The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-01-08
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tenscs of their former wealth.
 Anne, 2S, and Cecily, 22, do sec. retarial work and Mary-Frances, IS, is still in school. When the story opens Anne has been en- gagged to PHILIP ECROYD, young lawyer, for eight years.
 Ccclly bring BARRY McKEEL home to dinner. It is evident that she is falling in love with him. from her friend, ERMINTRUDE, who is excited about the arrival of an actor known as EARL DE ARMOUNT. The two girls make plans to meet him. Phil comes to see Anne. He is late and rather irritable.
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 CHAPTER VIII
 Barry objected, But Mir Ec- royd, such prejudice leaves me de- fenseless. I don't and can't ad- init
 Phil stood. Barry should not have called him prejudiced. It was word that Phil always had par ticularly disliked.
 "On the contrary" Phil said, q pride myself that no man livng has more open yaind that have: open, that is. to the decencies. I've enjoyed talking to you, Mir McKeel. Hope we can get at 1t again some- time. I'll have to be going now. Good night. Good night"
 Cecily and Barry said Good night" Grand and Rosalie were both asleep. Anne went with Philip into the hall.
 f''Cissy," he said. as he reached for his raincoat, '"has fallen hard for the flaming youth, hasn't she ?" f:'I don't know" Anne fibbed.
 1T know" Phil said, and pulled his coat down in the back. Its a case, sure enough, this time. You know what will happen, don't you?"
 Happen" Anne questioned.
 Shell marry him the day he asks her. She'll let you down. you will be left holding the sack and supporting the family"
 Anne thought, But can't. I can hold the sack, but I can't sup port the family on my S25 q week. No one could. We'll freeze and starve,' and said nothing.
 '"She1l let you down." Phil re- peated, and stamped into one over- shoe. You'll hold the sack" he repeated, and stamped into the other overshoe.
 Anne flared. You've no right to say that Phil. Cissy will not. Cissy never has let me nor anyone down. You've no right"
 Phil, hat in hand, was making for the door. Anne tagged after him and went on: Suppose she does fall in love. Suppose she does get engaged to thaht nice boy: Isn't that her affair? You and 1 have been engaged for years"
 "Yes, l know that. I don't need to be told" said Phil on the porch to Anne In the doorway. "But Cis- sy isn't like you. Her man will come first with her."
 "You come first with he," said Anne.
 ,"Oh, no. don't. Cecily and Mary-Frances, and Grand and Ro- Salie" (need he make each name sncer?) 'come first with you, Anne, and always have"
 ''No," she began, "that isn't true. It isn't my fault" Phil had gone! Gone? Right off like that without kissing her good night? Phil had gone. If he had purpose ly omitted the kiss 1t wouldn't mat seriously feared, that he had sim ply walked away and forgotten all about 1t.
 Barry, driving and intent on the polished black pavements ahead, did not see Philip standing back from the corner, puffing at his pipe and waiting for the street car. But Philip saw him and felt a small satisfaction because Barry, too, had left the Fenwick's house early.
 Suppose" Philip went on think ing, as he watched the small red light dim into the darkness, that I'd hailed him, and cadged ride home, and said to him on the way, Don't fall in love with Cecily Fen wick. Don't ever go there again, You can stop now. Later you may be unable to stop. There's no use in falling in love with 8 Fenwick girl. You start out brave and gay and find yourself on treadmill. You never arrive anywhere. Stop short tonight and forget 1t. l wish someone had warned me--eight years ago." Fat lot of thanks Me- Keel would give me-now. Pity, though. He is young--some fool ideals of course-but on the whole, intelligent. He had known the Bronte quotation: I have seen the sea and York cathedral Stop short tonight and forget 1t. Well why not? What was the epi- gram? If advice is good, why give it away?' An, the bunk! But-why not? Rot! Stop short and forget it."
 He knocked his pipe out against tree in the parking. and stepped forward to hail the coming street car.
 Cecily tapped on Anne's door and opened it. Anne was standing ill front of her bureau, her fingers flying about through the dark curling coils of her hair Git was a nuisance, and heavy, and hard to find hats for, but Phil insisted that she should not cut it), pulling out the hairpins.
 "Anne, angel" Cecily said, "din- ner was grand. Thank you mill lion times"
 Anne did not turn. "Yes," she said. q thought it seemed very good-all but the chowder."
 Everything was good" said Ce- ely, and came in and closed the door. She had to talk. You liked him, didn't you. Anne? Did the conversation, and the evening, and --so on, seem all right to you? Wasn't 1t slick that Grand Rosalie both went to sleep?"
 Anne's fingers kept on hunting hairpins. "Yes, I liked him. thought things seemed all right What made him leave so early?"
 'He is sort of shy. Phil's leaving and all I'd so much rather have him shy than-than not. You really did like him. didn't you. you think?"