The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-06-09


 with her aunt Jessie, Bob had said, on the west side. His spntuiate thumb ran down the list of tele- phone subscribers. Sure enough, there was the name. In his small. neat, copper plate script Dunbar wrote the street number in his pocket address book. It might be handy to have during the next few days.
 To his fathers surprise and irrl- tation, Bob didn't come around. The servants reported that he had returned home around noon, had packed a bag and departed without leaving any word. Mrs Dunbar was at Hot Springs. She was one of those fretful, chronic invalids. Her husband was relieved that there was no necessity of explain ing the situation to her.
 After a day of waiting during which his digestion was annoying ly impaired the older man mapped out a course of action. Hard-shel- led autocrat that he was, he loved his only son dearly. This open break with Robert disturbed him MT Dunbar decided to see the girl and talk little sense to her. y
 He frowned with distaste as his taxi, pumping along the shabby side street, came to, O. stop. It was just as he had expected-a house in n row of brave, rundown dwellings badly needing paint.
 Walt for me-" he commanded tho driver. Dunbar rang the bell with some trepidation. It was not a pleasant errafd but 1t was one he must go through with whether or not he liked 1t.
 A lean, ray-haired woman in a spotless blue house dress answered the ring.
 we don't want to buy anything, she began firmly. Then, struck by something in her callers bearing she stopped, confused.
 "I want to see Miss Susan Carey" Dunbar said in his courtli- est manner. "Is she In"
 "Oh, yes. I'll call her" The gray y-haired woman gave him an. other penetrating look and then in yited him to enter. As the mar waited in the small living room he glanced about with annoyance. Il was not at all the sort of interior he had expected. The old rosewood chairs, carved and upholstered 1T the manner of the sos. had Q de cent self-respect about them. Sc had the ancient square piano. The whole place reminded him dimly oi his mothers front. parlor. It wal uncompromisingly clean and the frilled white curtains showed nc sign of the usual Chicago grime.s - f#f
 There was faint rustic in the hall and he stood up, feeling rather ili at ease. The girl who faced hin was tall and slender. Her dress ol black woolen stuff had nun-like frill of white at the throat. The man noticed that her skin had ar extraordinary, translucent fair ness and that she wore no makeup Her eyes were enormous.
 AS the girl advanced Dunbar be. gan to speak quickly and glibly. II Susan was not the sort of persor he had expected to see, he gave nc sign. His method of attack wal simple. He would play on her bet ter feeling. He would make hel see that marriage with penntles' DOy WOulu Ue uuitc uIhCIOnt iioh marriaDe to the heir of millions.
 I'm Bob Dunbar's father" h' began. susan was not surprised From Bob the night before she hat heard the whole story. T don want you to think" the, man pur sued winningly, that I've cont here in an antagonistic mood. Oi the contrary feel very friendl. toward you and now that I've seei you must applaud my sons taste. He seated himself at her invita- ton. "I only want to make 1t quit' clear that there were good reasons for my behaving as l did when m! son told me his plans. Robert is I'm afraid, very impulsive. and. here he shook his head sadly. "ex tremely fickle. Perhaps you do no know that he is virtually bound 1T another agreement" He paused tt let the words sink in.
 Susan said, "I'm afraid don quite understand"
 MT Dunbar smiled. "Of course you don't, my dear young lady, he assured her. "The scamp would never tell you about himself" '1f you mean Denise Ackroyd, do know all about that" Susan sait quietly.
 The mans jaw dropped. "Oh you do! Then l know you're goinl to be sensible about 1t. If you'r' fond of my son you won't want t' stand in his way. His mother ant I feel deeply on the subject of hi marrying Denise. In fact his whol future depends upon 1t. His grand fathers money is being held il trust for him. Robert will receiv 1t when he is 25 on the condition that he marries with our approval 1 You seer" He smiled at her.
 You mean, then" said Susal slowly, that it would ruin Bob | life if he were to marry me ?"