The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-07-22
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up the romance by convincing
 Barrett that ElinOr was only
 flirting with him.
 Rich MISS ELLA SEXTON,
 Elinor's aunt, dies and, to the de-
 spair of the relatives, leaves her
 entire fortune to Barrett LAda
 Stafford has been flirting with
 VANCE CARTIER. When Vance
 learns she will not divorce her
 husband, BENTWEIL STAF- FORD, ho shoots Bentwell. It is
 uncertain whether the wounded man will live or die.
 Barret does not want Miss
 Elias money but can not give it
 back to the rightful inheritOrs
 because of their pride. Suddenly
 a pIan comes to him. He tells
 EIlnor tht if she will marry him
 and live as e guest in his home
 for Q year he will give her the
 entire sum to divide between her
 relatives.
 Knowing the money may save
 her fahter's life, Elinor agrees.
 They decide to have the cere-
 rinony next day.
 CHAPTER XXIII
 @Elinor's voice came over the trifie unsteadily. "Yes, Barrett?" she said.
 Dearest, Art Palmer = I mean Doctor Palmer, he corrected himself mockingly, wants to know whether you want to be spliced = think he said--in his church?"
 Her voice trembled even more. It was the way he had said Dear est"
 "rd like it very much if you would"
 "Td like it very much any where," he assured her. He added, els everything going along as 1t should?" He could not deny the tenderness he felt for her. After all, the situation she was facing would be difficult for any girl.
 "Oh, yes!" she assured him.
 Quite certain?"
 May drop in this evening There are a few things I want to talk about"
 Please do."
 'Then-until this evening, dear est" he said bit too loudly. He hear her half-whispered, Good by"
 Arthur Palmer was studying a paper knife which he twisted in his hands. He had known Barrett Colvin for many years and now he was worried. Barrett's tone had sounded artificial and forced. Ar thur Palmer wanted this marriage to be success. They both de- served that 1t should be. But Q marriage hadn't much chance with out honesty, he had learned from hearing the troubles of the mar ried. as he did almost every day.
 
 It showed during the night as dawn she fell asleep, to open her eyes at-nine on day that was clear, cold and bright. Celeste was standing at her bedside, smiling tenderly. For amoment Elinol wondered at Celeste's presence and at her smile. Then 1t came back the truth which was not a dream, And with the truth came full con- sciousness of the ordeal before her "It is 8 beautiful day, this day of your marriage!" Celeste ven tured. Celeste was happy about the wedding. Only the French car blend emotion and calculation witf out a cheapening of either! Elinor sat up, hugging her knees and staring at a window which framed square of the glitterine world. She would go to the church would be married. Then she would go with him to his house and thus would start the pretense that must endure for a year. Her father would have everything he needed her cousin, Philip, his rightful share; her aunt and uncle, an al- most -forgotte peace, and their sons. the chance they so deserved The Thropes would accept a share of the money from her, Elinor was certain. Celeste was running her bath 4 An almost overpoweringly sweet scent fioated to Elinor from the room that was filling with steam Celeste had evidently borrowed boldly from one of the many Venetian glass bottles standing or the peacock blue shelves of hei mothers dressing room; Something old and something new, something borrowed and something blue," chanted Celeste Eunor laughed. "But I haven't anything that isn't old, Celeste! she admitted.
 Celeste had considered that. she confessed, nodding. She hat slipped out to buy a iiandkerchie1 and if Mademoiselle would deigr N to carry that it would be new. Celeste then reached into 6 N pocket of her pert, small apron N Elinor took the offering, a pretty \ bit of cob-web linen. broad-hem. II med and embroidered with bold "E. s." exclaimed Elinor. Her mother Il had had no thought of her. Sht had been thinking only of how make up for his ''treachery" about the will.
 ters," said Celeste. "Ah. and with love. I though of you-thinkine of your sweetheart!"
 Elinor flushed. True, she had thought of the one Celeste called sher sweetheart" most of the night but not as Celeste had dream T shall keep the handkerchiei always. Celeste" she said. T an so grateful to- you, and I'm goins to show it to- MT Colvin." "Ah, Mademo1Selie, you are St sweet! dream that some day may be in your service!" 'I would like nothing better Celeste. I'll remember that" Ell. f nor promised.
 Even Lida felt an unwontet I thawing when Elinor appeared a i half past Il from her father'i 3 room. She had been sitting silently by his bed, her hand or his weak hand, her eyes on hi which smiled at her.
 Leaving him. stooping above him she had heard him murmur "My--blessings--dearest!" l IAREE GQE2SES -....:.......-