The Waterbury Democrat., 1936-01-15
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enough perplexities and anxieties without adding to them.
 At the Cameron home, earah's substitute was being kept busy. Flowers were arriving. Great arm fuls of ChrysanthemurnS from neighbors. Big boxes of roses and other flowers from the shops, with cards enclosed. Before noon, the lower floor was bower of blooms.
 T can't understand it," Mrs. Cameron said, somebody must have said something"
 She didn't really mind. She radiated importance and pride as she placed long-stemmed roses in tall vases.
 Don't try to pin 1t on me, Gran," Nancy said in hollow tone. Maybe the joyous bride- groom couldn't keep 1t. Maybe the license bureau forgot and entered 1t on the record book to-day"
 "Ronnie got the license at Lake, ville," Dana said, land he told me 1t wouldn't be in any paper until tomorrow"
 Well, that clears Bonnie, if he's gone to 50 much trouble to keep his marriage Q deep, dark secret" Nancy said wearily.
 Dana flashed out. "1t's all sillyl What difference does 1t make whether people know or not? I'll be married in a few hours. What does anything matter2"
 Mrs. Cameron put down Q vase and came over, looking hard at Dana.
 T don't think that has e nice sound, Dana"
 Please, Grandmother, don't drive me. I'm marrying Ronnie. That's what you want, isn't it?
 Aunt Ellen followed her sister up- stairs. "Dana's in 6 difficult, dan- gerous mood" Mrs. Cameron said. "If Scott Stanley walked in, I don't know what would happen"
 1T do," Aunt Ellen said.
 "You do. Humph," Mrs. Cameron said, slowly. T suppose you think she's still in love with him. I suppose you think there is such a thing as real love. And that people go through their lives loving the same personl Well, you should know by your experiences that they don't. That they forget and are happy and arc glad they didn't lose their heads. I said, Ellen, you should know it's best for Dana to marry Bonnie Moore and be fixed for the rest of her lifel"
 Aunt Ellen's face was scarlet. l Whatever did Agatha mean? Had she lost her mind, talking in that fashion? Was she crazy, to con- jure up before her her barren, comfortable existence and the loss of the happiness that should rightfully have been hers?
 "Where are you going, Aunt Ellen2" Nancy asked as her aunt | came through the hall few minutes later, her hat and coat on.
 Something I forgot her aunt answered. No, dear, I'm only | going Q step. I don't need any body to drive me"
 There's somebody to see you, Dr. Osborne" the girl ct the desk | at the physicians office spoke | through Q telephone. "she wanted | Dr. Stanley, and when I told her | he was out of town, she asked | for you. There are several | ahead of her. But she says it's an | emergency, something that can't wait"
 Send her in," the physician said.
 Ten minutes later, smiling, Dr. Osborne pulled q telegraph blank from Q pad and wrote something on 1t.
 Maybe he had been Q fool to hue nor that romantic old soul, who had insisted that Scott must be told about the wedding. He sus- pected he had been glad to humor | her. He'd been worrying about that | wedding all day.
 Browning thoughtfully, he con- sidered the words he had written. Then he crumpled the message in | his hand and reached for the tele- phone.
 (To Be Contlnued)
 
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