The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-01-04

to tho ready anger or ull the others No, not quite all--a certainly So far ns the furious discussion wns con- corned. Hor mind flashed back and sho saw again tho still, con temptuous look of the man on her right, heard the cool venom or his tone. "Wo did those things better --tho Congo"
 Tho words rang through her brain, and this timc her control aulverod dangerously. If she should scronm Tom wouldn't understand. There'd bo troublo--and it might warn hlm! Sho laughed tromu- lously, clcitIng q look of startled inquiry from Mr Statlander who seemed to hnV0 been reading her homily on tho weakness of mod
 rn house construction.
 Then on tho steps came a light. quick trcud. she felt sho would havo known It's 0wnor anywhere for all sho had heard lt so little, Something poised, something Gat- like about 1.-the step of a tall, graceful, agllo mnn, In perfect con. trol of every muscle and nerve or his highly trained, beautiful body.
 Then shc snw her husband, turn. Ing from Marvin with an air or suspended interest, look up and start some commonplace romark. could feel tho graceful, indolont figure of the Belgian, rendy now to leave. Suddenly Toms whole body tensed. Hnlf-risinR. ho fumblod his napkin. dropped it to tho floor and stopped Co pick it up. Incredibly nobody but herself seemed to feel tho air of suspense --- the horrible hovoring of terror, Tom stood up, litle pale. sho thought, rather than flushed by stooplng, but quite himself. In fact. tho smile hc t...shod nt the newcomer was hl- most more warm and welcoming than m ordinary greeting.
 Be right with you. DoVos," he said and through hlA voice ran the samO vibrant tone. Suddenly she heard tho beat of drums, the mar. t.al music that sOndS mon forth 10 battle. "You'ro readyY Good! Linda excuse mo n moment
 Then nt last his eyes were to. ward her, and from her own flash cd all the agonizod warning sho could put Into n look, Hes tho oncH her cyos said. UnbolieVably, mirnculOusly. in Toms 0yos she saw the Same words, Hes tho onoi"
 Then, tho imperGcptible second of warning over, Tom walked out the door with that 1.-the, lifting swing Of his shoulders that nga In started tho ring of battle music In her brain. Fighting the impu se to spring up and walk beside hlm--- it would hurt moro than lt would help---sho heard his voice, Slehdy, friendly, ap0lOgetlc.
 "Sorry-Ill have tO keep you waiting just moment, DoVOs. ran out of tho sedan but I'm not pntIsfied with the way the engine misses and think we'd better take the little roadster. No. don't bothor-the roads dusty and tho grass k damp. IT. run her back here in q Jiffy. Just walt nt the door"
 But It was more than q Jlhy be- fore Linda, every nerve alert heard the Bcrunch of gravel under arriving wheels. By the time Tom camt they w .re all in the hall. talking, laughing, herself the cen ter of the little group, ralIying the BeIKiun on ms ncScrtIoH ol Heri playing up to Marvin'S evident ex' ultntlon in his superior tennis skill, deferslng to the curt fnality of Mi statlanCer's analysis of the science of tho game.
 Ten Tom appeared smiling apoIogetIc. Would he go through with it7 What had h6 been doing up in tho garage all this timsf
 "AII ready, DeVos. Sorry. Hop | | !"
 The little blue roadster seemed staunch, SO unrOmantic, 10 much n part of her daily life. At tho wheel, Tom flung her a smile tt which sho gaiIy resp0nded--hend np, pulse bO%ing. The Belgian stepped in with one single, ndrOi' movement: the dOyv slammed. shs at00d watch 'Bz until inc little whlf of blue turned the corner of ths