The Waterbury Democrat., 1945-08-18
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 By FAITH BALDWIN ee-yso.r. - tFf NEA
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1 Nancy looked at her with g strange, half-reluctant malice. She | said:
 "You sent Prank home early"
 T was tired"
 T heard him ask you to marry him."
 Emily shrugged indifferently She said, He doesn't mean 1t. It's his way of being = fatering. dare say he asks-everyone-" He didn't ask me-" said Nancy T would have jumped at the chance.'
 Emily laid down the hair brush
 T don't believe that, Nancy she said.
 "Why?"
 "You don't love him"
 T like him." said Nancy. She perched on the edge of the bed and clasped her hands around her knees. Hes physically attractive to me. I like his background and his money and the things I could do with it. What more could l ask 2"
 "A great deal," her sister sad. She looked with level eyes at the younger girl. You have it In you," she said bluntly, ito love one man very much. That man isn't Frank. If.you married him or any man whom you didn't love, you would be miserable"
 'Sez you,' said Nancy, don't judge me by yourself. take it you refused the offer?'
 Naturally"
 Poor mother" said Nancy. "She set her heart on my capturing Frank but failing that it would be an equal feather in her cap if you did. Now, thanks to you, she loses out both ways"
 Emily's firm red mouth straight ened. She picked up the brush again and drew the stiff bristles through the cloudy dark hair. NANCY slid of to bed. Good night, she said, "and pleasant dreams ."
 At the door she turned. Don't get any high-minded no- tion," she warned, about handing Frank over to me. I'm no longer interested I've other plans"
 The door closed behind her. Emily stared for long moment at her own face in the mirror. She saw with detachment that he1 mouth was unsteady and that hel eyes brimmed with tears. Nancy she thought duly, whom she loved very much, had become her enemy. It isn't my fault, Emily thought, re- fusing to let the tears fall.
 Other plans? Which included Jim? But Nancy wasn't the woman for Jim, she would hurt him, she would ruin him. She wouldn't consciously, perhaps, but the dam- age would be done just the same. And there's nothing can do, Emily thought, nothing.
 Nothing anyone could do. Nancy tearing the snapshots of Drew Warner into fine pieces was think ing that, too. She thought, serves Emily right. If she wanted Jim Thompson why didn't she do something about it when they were in Boston together :? I'm not sorry for her."
 She wasn't sorry for anyone, except herself. Drew, she whis- pered, mutely, Drew Anything to- forget, strike out, would, hurt, stab never mind who got in your way After a while your own pain might dull, might cease to trouble. When 1t did you could afford to be kind to people again. But now you were armored, in agony, you were en- cased in it, it didn't matter to you what happened to anyone else. THE long summer slipped quiet A ly toward autumn. Outwardly things were little changed. Jim had settled to his routine, he and David Hall worked together in complete amity and understanding. Almost every fine evening Nancy went out with Jim on his early calls and waited for him in his car. The car had a radio and she amused herself while he was gone. They would come home and raid the ice box. Sometimes Doctor Hall insisted on taking the early calls himself and giving Jim an opportunity to get of to the beach or the club with Nancy and her crowd.
 Frank was a constant caller, dogged, determined. Emily, tired of battling him, went now and then to the club or beach with him, occasionally Jim and Nancy were with them. It looked to the rest of Cranberry like a very settled foursome. Even Elsie Ed gar was aware of it. You know, Millicent," she told her friend, five always preferred Nancy but Emily's nice girl and I've always liked her. Of course I would never