The Waterbury Democrat., 1934-02-22
SYNOPSIS

WEAVER are married on the same day as LILA HOTALTN(s and DEREK BLISS, but Lila ex- pecta to live in luxury while Gypsy keeps her job teaching i'm settlement school.
 Gypsy has to struggle to keen expenses within Toms income.
 Another problem is Toms
 jealousy of wealthy MARKO BROUGHTON, a former admirer
 of 0ypsy's whom they meet at the Blfsses' home.
 When Gwpsy learns she is to have q baby she gives up her job. The baby is born in Septem-
 Der and is christened DAVID,
 Derek Bliss wearies of the social wI1irl in which he and Lila i've. This annoys Lila and she encourages MarkO BrOughton's attentions.
 Tom spends more and more evenings away from home. A friend tells Gypsy about seeing him at lunch with pretty girl. Gypsy suspects it must have been VERA GRAY, She tries to
 banish her suspicious but can. not.
 AnO NOuAcSSeS IO OyDSy that she intends to divorce Derek and
 marry Marko. She persuades Gypsy to telephone Marko and give hlm a message. Tom over- hears the call and misunder- stands.
 CHAPTER XXVIII
 Gan we talk somewhere, away from everybody" Gypsy asked Tom. He looked oddly grim.
 'Pd like that
 They drove away in the little car in the bright sunshine.
 Now, dear,' she began when Tom had parked in a small hol- low sheltered from the wind, q want to know what this Vera Gray business is all about"
 T don't know what you mean"
 Her tone was polite, was infi- 11itely weary. T think you do. She's been in town. You've been seeing her, haven't your"
 "Oh, as to that!" Gypsy felt a spasm of anger. Tom was in one of his stubborn moods.
 If you'd only try to under- stand," she said with patience, "that I'm trying to clear this whole thing up. I've just been sick over it. I want you to tell me, Tom, how important it is. Then if 1t it means lots to you, if you want toto finish things on account of her, why, ] say all right. I'll say, .goodby, my dear, and I'm sorry and all that but ! don't want to go on fussing and fuming, It's not decent; it's not right"
 He had listened to her in com handsome face moving.
 1T don't know what this is all about" Tom said in the pause. "Just because I see one of my old friends occasionally why all the fuss? You do the same"
 "I?'' She lifted her eyes. "Why, I have. the same old round, day in 9nd day out. The baby-the apartment. What are you talking about?'
 "I'm talking" said Tom cold ly, "about Marko Broughton."
 "Ah!" Gypsy caught her under lip in her teeth, staring refiec- lively at the interlacing branches over her head. This is absurd, she reminded herself; all of it is quite mad.
 Aloud she said, "what about Marko now?"
 Doesn't he" Tom wanted to know, "send you fiowers?" He reproduced her voice, "[rhe flow CTS were wonderful .''
 Gypsy said, "Ah."e again in a lower scale.
 What does that mean?''
 She shook her head, almost angrily. T can't-I can't tell you that" she said.
 "There, you see! Sauce for the goose" said Tom.
 "Oh, darling, it isn't that. Really ." But she was cor nered. She could not go on with out betraying Lila.
 Tom lighted cigaret. smoked it with swift, angry puffs, and crushed it out.
 "Vera's darned smart girl" he said after a moment. "She's working in the office with me. I don't know why she shouldn't"
 Her heart contracted. Mot any reason, I suppose"
 There was a long pause. Then Gypsy said. with forced calm, Do you like her so awfully well, Tom? Does she mean such a lot ?"
 His laugh was edged with sar- casm. "She's bright, I tell you. We're doing the same sort of work. That's all there is to it. that. You've hated her from the r. tv,- D
 "Yes,, was wrong, I was wrong at the start, Gypsy cried in- wardly; oh, if we wre always wise!
 "But if you have your friends, your admirers" Tom proceeded with hateful smothness, ''I fail to see why should be under sus- picion just because I take a girl to lunch occasionally"
 He meant to-day to tell Gypsy that Vera was rather nuisance, to laugh at her about the whole foolish business. We'll, if Gypsy wouldn't or couldn't explain about that telephone call he would stand his ground - wouldn't give an inch.
 Above all things, at this mo- ment, Tom wanted to take the small bundle of fragrance and warmth that was his wife into his arms. He wanted to kiss away the troubled look in her eyes. But pride stubborness = wounded vanity = what you will, forbade him. There might be some explanation of her words to Marko which would satisfy him. He knew that and, to him. self, admitted it. But what was it? Why couldn't she speak up and clear the whole wretched mystery? For his pqart he would sws. xnrI.A