The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-02-24
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GYPSY MORELL and TOM
WEAVER nre married on the
same day ms. LILA shHOqA LING
and. DEREK BLISS, hut while
Lna lives In luxury Gypsy has to
strugEle TO keep expenses within
Toms income. 49,. 80, '--..-,
After GypsS's SON IN bora her
days become n dreaKy, round. OF
caring foP, him and for her home
she suspects Tom L. Interested In
VERA GRAY who works In the
same Office, --. ...r.,.
Lila divorces Derek, Vera Ends
excuses to see Tom often and one
night. after trieking him into TAX
Ing her home saggestS theyS run
away together. Tom leaves hastily.
Derelxs learnings Lila divorced
him to marry MARk0 BROUGH-
TON, Fieher and older. comes nm
invited to'a dinner party given by
lila. Gypsy In there md also
HUNT GIBSON. Derek. who has
been drinking. falls from n bpl-
sony 10 the street. Several days
Tom and Gypsy quarrel and
Tom leaves home. He In sent out
OF town on business and Is un-
able TO send word TO Gypsy. She
does noS receive his letters be-
cause she has gone to ser parents
nOtucs GO ~ 'F.r2si -H- go. r
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
- CHAPTER XIV
WHEN Gypsy got OF the train
w she could see tine blue line
Of the Sound far to the left She
drew long breath, She held
David mp to see and he blew an
ecstatic bubble as she lifted him
into the lone taxi drawn up be-
side the station platform. In the
clear wash OF midsummer sun
light The outlines Of her sur
roundings were sharply etched.
Scrub oak and eyergreens against
q background OF white, white
sand. Beyond a struggling road
to the beach. After the train
wound away there was silence
here, utter and complete, and the
girl in the blue linen froek with
the white capped baby on her
knee, shivered.
Her thoughts, released, sprang
back once more toward what she
had been fleeing. Was she, real
ly, a deserted wife? Was she the
unknown woman" whom, pre-
sumably, reporters and detectives
sought in the death OF Derek
Bliss? Ridiculous! And yet. grim
". Il was true. She was trem
bling with fatigue. The day had
been a long one, with a journey
BY train, by ferry, by yet another
train, but her physical sensations
were blotted out by an agony OF
mind which comprehended that
all her running away was or no
actual avail. One could not run
away from oneself!
The taxi jolted over the bumps,
This particular road was -un,
speakable and the driver glanced
back at her over his shoulder,
grinning a sort of apology. He was
a rough-looking fellow In
ragged coat. She did not remem'
Der having seen him at Wadine
Hollow before. All at once panic
seized her. What was she doing
in this expanse Of sea and sky
alone with this small. adorable
dependent child?
She directed the driver. 1t was
Just a few hundred yards beyond
she said. Yes, the little house
with the white gate. But as she
alighted and took out her purse
to pay him she saw no one. The
green door was shut and rambler
roses dropped over the gateway
whitening unplucked. 49,
Gypsy thought the taxi driver
looked at her oddly as he turned
away. With the key which Tom
had always kept in his tor
drawer she unlocked the door and
stepped inside. She heard the
chug-chug of the taxi with relief.
NELL, at least she was here
w After all her long. dispirit-
ing. desperate day, she was safe
within four walls. She put David
down on the big, fat, white pee
in the small room opening out
OF the sitting room and flung on
her hat.
"Was he hungry? Did he want