The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-02-20
SYNOPSIS

GYPSY MORELL and Tom WEAVER are married on the same day as LILA HOTALING and DEREK BLISS, but Lila ex- pects to live in luxury while Gypsy keeps her job teaching in Q settlement school.
 Gypsy has to struggle to keep expenses within Toms income. Another problem is Toms jealousy of wealthy MARKO RROUGHTON, a former admirer of Gypsy's, whom they meet at the BlisseS' home.
 When Gypsy learns she is to have a baby she gives up her job. The baby is born in September and is christened DAVID.
 Derek Bliss, weary of the so. cial Whirl in which he and Lila live, bcgs or from a party one night and Lila goes with MarkO. MarkO tells her he is mad about her.
 On a morning following lonely evening at home Gypsy finds wOman's handkerchief in Toms coat pocket.
 CHAPTER XXvI
 Her heart plunged sickeningly there was the taste of salt water in her mouth. Her first sensation was of moral sickness, not anger, The thought that Tom would de- liberately deceive her rocked her world. Blindly she went on with her tasks. The day had cleared, was cold, bracing, blue. Blindly she dressed the baby in his warm suit Of wOolieS, got herself ready for the street.
 In the market she stood aside trying to remember what she had come for. David's luncheon; there must be fresh spinach for it. The thought of food made her definitely ill but she conquered that. As in a dream she bought bread, carrots, potatoes, sugar. Elsa would wonder if She did not buy supplies for dinner. But how did one eat chop ped steak when one's heart was breaking?
 In the street she saw no one she knew. It was dismal block she had to traverse, between their apartment building and the wide cobblestoned highway where most of the shops were. An elevated train crashed by. Chaff blew in the SulLCE. GNcIyOhS lOOhcu COlO, UT AShi purposeful. She thought she must be the only woman so miserable in all New York that day. A young dark-eyed woman in an unfashion- able cloth coat, pushing rosy baby in big blue carriage. What was she to do now?
 Her first impulse was to fly back to the safe shelter of Blue Hills to cry her heart out in that famil- far and beloved setting. But pride held her back. No one should know how she had been hurt. She would work her trouble out alone.
 Maybe it all meant nothing, her eager thoughts cried out. Maybe the handkerchief was trifle Tom had picked up in the street . at the office. But she knew it was not true. No, this evidence ex- plalned Toms frequent absences from home lately, his silence, his abstraction. Fool she had been not to zee before!
 Was it that pretty girl in the office? Was 1t someone he had met before his marriage? Who . who could it be? Not that it mat tered. The fact remained that he had lied to her about last night We'll then, he had probably lied about other things, too.
 She fed the baby, tucked him away for his nap. Elsa came.
 Il fix you some lunch, now huh?"
 ''Just some tea and toast"
 "You don't feel so good, huh ?' Elta's wide, pink, humorless face took on an expression of concern
 Hv--T n hnodo nhn 't IT. always easy to say that. You never told anyone you had pain, in your heart. 2
 TOm was late that night, even as he had said, and Gypsy ate a solitary dinner with a book prop ped up before her, not even seeing the pages but thinking her own thoughts. Elsa washed up, moving stolidly about. Early darkness closed in and lights flashed on all over the city.
 "You feel sick, Mrs Weaver?"
 "No-Im all right. Just a little tired"
 ."The mister, he got to work makes it kinda lonesome for you" Gypsy said steadily, Yes, it does, But he'll be home soon. Nine or 10. expect. Goodnight, Elsa"
 The apartment was very lonely with Elsa gone and David asleep. There could be years of this sort of thing, Gypsy thought, with a clutch of pain at her heart. Years and years and years of days filled with dull tasks and lonely even- ings.
 When Tom came in at 9:30. she was playing patience. She had on her old brown velveteen with it's broad lace collar. She was pale but her eyes were feverish and she had painted her small mouth with bright, raspberry colored salve.
 "-'Lo, dear. Sorry couldn't get away"
 She read guilt in every line of him. She lifted cool cheek for his kiss.
 "what's the matter? Anything go wrong?"
 "N-no. Everything's fine"
 He tried to take her in his arms. but she evaded him.
 Boy all right?"
 She tried to make her voice sound natural, to put all her usual enthusiasm into her tone. "He's splendid" She might tell him how R