recapture his own dreams? Why couldn't he say those things?
 q have grown very fond Of you." he told her instead. "The night l first realized 1t was the one when you called for my help. l am q lonely man. All this may mean nothing to you but as my wife you would naturally have an easy. agreeable existence. You have great beauty Tn the proper set- ting you would be exquisite" Susan shivered, wish v he had not reminded her of th..t autumn night when. frantic with jealousy ana anger. she had run away from Bob. She would never be able to forget Bob--never! Then she caught her breath, thinking that perhaps the solution to her prob- fem lay before her. Marriage with Ernest Heath would widen her hor' ixon. She would travel, meet new people, wear. beautiful clothes. In all of thls would there not. per- haps. be an nnodyne Tor the fcver which possessed her?
 "I feel greatly honored. she murmured. but don't know what to say"
 "f didn't expect you to give me m answer tonight, he said. "l want you to think 1t over. am afraid l have been very clumsy about t." The look of melancholy she had become used to in the past few weeks clouded his face. Susan hastened to reassure him.
 "It's I who am clumsy and stupid, too," she amended. She had the satisfaction of seeing that rare smile Tighten his features.
 Heath was thinking, 'rhe girl has tact and. what ts more. gra- clousness." Ho had considered him self q, completely disillusioned man but there was something in Susan's freshness which delighted him and gave him hope for the future. What could he not do with this girl at his side |? He liked to think of her in soft fine fabrics with pearls at her throat. He would build her q new homo somewhere in the coun. try where low hills lay. She should have French house with fine. dell cate furniture and velvet tcxtured rugs. That would be the proper sctting for her.
 "IIet me think about it," the girl was saying, her fine, soft eyes luni- nous. What color were they. Heath wondered? Gray or black or were they a iambent hazel? Some day, perhaps, he would really know.
 Tine car Jolted around | corner. In spite of SImon's careful driving the going was rough. The motion flung Susan almost into Heath's arms. ana the fragrance of the bur. den momentait'y intoxicated him. She lighted herself, laughing, but bright apricot stain colored the pure oval of her face and the man felt silent. He had not realized before now his heart was set on this marriage. Now he knew fully how much he had builded upon it. It was Ruth. with her irrational jealousies, her fierce and sudden de- cision to try to blncken this girrs name, who had made him see. II had been the last thing Ruth had meant to do but she had accom- piished 1t.
 Heath took up the speaking tube and told simon in low. stern tone to be more careful: Nothing should happen to this girl through fault of his. Heath swore irl his heart. Nothing but good!
 Susan thrilled to the tone. realiz. ing in some small measure what prompted it. She glanced sidewise at his nicely etched profilc. Yes. here was iDS.n to respect. perhaps truly love. It would not be q Wild. whlrIwInd emotion such ns she had felt for Bob Dunbar. but t would