The Waterbury Democrat., 1941-09-23
CHAPTER XIV

Judge Allen at once sought his pretty plump wife and explained that an intruder had entered the drawing room.
 "Oh, know" she explained with . funny, feminine laugh that had been nice at 20 but was mis- placed at 50. It's that aviator the one Judy used to mem ton sometimes. He made para chute and intended to marry Judy if anybody bought 1t or some- thing of that sort. Nobody wanted 1t, though"
 Should I ask him to leave?"
 "Oh, dear me- mol" Her gold curls shook. Maybe he'll be famous some day"
 In the drawing room, mean time, Judy had accepted the silver tea service, asked Sandy to sit down, and uncovered a plate of cinnamon toast. Sandy was out of place in his boots, his khaki trousers tucked into them, his leather jacket.
 Any of my bridesmaids will be thrilled to see you" she told him as she handed him an ancestral cup. T have some pretty ones. And they'll be beautiful tomorrow with their cartwheel hats and cherry ruffles with black velvet ribbons"
 T didn't come to select a brides maid" he answered, putting down the silver cup, strolling to the long French windows and looking al a clump of green bushes which concealed . bend in the road. T came about us"
 About us2"
 Strange that she could laugh so casually this afternoon
 He turned from the window and did not touch her. but the old glory was In his eyes when he looked at her.
 Judy, Judy. how did we ever come to such pass7" he asked.
 How did we ever come to such . pass7" she repeated, her voice cold. Darling, you were fun for short jaunts, but people have to pay rent on this earthl To pay rent men need steady jobs. Why not find someone like, say, Peg, who doesn't need to do anything but look beautiful?"
 Ills eyes had looked tired. Now suddenly he grinned. "Jealous3" he asked.
 "A little when get to TO- mancing. Not much, though. he- cause I'm getting the best of tho bargain" Oddly enough she meant 1t, looking at Sandy"s careless fiy- ing attire, remembering the perfec- ton of Phil's suits, perfection that sacrificed nothing to nlasculinity.
 
 Dusk was coming rapidly. A pret- ty bridesmaid stuck her head through the draperies and reminded Judy that it was time to meet the bridegroom.
 "Goodby good hunting" Judy told the tall young aviator.
 "Goodby, Judy" he said, and held out Q Drowned, muscular hand. "We'll not be meeting. I like high ceilings best Maybe I'll find a star and give 1t your name
 Then he was gone, quietly, quickly, leaving no echoes,
 Philip came little later, eS. corted by a few of his ushers. Two of the ushers already had arrived, two more were expected before the rehearsal dinner. The old house was filled with youth and song and music. The group became more reverent at the church where rehearsal was held
 When Phil caught Judy in his arms and drew her close in the dimly lighted vestibule, she sur rendered to him, forgetting the disturbing caller of a few hours ago.
 Phil was everything she wanted He was everything her family wanted for her.
 The mood sustained her through the morning She watched tho house become more beautiful un- der the florists pattern for deco" rating.
 She admitted the brides cake, watched two maids cut the we'd ding cake and place the pieces in the waiting boxes. She gave her mother & list of name of people in New York to whom some of the boxes should be sent.
 Every house guest was resting, waiting for the wedding. when Miss Matte, the town dressmaker, knocked against Judy's door.
 ssNNera vniI sleeninp2n she asked