The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-01-12
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ANN HOILlSTER breaks fleR
 eneagou1ent tO TONY M1CKLE the AhEfIe tlny tltnf PETER KEN.
 DAHL tells VAEIERfA BEN.
 NETT, his nancee, that every. thing 6 over between tlaeEia. Ann
 thinks slie still loves Tony and
 Peter believes he still cares tor
 Valeria, hut when chance brings the two together and Peter asks Ann to marry him she agrees.
 They go to Florida and are
 happy there. Then Peter is re.
 called home. His family snubs
 Ann and VaIeria tries to make trouble between Ann and Peter. She snccccds finally and Ann
 goes away. leaving no trace of her whereabouts.
 Peter, desperately in love with
 her by tliis tirMo, grows lonciicr as the weeks pnss. His efforts to locate Ann arc fruitIess.
 She llas found work as gov. erness in tho home of MRS TRACY, an artist. ALLAN YIN.
 CENT, Mrs Tracy's brother. is
 attentive 10 Ann. One day she discovers that he is in love with her.
 CdAFI IEh AAAlA
 For a week Allan Vincent kept his promise. He spent most of his time in the, studio. He and Ann met only occasionally at meals. Oc- casionally she ran across him in the hall when he was coming or leaving the house.
 They had met this afternoon and Allan had greeted her in a friendly, casual way. five been busy as the deuce. Did you feel neglected?"
 Terribly. I've been busy too."
 I'm going over to the Brent house tonight. The owner and his with me?"
 ''1im sure those people won't want strangers around" Her tone was doubtful.
 They won't know you are there. No--I guess I'm wrong. They couldn't miss you"
 There was such eagerness in his eyes Ann hadn't the heart to refuse him.
 They drove out early after din- ner, but lights were in the house when they arrived.
 T had the electricity turned on,'t Allan explained, "because we have planned to do some of the work at night. The owner is impatient to have the job finished"
 They had driven close to the big gray roadster before Ann saw 1t. Suddenly her heart seemed to turn over and then be still. I was Peters car! No, it couldn't be. How foolish to think there would be only one big gray road ster in this huge city. There must be scores like 1t. There must be!
 Whose car is that?" she asked, her voice low and husky.
 Belongs to the chap who. owns the place"
 What Is his name?"
 Kendall. I didn't. tell you be- fore?"
 T don't think so,'' Ann said through stiff lips. And the girl?"
 The dizzy blond. Her name is Bennett"
 Allan stepped out and came around to open the door for Ann.
 She said in a low voice, i've changed my mind. I don't want to go ih,, Allan. I don't want to meet those people,"
 DVn Uc Siiy. LOu Cdh otdy OuL herA."
 Il want to. I'll be comfortable out here-more comfortable than people. Please go!"
 Allan stared at her, but her face was in the shadows, half turned from him.
 "All right. I'll try not to be gone long. '''
 He walked away.
 Ann put her face down in her hands, covering it with trembling fingers. It couldn't be true! But 1t was.
 The bookcases with books in warm bindings, the gay chintz hanBings, the antiques, all the lovely things she and Allan had planned for this home were for Valeria. The simple curtained win dows through which the garden coufI be glimpsed, the Aubusson rug for the living room, the beauti- ful old Venetian mirrors - all for Valeria.
 She had been helping Allan fur nisl a place for the woman who had taken her husbands love.
 No, that was being melodramatic. Accusing Peter of unfaithfulness. How could valeria steal something from Ann that she. had never had2
 Her head was throbbing terribly. Peter was there, walking through the rooms with Valefia. Perhaps Allan was telling them about the white chintz with the blue and flowers, about thesruffled white curtains at the windows.