The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-06-09

but she wasn't going to thin to the past, and now, facing e But she felt too tired to face anything. lt had been silly to go shopping In San Francisco whom she would be In New York 50 soon, and yet, after getting her docrce on Friday shc had thought that . weekend In town would be pleas- ant, It had been only cRhausting, She lay back, closed hor eyes and tried to relax, but she still seemed to be hurrying, There was no need to hurry now, to make Gordon keep engnRemonts, moot people, get to places on tlmo, Sho was never going to hurry again. But tho wheels of the train caught up lthe words and hurried them--
 never asain, mover again. never again.
 shed never go to Rono again, anyway. She had hated the Idea, but when she and Gordon decided | to separate, it had seemed tho sim. plost thing to do. Decided to Bep- nrato! What a cool, romote way of describing their weeks and months of wrangiing, and tho final | break, Still, she could think of it
 now without bitterness. It hadn't been nnyone's fault, really; 1t was hopeless from tho start. Sho had clopod with Gordon Amos when she was 20 and ho 22. 4 year later his fathers business had gone Into bankruptcy, and Gordon, tobleSs and Lucia humiliNted, had gone to 1.-Two with her family. Tho rest was obvious--ono of tho many minor tragedies of youth, tho depression, and family interference. Hut thnt was over. Now sho was going back to New York--not, thank heaven, to tho family, but to m apartment of her own if hor father could manage it, as he prob. ably could. A new life stretched out, froo yot secure, and wonder. fully peaceful. But as she slid smoothly toward it, Lucia did not feel any of those things. She folt tired and purposeloss and all mixod up.
 SHE PUNCHED AND
 READ FOR A WHILE
 She lunehod, read for a whilo, thon, still r0stloss, sho went back 10 tho observation car. 4 man out. sldo held tho door open for her. "Thank you," sho murmurod-and almost foll oft tho platform. It was Gordon,
 Ills brown face stlffonod, thon relaxed in a Queor little smile. Hello, Lucia"
 She had stlffonod, too. She turned Instantly to go back, but the door, which had slammed, would notopcn. Sho tuggod ct It. then, without looking at him, she said, "plonso holp mo-"
 "Whyp It seems liko A sign that Glgarot with mo-"
 With your"
 He smiled. His faeo didn't look 30 thin whom ho smiled; the hol. lows in his ehookB filled in, but his gray oyos. were still sombor.
 You don't expect mo to stay hero with youl" sho repeated.
 "Oh, como, Lucia, you aren't as old fashioned as that'"
 Ills quissloai, challenging eye. brows madoy hor smile in spite of herself, "Woll, she said reluet. hntIyI buVpobo OuBHt w Uo nonehalant and light q eigarot, oi something"
 Tho clRarot was lighted in tho shelter of his coat, that grayish. gro0n twoed she knew 80 well, It's smell brought back a hundred memo morlos--of fights, she thought grimly.
 They sat down, He put his feet on tho rail and looked at hts shoes, while she glanced nt him sideways. At last she said. "WeilP"
 He mot hor oyes with an em. bnrrnssod smilo, "Thoro's 50 much to Ray'----~"
 "That It's potter to say nothing" she finished smoothly, "sxnetly, Hut would llke to romark that It's rnther taotloBs of you Co tako this train"
 "T didn't know you were on it, I flew out with Hank Merritt Q couple of weeks ago and--or--did som0 business on tho coast" He