The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1933-11-02
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once while you were away she
had 10 stay away from work. oh,
Joan, It was terriblei!"
Pat losing her head-drlnkIng
too much? Oh, that was unthink-
ablel Joan thought that she must
have talk with Pat.
She started upstairs, then
quickened her steps as she heard
angry voices. The scene that fol-
lowed was to live In Joan's men,
| DRY. She heard Bills furious
voice and saw Pat, her face
flushed above the green dress,
swaying a little like flower
bending under rough wind.
you can abuse me all you
like, Bill. I'll do as / please and
there's nothing you can do about
i'll"
"Pat!" pleaded Joan.
Don't you start, Joan. I'm no
child, I'm IS years old"
II know, Pat"
"Eighteenw
I'm sick and tired of Jerry
Forester" Bill was saying. II
guess l was fooled as much as
anyone at first. But he's no good.
Amusing himself getting kid
tight"
Pats face went scarlet. Her
eyes met Joan's unhappily.
Joan, Bits making u noun
tain out Of nothing. Some of Jer-
RVS friends threw u party and l
took a drink-just a little ONE"
Bill laughed mirthlessly. II
Ottpaa UNA a iItfla anal fr,un ~
three little strong ones that
knocked you out cold"
"Bill's right" Joan said. "Jer-
ry isn't any good"
please, Joan! I won't have
everybody interfering in my af-
fairs. There's Jerry now" At the
door she flung back, Darn
never saw such a family"
"Pd like to spank her." Bill
said.
II know. But 1t wouldn't do any
good. Pat feels grown up. guess
she'll have to find out things for
herself"
Afterward those words were to
come back to Joan.
you've been drinking" Pat
told jerry as he assisted her into
the car. TOO much"
Now, little Providence, don't
start wet-blanketing a happy even
ing" Jerry retorted. III you
have scruples, stay at homo with
them"
Pat did not reply, trying to con-
troll her anger. She was realizing
more and more that Jerry was get
ting the upper hand, She had
slipped lately into a conciliatory
attitude. She hated herself for
that.
you've changed a lot" she
said In q low tone. You're not
the same Jerry"
IT haven't changed" Jerry
said. you have! used to think
you were lots Of fun. I'm serious,
Pat. II you're going to spoil the
party, you'd betetr stay at home"
Don't be silly" quickly. you
know Pm n good sport"
Well, Pat thought, she had been
talking like Bill and Joan. 1t
must have irritated him!
"All right then" Jcrry's right
hand covered hers for minute
CHATS my grill"
They were leaving the city be-
hind, the car moving swiftly now
along dark highway. .
where are we going" Pat
asked.
you'll be surprised. Some
place you've never been before"
Some time later they turned in
to broad driveway, thanked on
each side by trees. Through more
trees lights flickered like flreflies
In the darkness. The sound OF
music came family. Soon the
Pickering lights merged into u
blaze of color, the faint music In
to O blare of sound. Moaning sax
ophones, the whine OF violins, the
staccato notes of q piano.
"A party?" Pat queried. who's
giving it?" she asked as Jerry did
not reply.
"Don't BIO absurd! It's road
house."
II won't go in" Pat said firm
GAN right. Don't. I'll take you
home" 1t was what Pat termed
Jerry's dangerous tone" "Tll
leave you and come back alone"
"You wouldn't"
"Certainly, I would. I've no
time for IL prude!" He was begin
ming to turn the car.
Pat, with look at his set
face, said slowly, Gan right. I'll
60 in"
"And mind, you behave" Jerry
said. I'm tired of these tan
trums!"
ITO hC COntlnued)