The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-01-13
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 FRANCES FENWICK live with their grandparents, once wealthy, now 30 impoverished that Anne's and Cecily's earnings support the household. The sisters have been orphaned since childhood. The grandparents are known respective 1y as "Rosaiie" and "Grand" and they insist on keeping up pre- tenscs of their former wealth.
 Anne, 2s, and Cecily, 22, do sec retarial work and Mary-Frances, 1S, is still in school. When the story opens Anne has been en- gaged to PHILIP ECROYD, young lawyer, for eight years.
 Cecily brings BARY McKEERL home to dinner. She has known him only e short time but is fall fng in love with him. Mary-Fran- ces and her friend, ERMINTRUDE are excited about the arrival of a stock company actor known as EARL DE ARMOUNT. They meet him on the street next day and he speaks to them. Mary-Frances is thrilled, agrees to meet him that night after the performance.
 Phil telephones Anne, asking her to 20 on a picnic. She re- fuses because 1t is her night to cook at home. Phil Is angry.
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 CHAPTER XII
 Phil loved her. She knew it. Their structure had been built, swiftly and beautifully, years ago had been built and completed. !. And yet. Anne wished to keep him necessarily laboring at 1t: pound- ing away at old promises and making new, unnecessary ones; creating sentimental situations; tinkering with flattery; piling proof upon proof, until he was tired tired to death. He pulled himself up sharply. He had been right: he needed the woods, and the rest and sanity-needed them at once.
 Proof upon proof" It carried over in his mind as he rode down in the elevator. Proof. Had he not been true to her, with never a thought of another woman Ohe persons of staunch, invulnerable feelings and fathomless under standing had been women. not a woman) for eight years? Knowing this she could still demand-did still demand-proof of his love for her.
 He had reached to push open the door in the foyer when Lefty King hailed him in her shallow, childish voice. She was standing by the counter where magazines and to- bacco were sold, holding small brown object in her hand and laughing and frowning at the same time.
 The heel of her shoe, the foul thing, had come off just here. She did not know what on earth to do. She had been trying to charm Emery--the clerk grinning behind the countcr--into skipping around the block to the shoemakers but Emery dared not leave his place. Tho boss had bawled him out for stepping over next door to oblige q customer last Tuesday. Lefty in- quired again. including the love of Mike. as to what she was going to do. She couldn't go limping like wooden leg all over town.
 There was touch of adventure in chasing around the block with Letty Kings smallish pump and ItB nIkn HCeI III illS pONhcl. lLtttS was a filing clerk in the office across the hall from Philips office. She was slight, semi-sensible little thing, with reddish gold hair, bal,y-blue eyes, and a frankly sol uble complexion. She carried her shoulders too high; but she dressed smartly and seemed always to be high spirited, good-humored, and happy. Philips and her acquaint- anceship had begun with remarks, made in the hall or in the elevator, concerning the weather: and thruogh more than year it had progressed only to the point of an occasional formal familiarity pretty new dress someone has to- day--tacked on to the weather opinions.
 Three quick taps welded heel to slipper again. Letty's gratitude was lavish, and Philip put gratitude along with understanding and in vulnerable feelings in his roster of fuvorite virtues for women.
 In the restaurant Philip ordered box lunches for two.
 All afternoon M. Sacht had been handing cardboard boxes across his counter to customers in haste to respond to the wooing of hills and woods and streams. M. Sacht had met their bother and stew with tolerance and sympathy. But suf- ferance was difficult for this tall, turbulent man with his white face and fidgety eyes, who said not once but thrice, Make 1t snappy."
 "He acts" unused M. Sacht, as his customer went rushing away, Hike the cops was after him. If so, l hope they get him-him and his hy.stair-icks."
 Grand, his head bowed so that his top scalp shone pearly pink through the white silky fringes of his hair, went sonorously on and on asking the blessing in long, carefully arranged clauses, while Anne worried about the macrori and cheese cooling in the dish, and wished that Mary-Frances would stop squirming, and was slightly sorry, at last. that Phil had been disappointed about the picnic sup per in the woods.
 He was, she supposed, eating his dinner alone as usual in the dining room of his boarding house. Philip lived at the Dammeron apartment hotel; but it was his mood, always to call 1t a boarding house, as it was his fancy never to mention the dining room without prefixing the word basement. Anne thought the Dammeron hotel. with it's deep carpets and big chairs and mirrors and its orderly air of quiet com fort, a wholly desirabl place in which to live. This opinion. Philip told her, was possible because she was not forced to live there year i., and Ncar out Innp apn she had