The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-06-20
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 On her wedding day MARCIA CUNNINGHAM Overhears her fiance, BOB HASKELL, telling one of the bridesmaids, that he loves her but can't afford to mar- xy her.
 Marcia lets them know she has overheard the conversation, then rnsIles away. She asks her friend, WENDA ANDREWS, to break the news to Marcla's parents that the wedding is of.
 The tickets for the honeymoon trip to France are in Marcia's purse. ImpuIslvely, she decides to sail alone. A young man who is . stranger helps her get on the ship just before the gangpIank is raised.
 Next day she meets him again. He is PHILLIP KIRKBY, an en- gineer recently returned from South America. The last night of the voyage they are together on the deck when . radiOgram comes for Phil.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER III
 Phil said gaily, Camilla sends ller love and says she will meet me zt Cherbourg in the morning. That, from Camilla, is something special He put away the radiogram that he had just received.
 But he went on talking about the Paimpas.
 T hope you marry Camilla fin Paris and invite me to the wed- ding" Marcia said. T have a whole trousseau. After all. ought to go to one wedding"
 "You could have," Phil remind ed her evenly.
 "The terms weren't right. His heart had compartments, and l wanted a lease to all of it." In- stantly she was sorry for her con- fession. She did not want to dis cuss Bob with anyone = Bob who might have grown to love her in time-Bob who had asked her tc be his wife instead of the half dozen other girls. Then she re- 1nembered that she probably had more money than the other girlsl
 Phil was saying things about the bachelors quarters in the mountains and the shacks where the engineers who had wives with them lived-how much gayer and happier they were. She could see the tall boy at her side, stridine up a hill at night, looking a little hungrily at the shacks that were homes.
 Now with Bob -- Bob hadn't wanted Q home. Just Q house fol parties. A house located some place where 1t was accessible to peo- pie. "Eow will anyone ever find us?' he had asked when she had first shown him the long, low clapboard house in Connecticut. Honey, just because we are being married doesn't mean that we are going into seclu- sion."
 She had said nothing then about the intimacy of winter nights when the wood fires burned and the snow fell softly or madly-which did il matter?-on the glass windows that made half the great living room She had not reminded him of thu sweetness of the smell of honey. suckle and new roses in the spring the mystery that f1reflies carried fl their yellow lamps across the field in June and July and August. Som' day, she had been sure, Bob woult love the peace of the country, too He had never known 1t, that wal all. Now, watching Phil, Marcit knew that he was her kind of per. son. Her kind of person, but sht loved Bobl Loved him 50 that thu mere thought of his name was tiny, poignant stab in her heart.
 "fIow about Q house on Lonl Island, if we must have foul walls of our own and 8 plot O grass, my pet?" Bob had asked "Say, at Ayosset. Then we'll b. close to the club and polo ans golf and dances. We can conn into town for the winter"
 In the end, they had compro missed on the house in Connecti cut and the apartment in town 1o the winter.
 When she parted from Phil Marcia held out her hand. T hop you marry your girl and I hop see you both in Paris. I'm get tink off at Southampton, but II be at the Continentale in Q weel or two"
 "Camilla's there now and Tn checking in. too." he said. "I'll b seeing you!"
 She did not see him in tn