The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-02-09
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DEREK BLISS. TAIa expects to
 live in luxury. while GSp<y in-
 tends t0 20 on with her job,
 teaching ln q settlement.
 After returning ftUni q honey
 moon in Europe ljla asks the
 Viewers to dinner. Among tlBc
 guests is we5lllhy MARKO
 BROUGHTON. who once asked
 Gypsy tO marry blsn. He showers
 Gypsy with attentions md Tom k
 jealous.
 Shopping for Christmas, Gypsy
 meets BrOughton who offers IItr q job cntalOguing his library. She accepts, but does not tell Tom. The day she is fO finish the work Gypsy tx too ID tO leave hOIn,.. Tom Overhcars her telephone conversation with Broughton and Is furious.
 The doctor orders Gypsy to bed with flu and tells her she Is going to have baby.
 CHAPTER XVII
 You must give up your job 1t once, of course" Tom had said ment was over and they had come bO d Iull EedEIdtIOh VI what thD news meant.
 Gypsy was going to have baby! Well, it was wonderful, of course, and they were glad---were proud and happy--but they had 10 plan for the future. They had to save, to look ahead. This baby must have everything he needed.
 Gypsy was recovering from her attack of influenza now. She had teen home definitely for two weeks, and was sitting. little pale and shaky, but conyalescent, in the big chair Great Aunt Morell had sent over from Morristown as soon as fshe had heard the news. Great Aunt Morell hadn't given them q wedding present but when Gypsy s mother had told her about the coming child she had been moved to send them this big. rich and rather unwieidly affair upholstered in green damask. It made all the other furniture in the living room look pale and colorless. Gypsy snuggled. into 1t. wrapped in her rosy robe, and listened to Tom.
 "First of all, don't want you traveling on subways," Tom said, oracularly. You might faint or something :"
 Gypsy protested faintly. It was such easy work, she said, and they needed the money. They ought to be saving heaps, right now, to pay for Master Baby's arrival.
 Tom said, very well, they'd do that. He'd cut down on cigarets. He'd eat lunch at one of those one- armed places. They were fine everybody said so. He took out his pencil and began to figure. So much topped off here, so much there ...
 "If let iDnah go," said the girl in the green chair, speculatively, land did my own cooking, we'd probably save heaps. She throws out food, you know. And she's care less about light and gas and all that sort of thing"
 "You must have Dinah." Tom looked up quickly. You won't be able to do all that -.
 Qypsy interrupted him with a peal of laughter. Tommy, what do you think people used to do when they had babies? The pioneer women, I mean? Why, they baked and brewed and scrubbed, just as usual. They didn't have dumb wait CTS and gas stoves and vacuum cleaners and frozen foods .. They made clothes for the rest of the family and boiled patches of soap and wove rugs in their spare time :" She stopped, quite out of breath.
 "I know" Tom said, quite un- impressed by her arguments. "But you've got to be taken care of." He was frightened. The doctor had said Gypsy needed rest--and care. Well, she was going to have it, if it meant doing without shoes.
 "I'll keep Dinah for few weeks, until I am perfectly strong" Gypsy told him. "Then I'll let her go. You'll see what splendid house. wife l can be-" Her eyes shone at the thought of 1t. Already that wobbly feeling in the morning was leaving her. She decided not to argue with Tom about Dinah--to let things go along as they were for while and then, in a few weeks, quietly to dismiss her. Dinah was, at best, a slovenly handmaiden. She brush ed the middle of the room and let the corners go.
 So 1t was arranged that Gypsy 's resignation to the settlement house was shortly rendered, and accepted with the proper regrets. Both Helen Marr and Blanche Jordan came to see her, bringing flowers. being properly enthusiastic and womanly and interested.
 "So you're going to have a baby!" Helen Marr sighed. She didn't really envy Gypsys state She liked her freedom, her little and the things she could do with her moderate salary. Still-well there was something in this moth- erhood business, she said to her self. Maybe she was missing some thing.
 "And when is it to be?" Blanche Jordan snubbed her cigaret out in the pewter ash tray
 "Oh, not for ages. Not until late in September" Gypsy smiled al them both, pouring tea out of heI pretty china pot. She was going tt miss them both, she told them, ant the work, too,
 As the weeks passed she came tc draw on her reserves of strength and courage. True, she did have moments of weakness and terror when she wept in Toms arms, de cIaring she was afraid of dying women did die having babies, now adays, in spite of modern science but usually she felt brave ant