The Waterbury Democrat., 1937-06-18

Yesterday: Coral reaches the
 end with Hoyt Marquis and tells
 him she is married. And David
 has forgiven her. Nothing matters
 now.
 CHAPTER TX
 When Coral awoke on the morn-
 ing following the prom, she reviewed
 the events of the night before with
 a kind of wonder that so much
 could have occurred in such a short
 period of time. She had leisure, also,
 to consider what might be the ef-
 fects of her words to Hoyt. Strange 1y, now that her decision was made,
 she felt no regret, no fear. The truth was out. She supposed Hoyt would tell her parents, perhaps go through with his scheme to ruin her father financially. Yet, lying on her bed with the bright morning sunshine streaming into the room, it was hard to believe that Hoyt, selfish and revengeful as he was, would really make good his threats. And was it likely that his father, the level-1leaded banker, John Mar quis, would ruin an old friend at the whim of his son?
 Coral stretched lazily and gave a little sigh of happiness. No mat ter what happened she and David would work 1t out. If Hoyt's plans went through, she and David would help her father somehow. Surely her mother and father would not be angry with her when they met David and saw the kind of person he was. Hoyt would try to prejudice them, of course, but they would see for themselves.
 She sat up in bed, startled. Hoytl What had happened to him last night? From the moment that she had taken David's arm and left the dance she had thought no more about him. She and David had discussed his threats, of course, planned what they would do if he carried them out, but in their happiness it had not oc- cured to them even to wonder what he would do after being left stranded high and dry on the dance floor. Coral felt worried in spite of herself. No action could have been more carefully calcu- lated to infuriate him. He would be far more angry at her public desertion than at what she had told him. For the first time she noticed that Donna was not lying, still asleep, in her bed on the other side of the room. The bed had been slept in, and the covers were thrown back for airing. Coral wrinkled her brows. It was unlike Donna to be up so early, l particularly after dance. AS she got out of bed she decided that there was nothing to worry about. Donna had prabobly de- cided to get up for breakfast after all, and had slipped out of the room quietly in order not to awaken her.
 As matter of fact, she had not | talked to Donna since the night | before, when David had left her to | come to Corals aid. Could she be | angry? AS she dressed, Coral pon- dered the problem. It was quite pos ] sible. Donna, like Hoyt, resented a public affront, no matter how small much more than a private hurri- | cane. But surely she would not al- | low such 8 little thing to make her really annoyed. It was not serious | enough for that. Running her comb through her black curls, Coral giggled little at the recol- lection. The whole thing was rather funny in retrospect. She and David leaving Donna and Hoyt, quite oblivious of the de- mands of common politeness or the opinions of spectators. There were probably plenty of tongues on the campus this about their sudden de- parture.
 . Just then she heard swift foot steps tapping down the corridor, and in moment the door of the room was opened revealing Donna, in all the glory of her newest and most expensive sports clothes. There was, Coral noticed imme- diately, no anger in her face. AS a matter of fact, she looked al- most suspiciously gay and good humored.