The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-05-11
CHAPTER xxx


 had a child things would have been different. That was the way n man might 1.-Two again--through his children. Another sigh escaped him. Heath felt old. which was absurd because he was only 45 and n man of that age is in his prime.
 Tt must be this wretched flu. he argued.
 There was something about Stu. san Carey that set her apart from the crowd. Heath didn't quite know what it was. Why had Ruth disliked her so. he wondered 2 Surely she was too unimportant 10 mean anything in Ruths life. Heath sighed again and tried to settle himself for tho rest tho dector had ordered but somehow sleep would not come.
 The pear.pnlo face of n girl wavercd between him and his dream.
 "You'vo got plenty of time. miss. " That was simon. grinnlng at Susan and helping her out of the car.
 Thanks. You did that beautiful iy." she told him. feeling conspicu- ous with her armful of flowers. She went to slt on one of tho benches outside of tho station. Idly she nos ticed a girl in white flannel with n great Russian wolf hound on n leash, pacing up and down. There was something familiar about the set of tho beautiful little head under the rakish, white hnt. When the girl turned her profile Susan knew her nt once. It was Denise AGkroyd. Deliberately Susan looked tho other way. She could not quito forgive that girl for having Inter. rupted her and Bob Dunbar at luncheon. Tho old pain began to throb in her brenst.
 "f was No happy Il moment ago." Susan thought resentfully. "Why ncod she remind mo of him? wns trying 10 forget"
 frrcBIstibly her eyes were drawn back 10 tho straight, graceful iig- iiTe. At that moment Dcniscs gaze met hers. She bowed frigidly and moved away.
 "f wonder if her family know she goes around with the StrinBk ys crowd?" Husnn reflected, thinking diAdainfully of that sordid menagt to which Hen had introduced her She buried her face in the roses ai tho train ronrcd into the station.
 Susan found herself seat in m almost empty coach and through the window caught n glimpse of DeniHc casually embracing n tnli. blond young man. carrying golf sticks. UnaccountHbly her heart frightened. In tho back of her mind all thls time, unackno wledged. had lain the fenr that Denise might be Inc unnamed charmer in Bob's life. It did not seem NO hard to loso him to someone shc had never seen. A real flesh and blood rival was moro terrifying. "PerhapB 1t Isn't true" Susan thought,
 She wondered where Bob waa and when he was returning. How strange that he had not even writ ten hcr n line! She had watched tho malls day nfter day until pride had como 10 her rescue. Then the dream had died and more than one night her pillow hnd been wet with tears.
 She dismissed all this now rcso. 1uteiy and began to think of other things--tho house she had Just left and her employer with hls lean ascetlG face and quiz2lca eyes Surely Ernest Heath had every. thing to be desired wealth, posi-. ton, friends md that beautiful house and garden. She could hem herself describing the place in de. tail t0 Rose or to Aunt JesMc Aunt Jessie would sniff at what sh' called "fol. .dc-rols" but shc would be impressed Just the same.
 However. it was Ray iflanneri who first heard tho story of Su Aan'a visit.
 My cyes! Flowers, where arc you going with that girl?" Rnj ahrilled, meeting Susan in tho hall
 Hurnn turned n blooming face