The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-06-14

M0NNIE ODARE, young and
Hrnm1lfnl. sails for EuroDe with
IN cid friend, MISS ANSTICE
COREY. Monnie believes DAN
CARDIGAN, with whom she has
long been I'm love, has Tilted her,
partly because his parents look
down on Mounie who Is poor.
Dams parents want him 60 marry
wealthy SANDRA LAWRENCE.
Sandra, pretending to be Mon
nle's friend, does her best TO win
Dan, even telling him konnie is
going 90 marry CHARLES EUS-
TACE another admirer.
ARTHUR MACKENZIE, rich
New Yorker, sails on the same
boat Afonnie and Miss Corey take.
He showers Monnie with atten-
lions and one night In London
asks her to marry him. Monnie
hesftates. promising to give her
answer next morning. While she
- trying to decide what to do
now GO ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER xxxvIII =.
Monnie turned the letter slowly
ih her hands. Dams familiar writ
ting, black and bold. stared back at
her. Her heart turned over. How
odd--how very odd 1t was to re-
ceive q letter from him at this mo-
ment, when she was trying to make
the most momentous decision of
her life! It was as II Dan himself
had reached across the many miles
that separated them, saying, wait,
Monnie! Don't forget me. I'm still
Aere!'
All, but he was the one who
had forgotten, her sore heart re-
minded her. He Il was who had
written that other letter, the cruel
one telling her they'd better
"hold up the plans" for the jan
uary wedding. No, it was no use
depending on Dan. She'd done that
In the past and her pride. her love.
her faith in him had been wound
ed past bearing.
Should she open it? Should
she make her decision first-and
by this time she had pretty we'll
decided what she would say to
Arthur Mackenzie on the morrow
and read Dams letter after
ward? Had he still the power to
away her past reason, past be-
lief? Did 81 ere to see what
Da nhad w or on the very
day before sailed from
New York t. ture and an
other mans a? She won.
dered. While she vas bordering
the matter, flushed and disturbed,
little Miss Anstice blew in.
"My dear, 1 had no idea you'd
be home so early!" Miss An
stice, imposing in silver cloth with
o collar of gray fox, stared
frankly at her travelling compan-
Ion. IT thought you'd be out until
all hours. Painting the town. as
they say. Are you feeling all
right"
not knowing how to explain. Then
on a sudden impulse she blurted
out the truth.
"Mr Mackenzie's sailing unex-
pectedly for home tomorrow" she
saiA. HE - Miss Anstice, he wants
me to marry him and go with him."
'sWell, I declare" Miss Anstice's
beautiful couture of silvery Gre
clan curls fairly quivered. She sat
down abruptly. "Of course, I knew
something like this was in the air."
sho began breathlessly, "but not so
soon. My dear!"
Ell haven't decided" Monnie
confessed. II don't know what to
do. Help me, Miss Anstice. What
shall I say to him"
"If you're considering m in
this" cried the older woman
shrewdly, "please forget all about
It. can get along splendidly al
though I shall miss you, of course.
The truth is Sally Richardson Is
dying to do Paris with me-with
us, I mean. and wants to go on to
Switzerland afterward. So you see
! shouldn't be alone. Do as your
heart bids you, my dear! ! never
advise in matters of this sort. Too