The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-09-25
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What makes you so happy this morning7" Kenneth Corbett had asked Sue as she came to his rooms for a business breakfast. Outside the suite in the hotel life went on. There were faint sounds of bells ringing where guests wait ed for elevators, tinlxle of ice in pitchers and glasses as walters and porters went by. Somebody's laugh and somebody's voice.
 Sue looked up and smiled at the man. My husband sent me vio- lets this morning"
 And that could make you SO happy?" he asked as he held her chair for her.
 "There was a message with them
 -but the message wasn't neces. sary. really. Why shouldn't feel happy?"
 ation from their husbands. But when another praises them or sends them tokens which show they are in favor they think that they have reason to rejoice" Cor bett sat down across from Sue, shook out the great linen napkin and lifted the glass of iced orange juice from its bowl of ice.
 If woman loves her husband outside attentions are just--outsido attentions" Sue answered, slipping her iced fruit juice back in the silver bowl of ice.
 "It proves that a woman's charm is attracting others if men admire her," her host went on. ''She ex- poets her husband to be apprecia- tive. After all, she married him."
 "Then you think I would have been--or should have been---hap- pier if someone else had sent me fiowers?" Sue asked quietly. II wouldn't have liked it. would have given them to the maid" The dimples were flashing mis- chievously in her hceeks and little laughter lines appeared around her eyes.
 The man eyed her euriously. "I really believe you would have. Do . you know 1t is rather dreadful to ] love a man as you dor Or to trust @ man as you do? If anything should happen to sever or lessen that love, that faith--it would be hard to go on."
 "But nothing is going to hap pen," Sue answered. Love is built on trust. If one hasn't 1t, one ] can't love. They go together" |. "You think that love as as per- l manent and reliable as the Rock , of Gibraltar" Corbett pursued his point. Tt isn't. Don't count on a too-long account" "You talk as though it's some- 7 thing one takes home from the store on approval-or something one gets from Q rental library you know--a book or q magazine. 2 Five cents deposit on the first day , and three cents for every addition- al day"
 . Tt is. Nothing in life Is certain 5 but change" Corbett continued in
 that cool, deferential voice. his 2 eyes @ little mocking, little fiat
 tering. He had practiced that
 look often, Sue reflected. He had rehearsed this line well, too, she told herself. The first thing to do. in obtaining a woman's interest, | was to separate 1t from the man | who already held 1t by planting l doubt in her mind.
 "Your ideas aren't copyright.
 ed," Sue answered, and now her voice was amused. T don't agree
 But what was the work you wanted to talk about?"
 | He didn't answer. He was gax
 ing at a spot on the tablecloth. II Sue repeated her question. HI
 continued to look at the spo'
 where the waiter had upset q droY of water.
 | Sue lifted her water glass to hei
 lips. It was empty. The waiter
 had forgotten to fill 1t again. Sht
 reached for her coffee cup, but hei
 hand trembled and she put 1t down
 quickly, but . few drops spilled
 over the edge of the cup into the
 saucer.
 She was frightened. And she
 wondered why she was frightened