The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1934-01-26
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GYPSY RELL and TOM
WEAVER are married the same
day as LILA HOTALING and
DEREK BLISS. Lila expects TO
live in luxury, while Gypsy In
tends to go on with her Job,
teaching In n settlement.
After returning from n honey
moon in Europe Lila asks the
Weavers to dinner. Among the
guests is wealth MARKO
BROUGHTON, who once asked
gypsy TO marry him. He showers
gypsy with attentions and Tom Is
jealous.
BrouGhton offers her n job on
Saturdays, catalOguinG his library
and Gypsy accepts without telling
Tom. Just rs she finishes the
doctor tells her she In going to
have a baby. Tom insists she
must give up her job Mt the set
Element. Gypsy IL happy keeping
house until Lila comes back from
n winter In Florida and asks her
to luncheon. Gypsy realizes her
clothes are shabby in comparison
with Lila's.
summer in the New York apart
ment Ii hard on Gypsy. Then a
friend who lives ON Long Island
loans the Weayers his home.
NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER Xxx
THEY had been established in
l. the little blue-roofed house for
TWO weeks now and life had taken
on a diffrent hue. Was it possible,
Gypsy thought, awakening in her
narrow green bed, looking out at
the interlocking branches of ap-
pie trees just beyond her window,
was it possible that IA days ago
she had been possessed by a very
madness Of despair and sickness?
The air Of this place renewed her.
She sang about her work now.
Everything was fun-marketing
in the little car, boiling fat lob
sters until they were scarlet,
steaming CLANS for Toms dinner,
stringing beans IN the deep-cush-
toned swing in the garden.
Yes, it was a new Gypsy who
moved about the bare, neat little
rooms. Sometimes in the evenings
it was cool enough to have a fire
lighted on the hearth and neigh
bors dropped in, friendly people
who lived down the road and
wanted to share their largesse of
flowers and advice with the new
corners.
Gypsy filled the vases with
flowers. She busted and sewed
and read, all with a full and happy
heart. Life was glorious and
complete.
One afternoon she was sitting
in the garden swing, Smelling peas
into a wooden bowl, happily plan
ming a dinner of chops and salad
and custard, when she heard the
purr of an expensive motor in the
drive. She looked up hastily to
see an extensively shod and stock
inged foot emerge from the tom
neau, and threw her apron over
the peas, hating herself for the
snobbish impulse that prompted
the gesture but unable to prevent
herself from doing it.
Presently the clack of high
heels sounded on the fiagstone
walk and Gypsy rose to greet her
visitor. Her eyes widened.
Lila, my dearI However did
you find me?"
Her caller was exquisite in
white-simple and perfectly made
frock OF dull crepe with little
Jacket, white hat atilt on her shin
ing golden waves.
81 rang up your apartment and
the operator told mes" Lila was
glancing about her with apprais-
ing eyes, taking it all in, the
pleasant, rather shabby garden,
with no pretension about it.
Gypsy cleared a space for her
on the swing, pushing books,
vegetables and bowl aside. But
now nice to see you," she said.
I've been wondering where you
were and what you were doing"
I lila was thin, petulant, rest
II less. Her eyes roved, her con-
Yersation was gay and morbid by
turns. Things were dull, she said.
Everybody had gone abroad.
There was absolutely nothing to