The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-11-06

the paddock. think you may
find one beneath some Of the old
apple trees"
Gail smiled. It would be nice
to get away from the enthusiastic
gardeners who were holding grave
discussions about the family pedi-
grees Of the trusting little flowers,
looking UP so bravely with their
colorful faces.
Bluebirds were darling about
the old trees whose blossoms had
already given place TO miniature
editions Of the fine fruit they
would bear later on. Gorgeous
butterflies flew toward the garden
and now and then there came the
sharp Tap, tap Of woodpecker,
carrying on his crusade for the
determination Of grubs. How
peaceful 1t wasl Too peaceful
even TO disturb ones self solving
problems. Thine will take care OF
them" Gail told herself, reaching
for q gorgeous red clover blossom.
80 you've enjoyed the after
, noon? I'm so glad" declared Mrs.
Morton later, adding O lump Of
sugar to her tea.
"Oh, It's been beautiful, but I've
been terribly lazy. I thought
when I came out here I'd have
peace to think out some OF my
problems, but I'm no nearer to
any conclusions"
Have you so many problems
them"
quite q few" Gall told about
her changed financial circum-
stances and the end OF her career
at Madame Lizette's.
what about Derek Hargravesp
When are you going to marry himP"
Gail was silent. After all, II was
q very personal question.
"Then you haven't seen him YETI"
Mrs. Morton continued. II think
that Is O mistake. That young men
loves you, but remember less
scrupulous woman than you can
usually turn a mans heart where
she wants 1t - no matter how fine
or strong he Is, perhaps because he
Is so gallant. Besides, II q man feels
that the woman he loves Is neglect
Ing him he has an excuse for stray
ing"
"But, Mrs. Morton -" Gail be-
gan.
"Oh, II you've changed your
mind about him, II there's some
one else, that's different. I know
Dick Searles has thought the
world Of you since the day he met
you, but Dick Is not the man Tor
you. His interests are not yours
Business would bore you. TOO
much polo would make you feel
like leaving home. There think
that over; but remember that,
whatever you do, I want you 10
be happy yes, to have q happy
life with the man you love" With
kindly smile Mrs Morton rose
briskly from the table.
AS Gail watched her 90 she
could not know that Mrs. Morton
had known heartbreak many
year ago, that O misunderstood.
Ing had arisen between her and
the man she loved and that pride
had urged her to marry another
Through long years Of misery she
had paid for II.
That night Gail could not set.
tie down to anything. She had
turned down on invitation from
Natalie TO Join her and some other
girls who were going TO some affair
Shed tried to read and given II up.
Shed stood by the window and
watched the people 20 by, tired ana
weary, for II was very warm.
At last she pulled on q hat, dc.
Gliding TO no for O walk. 1t would
at least kill time. She sa,inlcred
along aimlessly. Then suddenly
she found herself before the
building where Derek's studio
was. Sometimes he worked at
night. Gall glanced up and saw
that n dim light cleaned against
the long north windows. 30 he
was working tonight!
She walked on more slowly
How could Derek phlnt Ill tilh.
lightp But perhaps he was not
working. Mrs. Morton had sug-
gested that Gall should 90 TO his
studio and explain theings. But
she had nothing TO explainl The
explanations should come from
Derek. She hurried away, think
ing that perhaps someone elSc
was In the studio. She felt her
heart contract.
She was OH Park avenue now,
but Il was not the Park avenue
OF winter when luxurious limou-
sines speed along and women,
richly dressed In furs that cost
fortunes and jewels worth ran
SONS, pass into magnificent hotels
accompanied by immaculate escorts
Tired mothers from less favored
streetS we're dragging fretftil chill