The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-03-13

1 headlines on a tabloid story.
 "CLUBMAN DIES AFTER TEN-DAY FIGHT FOR LIFE; UNKNOWN WOMAN SOUGHT"
 Tom had bought the paper in a fever of excitement. Derek Bliss ! was dead. In characteristic tabloid fashion the story ran:
 "Derek Bliss, clubman and so- cialite, died at 2:25 a. m. to-day in Miss Blanks Nursing Home at | Madison avenue. Bliss who fell or l jumped from the parapet surround ing his eX-wife's penthouse on June 2S, was said to be Respondent over the divorce, granted in Reno last month. His wife, the socially prom | inent Lila Hotaling Bliss, is ru- 1 mored to be contemplating matri- mony with Martin Scannell (Marko) Broughton, Wall street king. Police are hunting for an unknown woman, said to have been with Bliss, said to be in seclusion with friends, is reported to have suffered a nervous breakdown as a ] result of the tragedy" l Tom ground his teeth. He wouldn't even stop to telephone the house in Jersey. He would rush over there and if Gypsy weren't to be found he would search until he did find her.
 The superintendent of $40 East came into the foyer. Was that MT Weaver I saw here few min- uaes ago?"
 The hallboy looked blank.
 ''Then you didn't give him the mail?"
 Didn't know there was none. You never tole me-" | The superintendent shrugged. It was no affair of his, after all. Those letters that had ben coming every day from Cleveland for Mrs Weaver might or might not be inn portant. He'd just have to wait and given them to her whenever she came. He was careful man so he locked the mail up in his desk and told the hallboy to inform inquir- ing tenants that he'd be back about three. He had to go down to the bank.
 | Thus 1t was that when Gypsy came and looked in her mail box and peered under the door there was no message. She was fright ened. Tom had really deserted her then! She had been thoroughly alarmed by the newspaper account of Derek's death. There was noth- I ing to be ashamed of - nothing but if she went to the police and told her story, her name and Hunts would be blazoned in all the | papers.
 The hallboy was at the switch board when she came in. He was a l Sh n Ii1p'f hin, She went up to the apartment with David in her arms. David whim- pered a little; he was tired after the trip. Gypsy gave, him some zwieback and heated the milk she had brought. Presently he fell asleep and she tried to plan. What was she to do? She wouldn't go back to her fathers house that was certain. A beetle-browed young man who looked like a reporter had been paying off a taxi just as shed rushed away.
 Well, there was one thing she could do-one place she could go, taking David with her! The thought frightened her but she beat it down. When he woke she picked him up and changed hirI and held him close. They were g0- ing away and maybe they wouldn't come back.
 Tom rushed up the steps of the shabby mansarded and gabled house. Beatrice said afterward he looked like wild man.
 "Where's Gypsy"
 "I don't know"
 "Why don't you know? Whats happened?"
 Beatrice untangled her long legs from the arm of the wicker chair over which they had been draped, ran her fingers through tawny bob and demanded, What's wrong with you? You act half cooked"
 "Never mind about me. Has she been here?"
 "Of course, she has. All the time since Mother and Daddy went away. Didn't you know?" live been away "Well, she barged off this morn ing with the baby. I don't know what it's all about. Tell me the mystery"
 ''she didn't say where she was : going?"
 } "No. She's been funny the las leW udyo, II yOu doh liC' Dlu yol ) two have a fight?" : Tom wanted to shake her , How did she go? Take the carp , "No, she called a taxi. Clyti' ) said she told the man to go tC the station."
 Tom groaned. Come back, come back" Bea trice called. Keep your hair on We're just about to have lunch r Besides there's a man been hang , ing around all day, wanting tt , see Gypsy"
 The bettle-browed youth cam' up the steps. Tom glared at him brushed by.
 "No time now" he grated. H. ran for his car. He almost knock