The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-03-07

grocery and come out agaln, as thought she'd changed her mind about buying anything. | She reached the shelter or the store entrance and paused to LOOK at 6 sale day poster. Brian's black coupe sped past.
 | Well--that was that. Gale wait ed moment longer, then retraced her steps. The sky was dark now and she'd have the long walk in the rain. But that was better than accepting Brian's invitation. Sup pose Vicky Thatcher knew Brian had asked Gale to ride home! What would she have thought! And where was Vicky now? Probably waiting for him to come and take her some place Gale told herself. She pictured Vicky wearing a lovely frock, sit- ting before dressing table. The room--everything about Vicky- would be beautiful, just as she was beautiful. There would be flowers and faint, exotic perfume. A smart wrap laid out. Vicky would wear jewels-the ring Brian Westmore had given her
 A twisted sob escaped Gales | lips. Tt isn't fair" she whispered fiercely. b., lse s... No, 1t wasn't. It certainly wasn't fair to be so much in love with Brian Westmore when he was en- gagged to another girl.
 A single light burned in the Henderson home, in the kitchen. The evening meal had been finished more than two hours before. Tom Henderson sat at the table, book open before him. Mary Cassidy was bending over some sewing in her lap, and Gale stood near window.
 She said, Father, did Phil say anything to you about where he was going to-day?'
 "Yes. Said he was going to look for work"
 But did he say where, what kind of work"
 "No. Just said he was going over town and see if he could find something"
 Gale tapped against the window pane nervously. Mary said, in a soothing voice. II wouldn't worry. It itns late yet"
 "It's not that" Gale told her. Its because Phil didn't come home to super. Or to lunch. That's not like him."
 Hes all right" her father as- sured her.
 Gale did not ansyer. She crossed the room and sat down, picking up q newspaper. But few minutes later she dropped it. There was a sound outside the house. Gale got to her feet and hurried to the door. There was nothing there - only the wind blowing.
 Maybe Phil got job," Mary suggested after q time. Maybe he's working.
 He could have sent word, couldn't he? He might know we'd be worried"
 Now, Gale!" Her father arose, closing his book. You're letting yourself get upset over nothing. Phil can let himself In when he comes. There's no use sitting here any longer. It's time all of us were in bed"
 "Yes, suppose SO" Her father was right, no doubt. Phil must have met some friends and got to talking. Anyhow there was no use worrying about 1t. She had to be up early in the morning. Gale got to her feet. She asked, Did you wind the clock. Marry"
 "Yes'
 Her father said. Good night" and disappeared into the front of the house.
 Presently Gale, wearing her nightgrOwn, was in the kitchen .I. 1.,k = tinguish the light. suddenly chang the bedroom.
 Mary said. Why. Gale"
 'I can't stand it," Gale told her. She was getting into her clothes again. five got to know about Phil"
 But what are you going to do?" to find him."
 Mary asked. DO you want me to come with your"
 "No."
 Fifteen minutes later Gale was on the door of a house farter down the street. There was no answer. but a few moments later A light appeared! A voice called. "Who is it?"
 "It's me. Steve!' It's Gale"
 The lock turned instantly and Steve Meyers flung the door open. Gale" he cried, whats hap pened?"
 She told him as quickly as she could:
 Don't you worry another min- ute," Steve said. "I'il find Phil for you. Sure, will. Just as soon as I get some clothes on"
 Gales voico was grateful. She said, "Pm gLad-but hurry, Steve. have a feeiing-I've had tt all evening-that something dreadful has happened!"
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