The Waterbury Democrat., 1940-08-03
Molly And Jean Quarrel

it was safe to continue, ''is that I've lent my cameo to Molly for her part in the play and since I won't be here to retrieve 1t, l want you to send it to me"
 "Why. Jean," Johnny gasped, that's a foolish thing for you to do. The Reynolds cameo IS a museum piecel You know that"
 He sounded like the stern par ent. What was Jean thinking of? The Metropolitan was still nego- tiating for the Reynolds cameo. It had been made especially in Italy for Jeans grandmother. There were certain peculiarities about its design which made it invaluable.
 "The gentleman is disturbed. And over an old cameo. Can you im- agine?" Jean was laughing.
 "But all kinds of things could happen to it. Molly could mis- place it in the dressing room"
 Jean looked at him intently Sure you're not thinking of the legend? It's unlucky if anyone but a Reynolds wears it, you know"
 She would think of that. That he was concerned about it, not for its value, but for that old story. Duels and bloodshed when ever someone besides 8 Reynoldc unscrupulously laid hands on that piece of stone and gold. Now Jean thought he cared because Molly might suffer from the bad omens.
 That old legend is pure fiction. I was thinking of the value of the brooch, and what your father would say if he knew you lent it to Molly"
 "Oh, she'll take care of it" Jean assured him. q was wearing it the afternoon she came to tea. She said, What a lovely old cameo. I had imagined Mrs. Lyons wearing one just like it at her throat Mrs. Lyons, that's who she is in the play"
 And so you took it right off and put it in her hand" Johnny was exasperated. Jean jumped from the chest and came over to where he stood, strengthening his desk to hide his annoyance.
 "A friend of yours is a friend of mine," she told him, land I'm not going to embarrass myself by asking her to give it back before the play. Now get over your mad, and kiss me goodby for old times sake"
 Jean was in his arms kissing him as she had never kissed him before. Somewhere in his heart dormant furry stirred. He pushed her away from him.
 Johnny, I love you so, and I'll go on loving you forever. I haven't any pride to say it. That's why I can't stay here. When go where we used to. go, walk where we used to walk, it's like stamping on a grave, Johnny. '' She was crying softly in his arms
 Stop, dearest" he said, batting her shoulders. He hated himself for what had happened to them but his feeling for Molly was the same. He couldn't deny that, even with Jean so near to him.
 They didn't know that Molly hat come in until she spoke.
 Am I interrupting? I though the bell tangled, but I can go back and knock"
 Jean jumped from Johnny's arms They both looked like children caught robbing a cookie jar.
 Molly smiled superciliously. "I1 that's what you mean by kic stuff, I'm sorry you consider me grown up."
 T was simply telling him good ,, by," Jean explained. I'm going back to Boston in the morning"
 Molly took a step toward Jean Her voice was grim with author ity.
 You can't go back to Boston MT. Earl has you on props, anc you wouldn't dare walk out at the last minute like this"
 Jean reminded Johnny of a very small kitten splitting at a huge important Angora. I've got him everything he asked for. I even know where I can find that old oil lamp to hang from the ceiling Everything will be ready in the wings, and the rest of the con- mittee can do a little work. The theater is not my life. I'll walk when and where I please"
 "That's just what I thought would happen" Molly retorted angrily. Junior Leaguers and society girls, always so willing to help, and then at the last minute something else turns up."
 Johnny interrupted then. Don't talk like that to Jean, Molly" he said quietly. She's worked like a dog, and if she feels she has to go home now, I don't think any of us should try to stop her."
 50 yOu were trying to StOn her