The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-12-31
.vHAr mas HAPPENED SO FAR

eIlng young physician, Dh- SCOTT STANLEY. Before her marriage, she had broken with wealthy RONALD MOORE. Dana's half-sister, NANCY, is in love with Ronald but hides it be- hind an antagOnistic attitude.
 Both Mrs. Cameron and PAULA LONG, who has loved Scott for wears, hope the marriage will go on the rocks. N
 Paula, patient of ScOtt'S, is always calling him, and manag- ing to see him at parties. Dana has become aware of Paula'S in- fatuatiOn. Scott, deeply in love with his wife, is uncomfortable over the situation.
 One stormy night the crisis in Dana's domestic drama comes. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XXI
 Dana stood at the window look ing out at the rain-waShed street. Night was descending rapidly. It was nice; after being alone in the apartment all day, to have Scott home early.
 'When I was a child," she said, i've used to say on nights like this, "A night for witches and dark deeds.'."
 Tt probably is night for dark deeds" Scott told her, smiling, "even with the witches and goblins missing"
 ''Nothing can scare me now with your handsome self to protect me" Dana said. And, in the next breath, We have broiled steak and cauliflower with cheese - the way you like it. And if you don't say the biscuits are the best you ever ate in your life, I'll never forgive you. There's a prune pudding, too"
 When dinner was over Dana got out her sewing basket and sat, a picture of housewifely devotion, not far from Scott, reading one of his everlasting" medical journals.
 Some day when things were diff ferent, Dana unused there wouldn't be such big holes to darn. Prob- ably no alarming at all. Scot got such dreadful holes in the toes with so few wearings. When that wonderful some day arrived, he'd be wearing a better grade of socks and the holes wouldn't come so quickly.
 At iO:30 Scott voted it was bed- time, and Dana agreed. For a while after Scott was asleep she remained awake. In the darkness the lightning was revealed more terrifying, and Dana had a child like fear of storms. Finally her long lashes swept her cheeks and she dropped into sound slumber.
 It couldn't have been long before the telephone tangled. Almost in- stantly, it seemed, Dana was ans wering the summons, stumbling sleepily from bed.
 A woman's voice, a voice with a foreign infection, asked: 'Is pr. Stanley in?"
 eyes" Dana replied. She called, 'It's for you, Scott," and got back into bed.
 Then scott's voice, disturbed, uncertain, was saying hesitantly, aWell, of course, if it is necessary" After moment he added, "An right. Tell her I'll be right over"
 Dana waited. Scott was standing in the hall as though he was con- sidering something, trying to make up his mind.
 aDana," Scott said suddenly, rive got to go out" 'Tn all this storm?"
 "Yes. Try not to worry. I'll be back as soon as can"
 He was dressing quickly. Still he had volunteered no further in- formation about the call. If he'd only say something" Dana thought miserably. T can't bear for Scott to be secretive."
 A minute more and he had gone.
 Dana told herself, "I'm letting my imagination run away with me. I'm developing into horrid, suspi- cious wife. Not the kind of wife for a doctor to have. Every physician in the world goes out in all kinds of weather, at all hours, to see pa tients. Perhaps 1t never occurred to Scott that I'd be interested"
 But the unhappiness remained. There had been something just faintly familiar in the voice over the telephone. Some foreign quail ity. Surely, Dana had heard that voice before. Where?
 Suddenly the answer came. It was Charlotte - Paula's house. keeper.
 m the darkness Dana breathed quickly. She could feel the rush of blood to her face. She didn't want to believe it was Charlotte, yet she was almost certain about it.
 Dana went to the telephone and dialed Paula's number with fingers that shook slightly. A woman's voice, the same woman's voice, an- swered.
 Dana, controlling her voice with an effort, asked, Are you expect ing pr. Stanley?"
 There was 8 slight pause, as though the person at the other end of the connection was hesitating. Then came the reply, "Yes."
 Dana said, in tow tone. T wanted to tell you he's on his way"
 She hung up the receiver. put her face down in her hands. Sneak ing, spying on Scott. Yes. of course. But, greater than the hu- initiation and loss of self-respect, was the torturing question, What power has Paula over Scott that she can drag him from his bed on 6 night like this?"
 Dana was shivering. She pulled the cover closer around her, but the shaking continued. Her face was burning and her hands and feet felt like ice. (