The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-20
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lease which had come to her that morning when Waring ha brought her the good news. It was enough just to be sRfe and secure. She no longer seemed impatient for good times.
 Ray rushed in one day at noon and said excitedly. Have lunch with me, won't your"
 Susan began to explain that she had planned to meet Rose.
 "Please break it. Honest. this is important" Ray urged. Her dam deiion locks were ruffled and there was a streak of mascara under one eys. Could Ray have been crying :? Susan dismissed the notion but something in the other girls air of suppressed excitement made her de- eide to go with her.
 Meet you in the lobby in 10 min utes,y Ray threw over her shoulder.
 There was no real privacy to be had in any of the restaurants where they usually lunched, but Su- san spied small table back near the kitchen in their pet sandwich Shoppe."5 Harried waitresses brushed their shoulders with dan- gerousIy laden trays and once or twice both girls escaped deluge of hot coffee but they managed some- how among the chatter and steam and gabble of tongues to achieve a small oasis of calm.
 Ray began, Honest Susan, 1t gets my goat. I'm all in a lather
 Susan looked her surprise.
 DO you mean to say you have- mt heard? Sky was married last night at Grown Point. Sent me Q wire, cool as you please. 'Congratu- late me- he says"
 T didn't know you cared any thing about him." said Susan.
 Ray winked those preposterous lashes once or twice and her eyes were hard and bright as marbles.
 ''Sky was-well we were practi- caily just like that" she said. hold ing up two fingers. What burns me up is the way he did 1t. Not that would have married him my self. Honestly, the kid hasn't good sense but we were out together Tuesday night dancing and he come up to the house afterward and he was just as sweet as could be-"
 GuB0h Wdb thy0thhS1s A 4t&y thought Schuyler Webb hadn't good sense, why did she mind his having married someone else? Ray gabbled on.
 Course, I've heard him talk about this girl all winter but he always pretended he couldn't see her. She has scads of money. That's the answer"
 @"I thought Sky was rich" Susan murmured, feeling she ought to say something.
 "sky? He practically lost his shirt in the market last year. His drawing account was all used up. l knew that last week."
 "Well, then," said Susan, remem bering Rays oft-repeated remarks about the folly of becoming a poor mans wife. Well, then, you wouldn't have wanted him, anyway. You know what you've always said about wanting a mink coat and a duplex apartment and @ roadster"
 Ray tossed her head and Susan could see q tear glittering on her lashes.
 "A person talks" Ray said thick ly and unsteadily. "A person says a lot of things that turn out to be hooey when person finds out what it's all about"
 Susan hated to look at her, She did not need to look to know that Ray was crying openly.
 ''I'm terribly, terribly sorry," she said. II didn't know you cared ut all" She was shocked beyond words at this exposure. To see Ray, so hard and bright and ns- sured, thus shaken was Q shatter- ing experience. If this was love, thought Susan to herself. half-hu- morously, half-pityingly, it's some- thing to steer clear of.
 |, Ray dried her eyes and began to talk quickly and irrelevantly about nothing at all. She renewed her makeup and before they went out on the street she seemed her own, bright, slangy self. But Susan could not forget the glimpse of suffering she had seen. It made her fonder of Ray. This little doll-faced per son was real. What Q queer world. she unused! Ray had built herself Q wall of philosophy and Q stupid. vapid. ordinary young man had broken 1t down.
 Of one tnlng susan was certain Ray would not be hurt in the same way again.
 The incident awoke for q while the old pain Susan had felt about Bob. She had not heard from him since that eventful night at the Ackroyd's. Where was he and what was he doing? She tried not to think of him but in her heart knew that daily she dreaded the news of his marriage. Would she ever rid herself of this fo0lishness ? It was like 6 fever, an ague. You thought you were over 1t complete ly and then some word - some phrase--a strain of music. perhaps, would start 1t all over again. She shook her head impatiently. This was getting her nowhere. She would be like Ray. cool and de- termined and ruthless. She would put Bob out of her heart forever. Susan bent over ner workI trying to efface herself in its calm im- personality. <.
 A voice said at her elbow. May see MT Heath. Oh, beg your pardon. How do you do?" She felt shaken. Her heart plunged frighteningly. She. heard | herkelf say calmly, "Mr Dunbar