The Waterbury Democrat., 1938-12-03
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 She sat on the sofa. We've were shocked when the news came about Bill Bell. That's the breaks, I guess"
 Then she said, "Have you heard what happened up there?"
 Judy said, "Nc, I haven't. What?"
 "Your friend, Mrs. Campbell" said Mazda. "She didn't come at first. Tommy said Dwight was ale most out of his mind. Kept wiring her. Then she moved up, a week ago."
 Judy was impatient. Her interest in Dwight Campbell and Marvel was dead, she told herself. They had ] their lives to live, she had hers. She looked at her wristwatch. q don't 1 want to be late. Jack waits for me. You know how dull s. O. @. is."
 Mazda said, "She came in a yacht, with a party of friends. That man we met at her house. warming-Cary Tennant. It was his yacht" She shot Judy specula- tive glance. "To make 8 long story short, she and Dwight had an awful row. In public. On the Texie, to be exact. She said she was going back on the yacht, the way I heard the story, and Dwight said 1t was a disgusting way for married woman to carry on. Something like that" Mazda stood up. q don't want to keep you. Just wanted to say that everybody know she's left him, and we're all wondering if he'll batch it over in that modern mansion of hers, or stick aboard ship" Judy found no words. She and Mazda went out together. But as Mazda got into her own car, she was smiling a little. AS if she knew what havoc her news had wrought in Judys breast.
 Judy turned the key in the igri- tion, stepped on the starter furi- ously. What difference did it make !! if Dwight and Marvel had quar- reled? She had forgotten Dwight Campbell was on earth. But had she, asked 8 small voice inside her. Had she really forgotten? Or had she only been too glad to sink her torment into the ready balm of Jack Hanley's love? He needed her. He'd been hurt. She had worried about him, been grateful he had come through alive. It was natural that her pity for him should whisper to her wayward heart, trap her into believing it was love.
 But 1t was love. It was peace full, and sweet, and real. She would marry him and have a good life. She didn't care what Marvel and Dwight didl They meant nothing to her!
 But the image she had tried hard to banish forever rose again. Just the sound of 1lss name could bring 1t back. His eyes, the way his hair grew. His splendid height The touch of his fingers, burning on her arm.
 "No!" she said out loud. And then she found that she was driv- ing past the white house where he had lived with Marvel. It was not on the way to the hospital. How had she gotten here? Frlriously, she turned the car, almost careening over 8 cr1rbstone. She drove swiftly to the hospital Her cheeks were bright with color. She marched into the bare hall, she entered the elevator. She must calm herself. Jack would be sure to see that she was upset . He had been reading a book she had brought him. He laid it aside. You're latel"
 "You weren't readingl You were just looking"
 q can't help it." he said. q count the minutes. The clock seems to stand still. You try lying in bed, with nobody but 8 dumb nurse"
 She's pretty nurse"
 "She hurst when she starts after those bandages." Then he a-ked, What kept you?"