The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-09-19
SYNOPSIS


 RUSS LUkD, handsome swim. ming instructor. and impulsively el0pcs with him.
 Almost immediately she realizes the marriage is . mis. take. Russ gets job in Miami and leaves, promising tO send for her. He does not write. Months pnss and then comes word that Russ has been killed in a motor bonf accident.
 Boots gets a job In a dcpart- nlent store. She Is lonely until she meets DENIS FENWAY, young author. He introduces her to some of his friends, including benutiful KAY CHILLINGFORD
 One Sunday he appears uncx- pcctedfy and takes Boots to visit cousins of his at Easthampton. , Boots Is received cordially and has . gorgeous time until Kay appears.
 CHAPTER XXXIII
 A cloud had fallen over the face of the sun for Boots. The day had been so perfect = her little oasis in a desert of dullness-and Kay had appeared to spoil it for her.
 But she remembered Boots, cer- tainly! It would be easier to hate her, thought the younger girl with fierce pang of resentment, if her manner were not so perfect a blend < of cordiality and patronage. It would be easier to hate her if she snubbed one openly. But this was not Kay's line" Indeed, as Boots observed her. she was hard put to 1t to decide what the others Tine" was. Denis. she noticed, was cool. almost sulky with Kay. And all at once suspicion. verified by further observation, flashed into Boots mind. Denis had known that Kay was week-ending at Easthampton. He had planned this whole thing He had deliberately used her as a reled something unimportant probably but still quarrel-ard Denis had brought Boots with him to show how little he cared
 Oh. hate him. I hate him, she cried in her heart, affronted.
 They were murmuring together now, side by side. in low-slung can vas chairs. Boots, through Leo's silly running fire of slangy batter, was actually conscious of Rays silky voice; of Denis, protesting, angry.
 "But, my dear, it's only until to- morrow morning." Kay said easily, in a silence. You can't mind that, surely. Yes, I know the man Is rotter but after all I'm his wife's guest. I couldn't resist the invita- tion :"
 Denis face was white. set. He wasn't responding properly to her < m ic h nf fS 6nrnnnt- ed monologue went on and Boots, the bright spray of her hair hid- ing her troubled face, half listen- ed
 "But YOU have your own small amusements," she heard Rays creamy voice say indolently. The little blond from the Village ."
 Fer heart thut.ied angrily against her ribs. Denis said some- thing. very low, for Rays ears alone. Oh, to get away, to get clear away from all this, this bright, careless, cruel crowd of people. thought, Boots fiercely. She felt the taste of salt on her lips and knew 1t to be the taste of tears. not of the sea. She had been so foolishly happy only few short hours ago. She had been wrong to come. They were all laughing at her for fool!
 Leo was marshalling his forces They must all go on to Tony's. the Dune House. he said. They would have lobster and crepes suzette. TOny's creres were swell.
 "How about it?" He was at Boots elbow, urging.
 "Oh, I've got to get back to town" she said. looking about her. "Do you suppose someone could run me to teh train?"
 is She had only few dollars in her purse Please God, make it be enough for the ticket. she prayed. Please!
 Denis tore himself from Rays side and the older girl watched X the little scene with amused. al- met l locking dark eyes. Boots must stay, Denis said, with con- ' triton in his voice. He would drive her back later.
 But she was firm. Honestly. hon. estly. she protested. she must get back. The air of the place now suffocated her. She longed only to be alone, to review the humiliation and the bitterness of the last hour in silence.
 So at last it was arranged. She dressed hurriedly in the cabana, 7 hearing the boom of the surf. the < light laughter and the clink of glasses outside. Denis. again in his gray fiannels. stood on the veranda of the Cranes pseudo Colonial house as she emerged. He'd drive her to the station himself he said. < He, wore again the aloof. almost cold look she had come to know. He seemed to be completely with drawn .s.
 Somehow Boots made her fare wells to the group. Kay waved slim. ringed hand at them. ,. eye fingered on Denis and she
 The slender, golden-haired girl < in the striped linen suit climbed into the rather battered roadster beside the young man in gray. Cas- ual passers-by might have observed that they were a very delightful looking couple. They had every fhing-youth. good looks. certain dash. Yet neither was very hap < py. Denis, lost in his own thoughts scarcely spoke during the drive. Boots stared vaguely at the baron- ial "cottages" they passed, scarce 1y seeing them. .,
 Sorry you feel you must go!" He came away from the ticket window, the green stub in his hand. He had insisted on buying her ticket back to the city. She felt he was ixamensely displeased with her. that he thought her childish and eapricious but she did not care. He had used her as a stalking hovse. she told herself passionately and proudly. She had thought bet ter Of him: she had believed. In her sublime idiocy. that he really
 s'Thank you for nice day" She said it with stiff lips and the words were wooden. They had no life or conviction in them.
 Denis gave her twisted smile He bought magazine for her. put n into her hand. All her life Boots remembered that day when- aver ehe eaw that familiar orange