The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1935-08-15
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me, Jo."
They were both silent a mo-
ment. Then Tubby added slowly,
"Be sure to drop me a line once
in while, 10. And I'll do the
same,
10 managed a laugh. Don't be
so serious about 1t, Tubby. After
all, Hollywood isn't in Russia.
You've had such a grand time
looking out for me - that's the
real reason you don't want to see
me CO."
IT guess you're right, at that"
grinned Tubby. She walked
quickly to Jo, kissed her on the
cheek. "Well SO long, Jo,"
80 long. Tubby, and good
luck"
With eyes that were filming
suspiciously, 10 saw Tubby hurry
toward the door, and into the
hall. Then the door was closed
and Tubby was gone and 10
Darien had never felt quite so
alone in all her life. She realized
now that she had depended much
on Tubby Davis. 1t had been nice
to have Tubby worrying and fret
ting and helping to fight battles.
But now that was all over
just then she needed Tubby most
of all.
Steeling herself, 10 turned to
the window, gazed out across the
green lawn.
"I don't need anyone but my
self" she whispered slowly. mot
anyone"
Two hours later 10 sat at the
little desk, the tip of PEN
holder between her strong. even
teeth. Behind her on the bed
were her bags, packed and locked.
But they were not as bullying as
they had been when she arrived
at Crest Lake, for in the closet
hung all the clothes she had
bought at Lytsen's.
Bending her head over the note
paper, she finished the short note
she planned to leave for Douglas
Marsh, thanking him again for
his fairness, and explaining that
she was leaving 1.-The wardrobe of
the official hostess" in the closet.
Already on the desk lay a
sealed envelope addressed to
Peter Fragonet. 1t had been hard
to write that note, but 10 felt
it would be safer to write than
to try to explain. And she had
thought it all out in those two
hours since Tubby had gone.
There was, she had decided, no
reason why she shouldn't go to
Hollywood. She had never seen
the place and had always wanted
to see it. And now that her father
had a job there was no reason
why she shouldn't spend a little
of the money she had earned at
Crest Lake. She felt less doubt
ful this time about getting a job,
for now she had that intangible
necessity called experience" and
IL necessary she could obtain a
letter from Douglas Marshall
though she hoped not to need to
ask for that.
Yes, 10 had decided, she would
really go to Hollywood. But she
wouldn't go with Fragonet. To
accompany him to the cinema city
would only encourage him fur
ther, and 10 was afraid Of that
somehow.
She had just completed her
note to Marsh and sealed 1t when
knock sounded at her door.
Her first thought was that it was
Tubby again. with some last bit
of advice. Smiling in anticipation
of this, 10 flung the door wide.
But instead of the short rotund
figure of Tubby Davis she was
confronted with the tall, dark
Peter Fragonet. Without waiting
for her to speak he walked into
the room and closed the door be-
hind him.
"Well" he said. smiling down
at her. Are you coming with
me?"
Panic struck 10, and she
blurted out, mo I'm - I'm
returning to town with Tubby."
Fragonet raised his eyebrows.
That's odd. I'm sure I saw
her leaving the Inn to catch the
1880 train" He took JOS hands
quickly. Look here, 10, why
should you be afraid of man
who's so much in love with you
that he'd jump at your least
word?
you you took me SO COM
trying to meet his eyes.
II meant to-" Fragonet laughed