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BEGIN HERE TODAY JUDITH CAMERON, tvpist In a New York publishing house, marries ARTHUR KNIGHT, executive of the firm. Knight is a widower with a daughter TONY. 18, In Paris, and a son JUNIOR. 16. at •chool. A blissful honeymoon In Bermuda Is Interrupted bv a cablegram that Tony Is on her wav to America. Judith and Arthur sail to meet her. When Knight brings his daughter home the girl ignore.s her stepmother. Later she tells Judith she must leave the house. Knight, overhearing, forces Tony to apologize. The girl spends much of her time with MICKEY' MORTIMER, blase amuse-ment-seeker whom she met In Paris. As days pass a state ol armed neutrality exists between Tony and Judloth. ANDY' CRAIG, a young man Knight has helped through college, calls on Tonv. Craig is to be employed In the legal department of the publishing house. He has loved Tony for rears—rather hopelessly. One allernoon Judith encounters Craig unexpectedly. She is annovrd at her embarrassment. Arthur suggests Judith should have the house redecorated. Craig calls frequently and one evening when Tony relic's to accompany him to a doe show Judith goes. Tonv. left alone with her father, tells him it Is Judith and not herself whom Craig comes to the house to see. Knight denies this angrily. Tonv surprises Judith bv asking her to have lunch In town with her next dav. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE (Contd.) "But I'm meeting Tony here myself!” "Well, then, it looks as we're to have a party, doesn't it? Mind if I take a seat?” Judith shock her head in perplexity. "No, of course not,” she said. ‘‘Sit down—only we’re going to need another place here, aren't we?” Andy stretched out one long arm, drew another chair toward the table and sat down in it. That was a little better. Judith somehow felt most uncomfortable sitting opposite Andy Craig in the tete-a-tete atmosphere of "The Rookery.” She glanced at her wrist watch. "Tony’s late.” she announced. “It's five minutes after one.” Craig leaned back and smiled tolerantly. "Oh, when you know Tony Knight as long as I have you won’t even start counting against her until at least thirty minutes have gone by. “She’s a brilliant young woman, but she never yet has managed to get wit enough together to learn how to tell time.” Judith tried to appear affable. She was beginning to feel certain that Tony Knight’s invitation to luncheon was not the simple, friendly gesture it had seemed. * "How about the pup?” Craig was asking. “Got him yet?” Judith shook her head. "No.” she said. “Arthur didn't feel well yesterday. I don't think he took time to see about the dog." "Sorry to hear Mr. Knight wasn’t well.” "Oh. he’s all right again today. It was just a disagreeable headache.” A shadow fell suddenly across the table. Judith looked up and continued to stare with amazement. Coming directly toward them was Tony Knight. And behind her came —Arthur! For no reason Rt all a guilty flush crossed Judith’s face. CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO IT was one of those situations which seem so simple and easy to explain, but which, in reality, often cause the most difficulty. Shock and surprise at sight of her husband brought the hot color to Judith's cheeks. Then, aware of the flush, she became embarrassed. Andy Craig had risen, smiling. Andy looked as though he were trying to mend a bad situation. "Well,” he said, "Tony—Mr. Knight, this is a surprise." “Yes. isn't it!” giggled Tony Knight. "And—my goodness! look at Judith's cheeks, will you! Don’t tell me you haven't been up to secrets, you two. Oh. but it's becoming. Judith! Wasn't it sweet of father to leave his stuffy old office and come off to lunch with me? But I never dreamed of finding you two here—!” Arthur Knight had not spoken. Before Judith could get in a quick word of defense against the younger girl's implications her husband said: "Hello. Judith. How re you. Craig? Tony and I seem to have interrupted a littl* party here! You —don’t mind if we join you?” Why. certainly not. Here, hadn't we all better move to a larger table?” Judith arose and the others followed.

“So you got here at last,” Craig said to Tony. “We were beginning to think you weren’t coming!” “You thought I wasn’t coming?” cooed Tony. “Don’t be silly, dearie! You weren’t thinking anything of the sort, Andy Craig. “You were staring into Judith’s eyes and I’ll bet you were making love to her, too. Was he, Judith?” She turned sweetly toward her stepmother. Inwardly Judith was raging, but the pink flush had died in her cheeks and she had regained her composure. She was fuming at herself for having fallen such an easy victim to Tony Knight's scheming. Even now Judith did not understand the significance of the plot. She was angry at Arthur. For a moment his eyes had met hers and she had certainly read accusation in that glance. SHU WITHOUT allowing her a word of explanation Arthur seemed to have convicted her of coming to this place for lunch with Andy Craig. As though there were anything so very dreadful about that, even if she had done it! So she answered Tony sarcastically: “Oh, yes. Os course Andy was making love to me. He was beginning to quote the balcony scene from ‘Romeo and Juliet.’ Most unfortunate that you should have intrrupted.” Craig laughed shortly. He was uncomfortably aware of the unrest in the atmosphere. “Don't you believe her," he said, addressing himself to Arthur Knight. “I believe I’ve succeeded in making your daughter jealous at last. Hurray!” One of the blue-clad waitresses fit was the pretty one whom Judith had been admiring) approached with menu cards. Tony immediately turned the conversation into a discussion of foods. She named an array of dishes, waited while the girl wrote them down, suddenly changed her mind and issued anew order. It was some time before the commotion ended. Then Tony leaned back in her chair and glanced from one face to another about the table. “Oh, you naughty, naughty dears, you!” she said, indicating Judith and Andy with a nod. “Did you think that you would just slip off by yourself and have a quiet little lunch?” She laughed in sly, bantering tone. “I know what they’ll tell us. father,” she continued. “They’re going to tell you, both of them, that they were waiting for me to come and join the party. Avery nice alibi, my dears, but I’ve spoiled it for you by thinking of it first.” Tony finished with a flourish of vindictive laughter. “Say, Tony, what's this—a frameup?” Andy, who had spoken clearly, was disturbed. The girl was quick to soothe his ruffled feelings. “Now, now, Andy. Mustn’t shflw temper. Must be nice, good little boy 'cause when Tony’s going to let you take her to see the movies tonight.” “But look here. Mr. Knight. You didn’t think !” “Oh, no. Os course not,” Arthur calmed him. “I know Tony’s only talking nonsense. Judith felt there was nothing she could contribute to this horrible luncheon. She wished it would be over quickly. Arthur was avoiding her eyes, glancing about the room in a nervous, uneasy way. The waitress brought soup and the dish of fruit which Judith had ordered. There was a long period of delay following this first course. Knight looked at his watch. ’’Great Scott! Nearly 2 o’clock. I can't waste all afternoon in this damned place, Tony! What on earth did you ever bring me here for? Listen —excuse me. will you. Judith, Andy? I'm going out and get some real food. Here ” <he tossed a bill down on the table' "this ought to cover the check. Tell the waitress I couldn't wait.” Judith would not have stopped him if she could. With a sigh of relief she saw his broad back disappearing through the maze of diners.

—By Williams

AT length the luncheon was served and eaten. Tony babbled on constantly, very cheerful and gay. Andy Craig had little to say and Judith, of the three, was quietest. “Are you going to drive back wih me, Tony?” she asked as the last dishes were being removed. “Like to,” the girl responded carelessly, “but I’ve got my own car outside and I'm picking up Lois and Jamie at 3 o'clock. By the way, Andy, I'm having dinner in town tonight, but you can call for me at the house at 8:30.” Craig agreed to be there. He was agitated over the delay and already late to report to work. At last all three arose and walked toward the entrance. Bert was waiting at tire curb in the big car. “Good-by,” Judith called as she stepped into the limousine. Tony and Andy were to walk down the block. They turned, smiled and Tonyeven waved a gay signal of farewell. “You can drive me home, I guess,” Judith told the driver. Two blocks distant they were retarded by the tides of traffic and the girl suddenly changed her mind. She had been a fool, she told herself, to let Tony succeed with her evil mischief making. Judith addressed Bert through the speaking tube. She asked him to drive to Hunter Brothers’ headquarters. When they reached the familiar granite structure the girl stepped out on the pavement and asked the chauffeur to wait. It would take no more than fifteen or twenty minutes, she assured him. before she would be back. Judith went into the building, rode up to the tenth floor in the familiar elevator car and then approached Arthur Knight's office. It was the first time she had been in the Hunter building since her marriage. How exactly the same the place looked! And yet—how different. It was satisfying to know she was wearing her most becoming outfit. n * a SHE walked directly to Kathryn Tupper’s office, which was in front of Arthur Knight’s private quarters. Miss Tupper looked up, started to speak and then checked herself. “How do you do, Miss Tupper,” Judith said quietly. “I have come to see my husband. Will you tell him Mrs. Knight is waiting, please?” For an instant it seemed Kathryn Tupper was going to remain in her seat. Then she arose slowly. "Yes, indeed, Mrs. Knight.” the woman said. She placed an accent on the words “Mrs. Knight,” bringing them out unpleasantly. Miss Tupper left the room and Judith dropped into a chair while she waited. It was some time before the private secretary returned. “Mr. Knight is in conference,” she said tartly. “He said he could see you in about thirty minutes if you care to wait.” (To Be Continued)

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