The Waterbury Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1917-1946, 1940-10-01

on" she said poinLiesSAys 1nAs
heats terrible" But she felt
rather than saw the watchfulness
in Natalie's answering smile.
And Joe, to was watching her.
Tomorrow her week Of grace
would be UP and still she had not
moved from the apartment, stu
she had not broken with the Up
group.
I She knew mat he would walt
for her to call him and say she
had broken her word. Joe's word
was good. If he promised her to
do something he would do 1t. and
he expected Sue Mary to do like
wise.
She tried not to think of what
he would believe. All her prom
Uses of love, all her plans for their
future - what would he think,
what could he think, when he
knew she had broken her word?
She had made no move to change
the situation of which he so thor
oughly disapproved.
So she didn't call him. 1t was
their night to have date, but she
didn't try to find him. She didn't
know what she could say, what
explanation she could offer that
wouldn't involve him, too, in this
nightmare through which she felt
she was moving. And she didn't
hear from him.
Another week went by. The
papers carried stories of the air.
port> site committee meeting and
promising to have a site selected
in few days.
Campaign ballyhoo was mount
ing. Governor Miller's forces en-
phasized the need of keeping in
office a man of integrity, man
who had safeguarded the interests
of the people in the past; a man
who saw the need of national de-
tense, and a man with sane
view of the future.
And the party paper continued
to tear him down; continued to
stress the necessity of putting
Fritz King in office; man who
would help the workers; who
would not permit the state money
to be spent on needless defense
expenditures, while the relief
budget would be pared and the
capitalists would benefit.
Out at the Smithson factory the
picket line continued to grow. One
department had shut down and Gull
Plane announced it would have tx
go behind schedule unless 1t got
parts Immediately.
Vera continued to go out witt
.. Young Ross Clark. Kitty's eye!
were continually stormy and >hel
mouth frightened into red bow
as she filed and typed ant
watched Vera.
1t was late afternoon whel
Miss Grant called Sue Mary.
, I'm sorry to do this to you a
such an hour" she apologized
But Mr. Clark is home. Sicl
/ again. Too much worry and work
!, Anyway, he wants to dictate som
.. notes and he needs some paper
i and you're the only one I cal
! send
you'll have to work late, bu
you can take time off tomorrow
Come back here tonight and fin
ish tn work he gives you an
: then sleep in tomorrow. Will 20
, do it?"
Sue Mary was glad to have I
= work. 1t might take her mind
:. off her own problems. eyes," sh
said. "Of course I'll do it, an
I really don't mind.
The big Clark house was Quie
h She had a glimpse of the dinin
q room as the butler ushered her t
). the library where she and Mr.. Clar
e would work. Candle light hickere
$ on the big table throwing shadow
n on the crystal and china and liner
|. and maid in black with whit
starched apron and tiny cap, sue
as one saw in the movies, was fix
v ing flowers. And in the library, Of
{ Ross Clark munched sandwic
!. and slipped glass of milk.
Indigestion" he said, gruffl.
and Sue Mary wondered just no
much enjoyment he got from HI
D fortune, when worry and respor
h sibility could make him turn int
e such a haggard, gray old man.
They worked steadily, accom-
plishing much, until finally h
: pushed the papers away and san
: back back in his chair.
2 We've done a good day
work." he said. you're no quit
ter"
She didn't know how to answe
As long as he was impersonal, q
her boss, she could meet him, bu
when he became just a wear.
sick, old man, grateful to her fo
her help, she couldn't find words.
you know my SOM" he de
manded.
give seen him in the Office"
"Not often" he said. INC
often. He doesn't like work. No
our kind anyway. The new gen
Grafton. We've slipped up some
how with them. They lack wha
kAI