The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-10-23
BY DEyoURNETTE COOK

Cynthia's heart beat swiftly. For days she had been haunting the lunchroom. She was not accus- toned to going to such expensive | places, that is, not since shed been Roberts wife. At last 1 The person she sought, Helen Hunt, sat costly in Q secluded nook, Q blonde who would have been resplendent had not her loveliness been SO fragile. Cynthia sighed with relief. One disagreeable task finishedl ! As she reached the table the girl half rose, but Cynthia smiled reas- suringly. Don't go, please" she murmured, her eyes half-humorous, half-pleading. T came over because I wanted to talk to you"
 A momentary annoyance in her violet eyes, the girl bowed slightly.
 Robert is out of town" Cynthia began when she had given her order. "But, of course, you know that"
 The other nodded guardedly.
 T have agreed to give him a die vorce." Cynthia, elbows on table, leaned forward with 8 suggestion of ease she was far from feeling. He has made it plain - just how he feels about you. I see no reason whoy we shouldn't continue friends. After all, we are the com- mon parents of three children" The girls heavy lashes momen- tarily swept her cheeks. Was 1t to conceal some revelation in the yio- let eyes. Cynthia laid her lovely hands palms down and proceeded: Naturally there are pecks of things to be arranged. To begin with, I am asking no settlement and taking no alirnony."
 "No alimony?" The other almost purred. Sweet of you" Cynthia waved that aside. T couldn't - you understand - take money from a man who had-well, sort of discarded me-"
 The girl stirred uneasily: a faint smile flicked across her hard mouth. Mot 50 bad as that" she murmured. Sweet of you, anyway, and some sacrifice, I imagine. '
 That sacrifice" returned Gym thia leaning forward confidently. "is nothing. Nothing to the other sacrifice I am making"
 "You mean-Robert?"
 "Robert?" Cynthia was pensive. 'The struggle about Robert came \ months ago, when"
 An understanding if complacent nod from the blonde head and Cyn- thia elucidated: "The struggle to which I referred is giving up the children.
 T shouldn't think that would be ' necessary" The girl spoke remotely ,-as if the suggestion of children bored her. Cynthia spread her hands. "But ! 1t is Robert and his childrenl love them, heaven knows, but" Her expressive hands spoke for her "Take Roberts children from him and you take his life - his source of action. It would ruin his career
 That" she hurried on, "is what I wanted to talk to you about. have a little income from my father and can live at Cannes nicely. Usec to that life-lived there all my girl hood. True, 1t will mean economy but alone I can manage" At g thought Cynthia flashed one of her quick smiles.
 Since becoming Roberts wife you've no idea what and adept at managing I've got to be. Yes, I can do that part nicely-but you know how mothers are," she smiled with a desprecatory smile as if the joke wer on mothers.
 There are a good many things
 I would like you to know, indeed, which you have a right to know; things which only I can tell you. Donald's propensity for croup, for instance. At such times his father takes wonderful care of him. But it's terrible to get Robert reused and busy and I must say that when he has 8 bothersome case at the office 1t makes him frightfully cross to have his rest broken, poor dear.