The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-03-15
A Daily Story a 4-...- .7'-r
 Real Life

without batting an eyelash. Later he found that he could wfeld the magic wan again, by taking her to dinners, theaters, supper clubs. Each time he watched with eager
 ness the phenomenon of workda~ rags" turning into shimmering silks and a gray little office mouse emerging as a vision from fairy iand.
 Docilely, Madge went, wherever Kane willed her to. For the magic worked both ways after all. And there came a moment, when Madge
 had to face the fact of having fallen in. love with her chief, who was a
 married man and the father of two children. M
 His wasn' n'tg love-match by any means. Just one of those things | one hears about: a gay party,
 moonlight drive, smashup, 8 scar on pretty face, laments amount ing to demands, 8 stricken con- science: matrimony. Kane told her the story 8 bit reluctantly and they tacitly understood, that he spoke | only because it was imperative for
 both of them to understand each
 other. He didn't tell her, but it was common knowledge round the office, that Mrs Kane unanswered the marriage as means to an end. She was tremendously am- bilious, socially. Madge saw her occasionally: the scar had been re-
 moved long ago. She was beau tiful blonde, with cold, impatient eyes.
 It was all quite hopeless. Kane | was too decent to be selfish. Think ing mainly of his children he | placed his obligation before his happiness. To maintain his equi- librium of spirit and mainly, to | make it easier for Madge to for get, he remained in Chicago, as permanent head of that young but prodigiously growing branch office. Madge, back at her desk in New York, heard, vaguely, that Mrs Kane raised cain about settling a
 thousand miles from nowhere. | After that she closed her ears de- | libreately to all gossip, concerning
 the Kanes. She must try to forget. | But sitting at home and moping
 wasn't helping her to forget. Im- pulsively Madge went to her closet.
 rummaged. awhile and emerged
 with pretty blue frock, hidden
 these many months. It used to be
 Donald's favorite.
 She put it on carefully. She
 would dine at the Plaza. No, the
 St Regis roof would be nicer. She | did things to her hair, her face,
 her lips, till, 10 and behold, there
 she was again, young and lovely. Suddenly her courage left her.
 The plan of a gay dinner collapsed.
 One couldn't be gay alone.
 HER MAGIC
 SEEMED COMPLETE
 As she sat huddled in a big chair ! trying to recapture the mood of a while ago, the door bell rang. To
 Kane, as he beheld her, the magic | seemed complete. To find her look ing just as she did that last time in
 Chicago was miracle itself. She even wore the same dress she had on that evening. Only now he could take her in his arms, and did so, impetuously, for now he l was free or would be soon. His | wife had decided to seek a divorce rather than bury her social ambi- tions in the "hinterland"-as she
 called the Midwestern capital. He couldn't dissuade her, nor could her children hold her. NO, not With Roderick Lancaster, rich and con- genial in the offing.
 So Mrs Kane swept away to Paris and in another three months time the door of Paradise would open for Madge and Kane.
 
 Kitty Malloy, back from very exciting weekend, stopped at Miss Dc, 44R h,,k o
 lady very absorbed in something or other, went on to her desk.
 "Working her poor head off again." she muttered disconsolate-
 ly. That's all she ever does. l bet nothing ever happens to that
 one-nothing thrilling, that is.
 And nothing Is likely to happen
 either.
 THE END