The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-03-23
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 JANET HILL breaks her en. gnEement with ROLF CARLYLE after learning he has been going out with BETTY KENDALL, a society girl and niece of Q mem Der of the company for which he works. Janet fs secretary to BRUCE HAMILTON, advertising manager Of Every Home Maga- zine and Rolf $ employed in an advertising office. Janet is stll much in love with Rolf but he has declared their engagement : didn't "mean anythin," and acc cused her of not really wanting to marry him because she insist ed on pOstponing the marriage until they had saved Some
 Janet is lonely and unhappy. One night on a street car she meets JEFFREY GRANT, young engineer who has recently moved to the rOoming house where she lives. A few nights later MOLLIE LAMBERT, who lives across the hall, persuadcs Janet to come on a blind date with two of MOIIie's friends, AL SCHILDNER and FRANK MULLINS. Janet sees Rolf dancing with Betty Ken- dall. On the pretcxt of head ache Janet leaves the party and goes home.
 Weeks pass but she cannot conquer her loneliness and heart- ache. On stormy March evening she sets out from the office, un. decided where she will TO.
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 CHAPTER XVI
 The wind whipped Janet's coat back and the rain struck her face It was more like sleet than rain. She had to hold the umbrella tight ly to keep it erect. A dark, wet, thoroughly disagreeable evening Still Janet stood there, hesitating. Which way should she go?
 The sensible answer, of course would be down Center street to the car line two blocks away. A stormy night, such as this, was one to spend at home. She could buy some food at the corner delicatessen, heat it on the gas stove and have dinner in her room. Afterward there was the book she had brought home from the library and barely glanced at. Or she could go down and join the bridge game sure to be in progress in Mrs Snyders living room.
 Yes, that wass what she should do---and no sooner had Janet made this decision than she knew she would do nothing of, the kind. Cen ter street, leading to the car line, was brightly lighted and ahead three or four pedestrians-office workers, no doubt, delayed and now hurrying to catch the next car could be seen.
 Sixth street, which intersected lights were dinner and farther apart. There was no one at all in sight on Sixth street.
 Janet, having made up her mind, pushed forward. The storm, the sleet and the darkness were far more welcome in her rebellion than the warmest of firesides. She didn't care where the street took her. Again she said to herself, T can't go on this way! can't!"
 A dozen wild notions caught at her fancy. She would go away from Lancaster. To Chicago or New York! But would going away help? Suppose she wrote a letter to Rolf ana asked him to come to see her. No, suppose she telephoned him! Suppose
 A gust of cold wind blew her coat open just then and Janet jerk ed it back in place. The sidewalk, crusted with sleet, was becoming icy. Instead of turning back Janet : walked more rapidly. She had for gotten the storm, forgotten that the street was becoming darker, that there were fewer lights in the buildings she passed.
 "It's no use" Janet told herself desolately. Rolf doesn't care. He'd make excuses" No, itTTwould be better for her to go away. In new surroundings she would forget more easily. New York, she de- cided. would be the best place be- cause 1t was most remote. The money she had worked so hard to save-would take her there. Janet planned what she would say to MT Hamilton. He would give her refer ences that would help her find an- other job. In New York she would meet lots of people. Girls and young men. She would go to inter- esting, places, to gay parties. She would have beautiful clothes too, as pretty as Betty Kendalls!
 Her thoughts ran on but in spite of the glamour of the scences she pictured mentally Janet's spirits did not rise. Underneath was the dreadful feeling that she would do none of these things. She wouldn't leave Lancaster because she didn't really want to.
 Suddenly Janet stopped. Ahead a gloomy barrier loomed across the or o tern. The street was closed and as Janet noted this she realized that she had no notion whatever where she was. It was growing late. She had never come so far down Sixth street before but if she went back exactly the way she had come there was no possibility of loving her way.
 She turned. The wind was colder as she faced it and Janet was chilled through. The sleet, too. seemed to be coming down faster.
 Janet hurried. She walked three blocks and then drew a sigh of relief. An, there was the Security building tower in the distance. She hadn't admitted to herself that she was frightened but it was good to see that tower.
 Two blocks more and she was in the business section again. Janet reached a street intersection just as the red light turned green. She stop in the nearest restaurant. She didn't feel hungry but she was cold.
 What was that noise? She glanced about. Nothing apparently. The street was without a sign of