The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-04-18
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JACK HEARS OF HARRY'S
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JACK HEARS OF HARRY's
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 He's still as much in love with corrinne as ever, isn't he?" Jack had asked about Harry. Sue watched tho firelight while she an- swered, her hand in Jacks as she leaned against the cushions that somebody had left piled in a gay, tumbled heap by his bed.
 "Of course .. - She was think ing that men pursued women, even their own wives, a little more eagerly when some other man was interested, too. The glamor of the chase lured them on. But with a woman and a man whom a woman really loved it was different. She wanted to find sanctuary with him. not a forest where one hunted day after day. But she couldn't let Jack think that Harry had any sort of affectionate interest in her, other than of old friendship. She must be honest. Honesty was Il trait not many women possessed, she unused to herself. But it was nit their fault that they had to use trickery in the game. It was a mans world though women scrubbed it's pots and kettles and kept it's hearth fires glowing.
 Jack turned her face away from the freight so her eyes looked into his.
 "Sue, you aren't sorry that you married me, are you?"
 Sorry? Oh Jack, darling. you know I'm not! How could you ask that?"
 "The Becker millions It was a silly question. Forget it. I'm sorry"
 Harry wanted advice about Corrinne, that was all," Sue ex. plained quickly. She repeated the whole conversation, and told cf Corrinne's entrance and part in all of it.
 Harry has a complex because he's so fieshy," Jack unused. "He got it just after he started to col lege. Back in the military acade- my where there were just fellows it never bothered him. But when he had to ask girls to proms he was embarrassed. He's darned good egg . it was a shame :"
 Sue listened while Jack talked on She was watching a row of gay and glamorous maidens flit- ting through the dusk of an elm dotted campus, low voices min gling with the errant strains of guitars and banjos. She was sec- ing slim girls with clear young eyes wearing their colors gaily on their great fur collars as they cheered for the team of the school ] they favored in the gray dusk of November day. She was watching those girls go drifting past, fra grant, silken, lovely, as the orches- tra played for dancing. She had had no part in Jacks school days. She wondered what the girls had been like whom he had asked to proms and down for senior week and all the other festivities. 1 so what did Harry and Corrinne decide to do or do you know?" Jack asked then.
 q don't know" The girls went gliding out of the picture. Harry is all right. He understands ev- erything."
 "But Corrinne thinks he may have a romantic hangover where you are concerned. Is that it?" He reached over and pulled her closer. How can you dispel that idea?"
 "Tell me some way and I'll do it," she answered. "Or you do it for me. Will your"
 "I'll help. But you'll have to perform the deed by yourself, I'm afraid. Seems to me, though, that it isn't up to you. It's up to Harry to make her understand. After all, he was telling you how crazy he is about her. That should sat isfy her. Women are funny" | NEXT: Nancy and Grace talk. | Copyright. 1893. NEA Service, Incl