The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-05-17
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Corrinne Plans to Take Flight
 Maybe Harry is refusing to be- tired of mel"
 Corrinne said the words out loud. Said them slowly, letting them sink in. She could almost feel them to the bottom of her mind. Dull words. Words like clods of earth falling on =. on q coffin. She shivered a little in the warm sunshine.
 She started the engine. Now she was driving faster and faster. Dryly she remembered that Sue was always having accidents, crashes, tickets because she drove | too fast. Sue, who was usually gay and sweet and a little quiet somehow grew reckless with a wheel in her hand. She, too, would drive fast. She would race away somewhere and not come back un- til long after Harry had returned that night. If he didn't want her, she would stay out of his sight. She would stay out of it forever! Then she remembered the twins.
 "They're mine! He can't have them! I'll get them and we'll all go away together" she told her. self.
 She turned the car around and started back to the town. She felt better now. She pictured Harry coming home, searching for her l and for the twins, and being told that they were gone. She wouldn't leave a note on the pincushion- that was too old. It wasn't good taste any longer, even in the case of brides who went down the back stairs because their families didn't approve of their heart interests. She would send a telegram. But she couldn't do that. It would tell Harry where they were. Harry didn't love her any more. she decided. He was too chival- rous to tell her 50. But this incl dent of the loan to Bob was giving him splendid opportunity to let her be the one to make the break. In this way, she would think he | ed. She would be spared the final humiliation, of knowing thaht he didn't, according to Harry's meth cd. We'll, she would step out! She drew up at her home and ran into the hall.
 Mary" she called to the maid who was dusting chairs in the long low living room. Will you pack a travelling bag for me. please She ran up the steps. At the top she turned to look down. The rooms stretched away-long, wide, spacious. Hearths where open wood fires burned on nights when sriowflakes or raindrops came drifting against the window panes, and lowered boughs were banked when spring was sweet and sum- mer was warm. Great chairs into which guests sank comfortably Long, heavy tables with the books and periodicals that people wanted to read. Lots of cushions. Not g house. But a home. And she wal the mistress of it.
 But she would go away =. take the twins and go away!
 | She asked their nurse to pack their clothes and toilet accessories into bags at once.
 I But you can't take then away" the woman said. "The, have colds, both of them."
 "That doesn't matetr. They'l
 probably have dozens of colds be
 fore they die. I had one ever!
 season until grew up"
 T, can learn. Besides, it ism
 my fault. You and Harry though
 I'd break them if touched them
 They are mine, aren't they?"
 She was speaking difiantly t
 keep down the lump in her throat
 The woman didn't answer. "Bu
 they are mine!" she repeated, stil
 louder.
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