The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-12-02

dancer LOOK up neE BlOVeS. Weu... IIIl be oil. I'm at the Marlborough | if you want me-" She started toward the door, turned suddenly. T almost forgot. You were great tonight, Julia"
 And I almost forgot to thank you" Julia told her. "After all, if it hadn't been for you, I'd nveer have got started"
 Cintra smiled. T didn't think you'd stay with Tony Latta very long - but I knew the experience would be good for you. By.
 "Goodby ."
 Julia walked to the window, waited until she could see Cintra on the sidewalk below. Her heart went out to this slim girl who. after no one knew what hard ex- periences, had found the man she loved, only to lose him where? But, being no more than mor- tai, Julia,s thoughts turned finally to her own predicament. Did she dare continue as the star of Smith Garlandis White Club? And if she did, could she continue her close friendship with Tom Payson? "It won't work" she told herself bit- terly. Tt has to be one or the other. Why Toms the one who made this apartment pos- sible!"
 Slowly and carefully she evolved her plan. She would stay with the White Club, but only on an under standing with Tom Payson. He must agree not to ask her com- pany for a year. And she would allow Garland to trim down her salary to something in keeping with the fact that he was in debt to Pyason. She and Amy would move back to their old abode.
 Her thoughts were interrupted by the excited entrance of her roommate. Amy literally leaped at Julia. T was never so thrilled in my life! Julia. I'm-I don't know what I am! But when you came out there and they were all so quiet, and you made them like you, just wanted to cry" Julia smiled. Would it make you cry if I told you we were going to mover"
 Tt would not. I've always felt uncomfortable in this place. But why do you want to move, Julia?"
 Its just just so I'll be Julia Craig instead of Nadine White" said Julia slowly. "I'll tell you about it tomorrow, maybe. Right now I've got to sleep"
 Amy patted her shoulder. You don't have to tell me, Julia. I understand"
 JuliaS bedtime resolve had been to sleep far into the next day-but ! the sun was still yelled behind the morning haze when she was awak- ened by a cry from Amy. Startled, she leaped f.om her bed and hur- ried into the other room. Amy, fully dressed for work, held the morning newspaper in trembling hands. As Julia entered the room, Amy look ed up helplessly, her lips pale. With out word she handed the open newspaper to Julia.
 There in the blazing headlines Julia saw what she had feared for days, for weeks. There in the headlines she saw what had been in Cintra Lees eyes last night. ROYAL NESBITT FOUND DEAD Body of Wealthy Clubman Dis- covered at Agate Beach; Evi- dences of Foul Play, | E51 Coroner Asserts
 That was all she needed to know in order to realize, at last, that her own fears had ben justi- fled. This was the terrible fact she had been trying for weeks to relegate into an imagined dream. But here 1t was relentlessly. With the paper in her shaking fingers she dropped to the daven- port and stumbled slowly through the story below the headlines.
 Two small boys. playing on Agate Beach, had found the body of Nesbitt washed up on the sands. There was gunshot wound in the right shoulder, and the skull had been crushed as though from some blunt weapon. Police" the newspaper story said, "are Investigating the report that Nesbitt was last seen when pre- iparing for a cruise on 8 private Iyacht."
 As best she could, Julia com- forted Amy and telephoned the gown shop to tell them that Miss Sanders would be unable to come down that day. She had hardly replaced the instrument when it buzzed beneath her trembling hand. Cintra Le was on the wire, asking if Julia had seen the paper.
 I've just read it," Julia said. What should we do, Cintra?