The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-07-30

J .y Choosy among the boys, so that Curtis had the big thrill of know ing when she began to let him take her around, that it really meant something and that he up of records she had played for somebody else before.
 He was crazy about her, and she was that way about him: and they were serious about wanting to be sure they were right before they
 went ahead in this business of joining up for keeps.
 They hadn't discussed this in so many words. It hadn't been nec- essary. There was an almost un- canny understanding of each other that made Curtis know how those things looked to Theodore, and made her know how they looked to him. Perhaps it was the lAn- calculable margin of error that let in the unhappiness that night of the studio party.
 And let in the blonde. For there she was, waiting to vamp some- body; and Curtis walked right into her.
 oltC ootdg oOoPs III d warning squeak when Curtis, turn ing to hand Theodore a cocktail from the tray that was coming around, bumped her a little-for the simple reason that she had swung suddenly into position to get that very bump. And then, us Curtis was apologizing and never noticing it was Theodora that had got sp.ashed, not the blonde, Theo- dora saw him suddenly grin down into that pert little mug, as if something had lighted a spark be- tween them.
 Theodora saw 1t and didn't like it, so she let an "I"-spattering, though elegant and important pest sit beside her and talk to her all the rest of the evening. When oc- casionally Curtis and the blonde drifted near enough, Theodora let her feelings throw out little ultra disgust rays and acted as if she didn't care in the least whether anybody played with her or not. CURTIS GOT THIS
 ALL RIGHT.
 Curtis got all this, all right. But he didn't send her any rays back because the blonde kept him too busy. They were hilarious and ri- diculous, and it was obvious to everybody but Theodora that none of it meant anything.
 It wasn't obvious to her, and when she heard Curtis say in q "hooray for you" tone, II bet you d sit in the blea chers on the Fourth of July, wouldn't you,' she knew T ,r, ho passion of Curtis that she had never been able to see at all. Not that she had anything against Fball games. Only she had never gone to them and she had made a fatal error the first time Curtis suggested that she go along with him on Saturday afternoon. Somehow, the overheard men, ton of that lawbrow sport finished the evening for Theodora. She was of course just ready to have any little thing assume a fantastic meaning and importance. She went over to Curtis and the blonde and said, in a tone of maddening con- descension, will you forgive me for breaking in? believe I'm go- ing to let MT Murtchison take me home, Curtis, if you don't really mind-I ought to go now, and you mustn't let me break off your eve ming" And without waiting to let him reply, she beat it.
 The next day was Saturday, and very poor one indeed for Theo- dora. To begin With, the paper boy was new and he left the wrong paper at Theodora's door-added insult to injury by leaving a tab Ibid. She snatched it in angrily, intending to throw it in the waste basket. But picture on the front page caught her eye. She began turning the pages. It was Curtis favorite, and one of the things about which she had once acted a
 little superior. But to-day she felt so darned lonesome and hurt and misunderstood that over her coffee