The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-05-08

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 looked at the letter she was still clutching in her hand. Read it," she said, holding 1t out to Toby. It was the letter Clyde Sabin had written. Toby took 1t, hastily read the brief paragraphs.
 Dear Harriet: When you get this I will be on my way to Cali fornia. This morning I was mar ried to Mrs. Lynchfleld. You prob- ably remember that her husband, who died last winter, was an officer of the company.
 T hope you will not take this too hard, Harriet. My only excuse for not telling you sooner is that I couldn't bear to hurt you. But I am sure 1t is really for the best. I will always think of you as one of the sweetest girls Ihave ever known, and some day I know you will meet someone who will make you as happy as you deserve to be. Clyde"
 Toby said, "Oh, darling, I'm so sorryp The words sounded trivial and meaningless. Harriet was still standing there, ghostly white. There was no sign of tears in her eyes, no sign of emotion at all in her face except that she pressed her lips together, trying to steady them.
 "You ought to sit down." Toby said, putting an arm around her. Here I'll send the maid to get something for you--"
 But there was no time. Miss Wylie, the director of the style show, appeared and said crisply, "Is everyone ready2 Line up, you bridesmaids. Where's our bride?" She motioned toward Harriet. You go in last" she said. All right now. We're ready"
 Toby turned to Harriet. But you can'tl" she said. You can't go on now. Someone else will have to take your place"
 Harriet shook her head. "No," she said. I'm all right. I'll go on. "
 But you shouldn't-"
 Harriet was not listening. My flowers she said, turning to the maid. "Where are my fiowersp"
 A few moments later, the bridal bouquet in her arms, she was walking slowly, steadily out on the stage. Toby was never to forget the picture of Harriet in the glistening satin gown, her lovely red-gold hair beneath the cap of lace and the long veil floating back from her shoulders. Harriet had never looked more beautiful. Toby's own heart was pounding and she stole anxious glances at her roommate, but Harriet looked completely calm.
 She was like that afterwards in the dressing room. She took off the wedding gown and got into her street clothes with exactly her usual care. She stopped to put powder on her nose and sec that the brim of her hat lifted over her eyes as 1t should.
 Out on the street. Toby said, "Well take q cab home." She thought that, away from the others, Harriet's reserve would break. Toby said, He wasn't good enough for you, Harriet. Not nearly good enough! never thought so didn't want you to know 1t, but never thought he was the man for you. This other woman has money, I suppose. She's the one to be sorry for He'll treat her worse than he's treated you-l"
 Harriet said, Don't talk like that, Toby"
 But it's true, every word of 1t. I'd like q chance to tell him what I think of him."
 Harriet shook her head. "I--I just can't seem to believe it's hap pened," she said. q can't seem to realize I won't see him again. Everything's over. It's ended"
 But 1t isn't, darling. Every things just beginning. A man who could do a thing like that isn't | worth a minutes regret. It's going JO pS AldLu AOL Willltp Ol COuTbet but you'll be glad some day 1t hap pened this way. know you will"
 Harriet said, But he loved me, Toby. He really loved me once!"
 You're better off without that kind of love. It's the money he was thinking about. Don't you see that?'
 Its just that I can't realize it's happened"
 They stayed at home that even ing. Toby prepared hot soup and toast and 8 salad. She spread the table with gay linen cloth and set out the food, but Harriet scarcely touched it. Her eyes still had the dazed, bewildered look.
 She didn't say any more about Clyde Sabin. Harriet's silence bothered Toby. "If she'd only stop holding back" she thought. 'Tf she'd only cry or storm around and throw things. she'd get over it sooner"
 Harriet did none of those things. When Toby tried to talk to her about other things - anything to take her mind of Clyde - her an- swers were brief. She picked up ] a magazine and then, little later