The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1933-06-03

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nie's friend, wants Dan for herr
self. His parents want him 60
marry Sandra and Iok down ON
Monnic because the O'Dnrcs are
poor. Monnie clerks In drug
MISS ANsTICE CORY, long
friend OF the family, inherits 1
$4,000 ana asks Monnie TO 60 70
Europe with her. The girl hesi-
tatcs, hoping for news from Dan.
At last q letter comes.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER xxx
Monnie turned the letter over in
her hands before she opened 1t.
The thick creamy envelope. the
bold black writing spoke to her
eloquently of the writer. She smiled
to herself, secretly, exultantly. Dan
would explain now his long silence.
She would know and be treasured.
She went into the house, halloo-
ing to her mother who was in the
dining room. Then she sped up-
stairs, eager to peruse the letter In
solitude. Her heart was beating
faster. 1t was almost as If Dan him.
self were in the room, waiting to
speak to her.
"Dear Monnie" Che began) "I'vel
been busy every minute Of the
time. This is a great country and
great people and like 1t. Rode 90
miles yesterday. We had picnic
up In the hills. Tonight we go TO
one of the dances at the next rancn
Everybody's SO hospitable. Monnie,
there's something want to talk TO
you about when I get back. think
perhaps after all ed better hold
up our plans q bit-not go ahead
with the January idea. There are
reasons. I'll tell you more when
see you. Let me assure you that
you are greatly missed.-Dan."
She put the letter down on the
dressing table gently. She looked
at herself in the mirror. taking on
her hat, brushing her crest OF
bright hair away from the sweep
of her forehead.
"Why, them" she said to herself
lightly, In a conversational voice,
There's no point"
She broke off at the sound of
Kay's footstep on the stairs. Quick
" she hid the letter in the top
drawer.
Kay came in, whistling softly.
"Hello, didn't know you were
here"
81 got off early, Kay!"
whats up?" The younger sister
stared, noting Monnie's brilliant
eyes, the flush on her usually pale
cheeks.
1--WE decided"
Decided what? oh, d'you
mean-?"
Monnie nodded. I'm going with
Miss Anstice."
Not to think, Monnie told her.
self, was the idea. Not ever to
be still, to allow the biting, sting
ing memories to intrule. She
laughed, she was gay. brittle. TWO
weeks-in two weeks more she and
Miss Anstice would be on their
way. 1t was not soon enough-not
nearly.
After a feverish night Monnie
had written Dan letter a flu |
rious, impotent letter which she
had later torn up. 1t was ridicu-
lous to behave in this way. What
did 1t matter? What did anything |
matter? She told herself she had
known from the start that things
would fall out this way. She was
not surprised. Events had marched
to their inevitable climax. Sandra
hod got her man - there was no
other explanation.
IL she stopped long enough tol
consider the situation she was
overwhelmed with a sort OF sick
despair. She would not dwell on
what might happen II any OF the
family fell i'll while she was away.
Kay's salary would help to carry
them along. Bill unusually garru- |
lous for him, had called her aside. |
"rm glad you're going" he said.
"Somebody in this family was
about due for a break. Don't worry |
about money"
had to ask. SIS that?
Bits face was blank. Were
coming right along" he told her
easily. maybe in the spring she'll
be Free"
"You !! you're crazy about her
Bill looked family embarrassed.
"Sure. Angles a wonderful girl.
But Monnie thought she caught, in
his eyes, almost touch of bewil- |
derment. II Bill had given his
promise to Angie, she reflected
wild horses wouldn't drag 1t away
again. She thought Of the lines:
"The men OF my own stock,
Bitter bad they may be.
But at least they feel the things
i feel,
They see the things / see."
She felt a surge OF pride in her
brother. Angie Gillen was lucky |
girl.
Mrs o'Dare said one night,
"Monnie, I've little money saved !.
that ] want you to have. know
Miss Anstice Is going to pay you a
n
you'll need a few nice things. This
is nest egg. You're to take 1t
and buy some pretty new clothes"
She put small roll Of bills into |
the girls hand. Monnie, counting |
them, found 800.
lis this the money Aunt Syb'l
Eyes. want you to have It,"
II can't. You need things more
than I do--a winter coat.
"Monnie!" There was a new note
in her mothers quiet voice. You're
to have 1t. Do you hear? want
you toly
Three days more. Then two. At
length the last night came. In
spite Of herself. In spite of all her
frantic resolutions, the girl found
she had been waiting unconscious
" for some word from Dan. err
haps he would hear she was going |
away. He might see the "Belvedcre
News with the account of her
plans. Surely someone would tell
him, mention II casually in let
ter. They would say. II see Monica
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