Indianapolis Times, Volume 44, Number 55, Indianapolis, Marion County, 14 July 1932 — Page 15

JULY 14, 1932-

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BKOIV HF.RK TODAY . CHERRY DIXON, pretty l-yer-old tijhter of wealthy parents, marries DAN PHILLIPS. newspaper reporter, nfter a qaurrel with her parent*. It la • Lean Year marriace and Cherry does the proposing. Sha and Dan more Into a cheap apartment and Cherry * first struggles with housework are discouraging DIXIE BHANNON, niovla critic of the News, u friendly. _ Cherry meets handsome MAX PEARSON. also of the News, who tries to make love to her. After several weeks. Cherry'* mother becomes seriously 111. The girl goes home and there is a leconclltation with her parents. Pride wttl not allow her to accept financial aid from them, however. MR. AND MRS DIXON depart, seeking another climate to improve the mother * health BRENDA VAIL, magazine writer, comes to Wellington and Dan meets her. She asks him to collaborate In writing l*)an begins to pend most, of hla evenings at Miss Vail's apartment. Discord arises between Cherry and Dan. He agrees to meet her for lunch one day. but fails to appear. Later, she sees him with Brenda. Cherry accuse* Dan of deceiving her and thev quarrel. He leaves the apartment and when he returns Cherry is gone. A week passe* In which he doe* not hear from her. Dan asks Brenda to go to New York with him. She agrees to go-i-ln a week. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR TJRENDA VAIL spread more ol thfr bluish-gray paste on her face. She smeared it on like a mask, beginning at the edge of the towel, pinned tightly about her lorrhead, and working downward to the base of her neck. She patted the soft, wet compound ■with her fingers, and when she had finished, only her eyes and mouth Showed. The eyes looked like slits in the gray mask. Brenda's lips, usually so vividly crimson, were pallid and pressed together in a tight line. Selfish lips. Quick-tempered lips. Cruel lips. At last the mask was done and Brenda inspected herself in the mirror of the dressing table. Though the effort was far from flattering, she seemed satisfied. Here in the privacy of her bedroom, Brenda had abandoned the luxurious chiffons and. satins she usually wore. A cotton kimona, faded and soiled, “was draped about her, fastened at the waist by a safety pin. Her hair was concealed by tiie turban-like towel. Shapeless bedroom slippers covered her feet. n u She rase from the dressing table, went to the chaise longue and lay back against it with a sigh. The mask must remain on her face 20 minutes and the watch at her wrist gave the time as a little after 2 o’clock. Brenda closed her eyes, relaxing as magazine articles by beauty experts always advise. There was no one else in the room or in the apartment. The maid who wore the crisp, gray uniform and ruffled cap appeared there only when Miss Vail had visitors to pressHer name was Minnie Johnson, though on duty she answered to “Yvonne" Yvonne was to arrive this afternoon at 4 o'clock. Ten minutes passed and then a bell shrilled loudly. The telephone In the next room. Brenda’s eyes darkened with annoyance. There was nothing for her to do, however, but arise and answer the call. The heelless bedroom slippers flopped clumsily as Brenda walked. She had to push back the cloth about her head so that she could hold the instrument to her ear. It was a French telephone done in ivory enamel. "JHello” she said. Dan Phillips was speaking. His voice sounded eager and excited. “Is that you, Brenda?” he asked and went on without giving her time to reply. "Wanted to tell you I've just seen the boss. "Told him I was through with the Wellington News and this town, too. I’m quitting Saturday. Everything’s all settled— ’’ "You mean you’ve given up your Job?" "Sure. Why not? I had to quit if we leave for New York Saturday, didn't I? I thought you’d be glad to hear it! It won’t be long now, Brenda!” There was no change of expression on the woman’s face. The clay mask made that impossible. But resentment sounded in her voice. "Don't you think you should have waited?’ ’she asked. "There’s nothing to' wait for! Say, I feel better already. Listen, Brenda, I want to talk to you. Suppose I drop around as near to 5 as I can make it? We’ll have dinner together—”

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SHE interrupted. "Not this evening, Dan. I—l’m so sorry, but I’ve been having a beastly headache. I'm going to lie down and try to sleep. That’s what I was doing when you called.” "Oh, I’m sorry! Shouldn’t have bothered you. Maybe if you have some rest you'll feel better.” "I hope so.” Instinctively Brepda’s voice had become the delicate, faintly martyred tone of the invalid. • "Then I won’t keep you any longer. Will it be all right if I call back early in the evening? I do want to see you tonight.” Brenda started to say “no," hesitated, and qualified by telling him that he might telephone. She couldn’t promise to see him, though, because her head was raging—"And. like an imbecile, I keep you there talking. Forgive me! Goodby, Brenda. I hope you feel a lot better soon.” She said “goodby”—almost too cheerfully—and put down the telephone. Brenda let the gray mask remain on her face another ten minutes. Then she applied steaming hot cloths until the ugly clay was removed. The beautifying began in earnest now. Lotions and creams and cubes of ice. Brenda worked with practiced fingers. She patted and molded and smoothed out the tiny lines about her forehead. She finished with stinging ointment that brought color rushing to her cheeks. It was an hour’s work, but when it was completed undeniably the years had dropped away. Almost Brenda could have passed for 26 instead of 36. She glanced at her watch again. Twenty-five minutes until 4. Well, that was time enough. Yvonne would come in time to arrange the tea table. There was a desk to the right of the window and Brenda sat down before it. Half a dozen letters lay on the desk. All of them had been opened and in five minutes the contents was strikingly similar. "On account due from Miss Brenda Vail" most of them began. One was from the management of the apartment hotel. Another was from a New York dress shop. There was a bank statement, imposing in its long envelope, but the figures on that statement were anything but Impressive. She passed over all these, picked up the sixth envelope. It was buff colored. Thick, expensive looking stationery. The handwriting on the sheet inside the envelope was masculine. It read: "Dear Miss Vail—l will be in Wellington next Monday on my way to Hollywood and hope to see you to discuss screen rights of the stories about which I wrote before. "My time necessarily will be limited and I am taking the liberty to ask if I may call on you at about 4:30. Since I must reach the studio Wednesday, my stop in Wellington will be only between trains. 1 am hopeful that we may come to an agreement that will be mutually satisfactory. With sincerest regards. til. P. Harris.” That was the note Brenda read. When she looked up her eyes were lighted with radiance far more effective than any beauty pack. "He’s coming!” she whispered aloud. "Brenda Vail, you’re having your chance today. You can’t fail now! You can’t!” u tt tt SHE was on her feet, suddenly transformed into a flame of energy. There was much to be done yet. Dozens of things. Why hadn’t Yvonne arrived? What about those flowers? The man had promised they would (be delivered early and here it was nearly 4! Yvonne should be preparing the tea things! Brenda flounced to the dressing table for last minute touches of rouge and powder puff. She applied the lip rouge with trembling fingers. • It smudged, had to be removed And done over again. She adjusted dangling gold ear drops, sprayed her hair with scent, and got into the costume spread out on the bed. It had been purchased two days before—immediately on receipt of Mr. Harris’ letter—and was exactly Brenda Vail’s idea of attire suitable in which to receive an important figure of the motion picture world.

The jade green velvet fell into graceful trousers. The bodice molded her figure closely and was accented by a girdle of cloth of gold. Brenda fastened the low neckline with a ruby clasp. She stepped into sandals of gold kid and buckled the straps. Bills, bills! There would be more bills for this new finery, but what was expenses on such an occasion?” "I’m going to Hollywood!" The thought danced madly in Brenda’s mind. There would be money enough there! “I’m going to Hollywood to write for the movie%!” The bell rang and she answered it. Yvonne had arrived, prompt to the minute. Brenda began to snap out orders to the girl. "Remember—the cocktails in the crystal glasses. Yes. they’re ready. I mixed them myself. The shaker on the tray. Yes, of course! You’d better begin right away with the sandwiches!” an A MESSENGER delivered the box of yellow roses and Brenda arranged them in a low bowl. She placed the bowl on the table beside the davenport, then moved it to the oppasite side of the room where the flowers were reflected in a mirror. The setting must be exactly right. Every detail was important. Brenda stopped back in the doorway, surveying the living room. A fire was crackling in the fireplace and the dancing flames cast a warm glow over the room. She pulled a chair nearer to the hearth. That was for Mr. Harris. She would take the davenport, where the light was flattering and the table for the cocktail tray conveniently near. Brenda moved to the fireplace, held out fingers that were icy to the blaze. “It’s becau.se I’m nervous,” she told herself, “and there’s no reason for it. Os course everything’s .going to be all right!”

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She went back to the kitchenette to give Yvonne final instructions. It was 20 minutes past 4 now. "Hell be here any minute.” Brenda assured herself. She took a cigaret from a lacquered box, lighted it and placed it to her lips. Then she sat down. It amused her to think of Dan Phillips. Headache —she had managed that very nicely! How could she bother with that tiresome youth when the great chance of her career was at hand? "So he's given up his job!” she thought. "Won’t he be surprised to hear the news. The idiot! There’ll be a scene, of course. Well, he’s

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WINONA TO HEAR OPERA “The Mikado” to Be Given at Resort Chautauqua. Bi~ Timm Special WINONA LAKE. Ind.. July 14. Presentation of "The Mikado,” famous comic opera, Fill be the outstanding feature of the program for the th'rd week of the Winona Chautauqua, which started Sunday. The opera, directed by G. Magnus Schultz of Chicago, will be presented by a cast of capable musicians, Including many from other cities who are spending the summer here. *

—By Edgar Rice Burroughs

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