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. By Elinore Cowan Stone CAST OF CHARACTERS ' JANET DWIGHT, heroire, She was engaged to handsome young architect LANCE BARSTOW, hers, Lance had .great dreams for the futur:. So did CYNTHIA CANTRELL, orhaned granddaughter of great-aunt Nary Cantrell. Still another dreamer was BARNEY McKNIGHT, rewspaperman, ‘But Barney was more th:n a dreamer,

Yesterday: As Barney d:ops Jauet off at her home, he asks hor about her stock and at something in his tone she senses a new fear. ra

CHAPTER FIVE

X THEN Janet entered the apartment, she found Aunt Mary

and Cynthia togefher ia the living room.

At something conspira iorial in the

faces they turned toward her as she went in, her sopping siioes making little squishy noises on ‘he polished floor, she laughed. ;

“What skulduggery ate you two

up to now?” she demanced. “Something else I'm not apposed to know? After all, whose wedding is this?” “Not at all” said th: old lady briskly. Since we shan be needing so much room after Jjou’re gone, I'm taking a smaller apartment next month.” i Something speciously cheerful in * the old lady's voice, and the hint of warning in the swift glance she cast toward her granddaughter arrested Janet's attention. i “Where are you gong?” she asked. : “I've been considering the Avalon.” “One of those chicken coops?” she cried. “But, Aunt Mary, you couldn’t stand being penned up there! i 2 2 8 HE looked about the charming room, with its high ceiling, its

— dignified vistas, its deep, rich rugs,

its books and gleaming mahogany. “It had occurred to me that you

and Lance might find room for some of the larger pieces until you have time to look around for just what you want... And in any event,” Aunt Mary finished tartly, “there are such institutions as storage vaults.” “You'd better not tempi me too far, Aunt Mary. It will be years before Lance and I could find anything as beautiful as some of your heirlooms.” “But you might as well put yourself in storage, too, as try to live in one of those two-by-four cells at the Avalon. You've always said you couldn’t breathe in small rooms. Cynthia spoke up sharply. “You might as well know the truth now as ever, Jan,” she said. “I told Grams you wouldn't like her keeping it from you.” “Cynthia,” old Mary Cantrell snapped, “I forbade you!” “Nonsense! ... The bottom has fallen out of Gram's trust company, Jan. They've cui dividends. She can’t afford this place ary longer.” It was a moment before Janet entirely understood. Then she cried, “I don’t care if she can’t. You're not going to moves one inch, Aunt Mary. Not while I have more than enough—" She had started to say, “Not while I have mors than enough for both of us.” 2 8 ” HEN she remembered. If she were to assiime the payments on the house, sh: was not at all sure that she. would have enough

left even to make up the difference in Aunt Mary’s rent. As Janet broke: off, she was miserably aware of Cynthia's specula- » tive glance. There was something uncannily intuitive about Cynthia. “Well, at any rate,” Janet finished desperately, “you’rz not going to do a thing until—but why, cf course! All we have to do is to. make a few very simple changes in the plans for - our house, and you: can have a separate apartment there for yourself, Aunt Mary.” “Not while I'm able to keep a tent over my head,” said Aunt Mary + Mary grimly, “do ! go to live in any other woman's house—not even yours, Janet . . . And how, may I ask, do you suggest that I dispose of your cousin?” “Why—" Janet faltered; then she rushed on with reckless abandon, “why, Cyn would come, too, of course.” “After making = few more ‘very

simple changes’ in Lance’s precious|

blueprint, I suppose?” Cynthia's eyes were wicked. “And wouldn't Lance just love setting up his married life as proprietor of a three-way

harem? No, my cear little cousin:|

The time seems to have come for Cynthia to give some thought to carrying out her own destiny.” heirlooms.

2 » &® tJ HE knelt to poke the wood fire with exaggeraied care. . When she had finished, she continued to stoop there, : Perhaps it was the flaring up of the fire that made her seem suddenly paler. She got up and strolled quite casually out of the room; and a moment later Janet heard her lazy voice laughing from the telephone in the hall beyond. “Still against eating dinner alone tonight? , . . Well, you win after all. Yes. I've changed my mind.” “Aunt Mary,” Janet said in a low tone, “what do you suppose - she meant? You know—about—” “Probably,” said Aunt Mary. Which was as near as Amat Mary often came to criticizing her granddaughter.

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“PY the way,” Mrs. Cantrell went ‘on, “the mail just. came. There's a mountain for you”... . . The telephone rang, and Cynthia, answering, called from the hall, Hing Bryant wants to speak to you, an” | er © Mr. Bryant, an old friend of Janet’s father, was the attorney who. had managed her modest fortune for her these last years.’ ° “Oh,” Mr. Bryant,” Janet said, “I was practically on my way to call you. I'm afraid I'll have to have a little extra money this month if I'm to go to the altar an honest woman.” On one: or two other occasions Mr. Bryant had cheerfully arranged advances for her, . “Why, I think it can be managed,” he said after a barely perceptible Janet hung up.

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of real estate my father left me.”

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“Please come back, Chuck!

I'm not gonna marry Clark Gable, honest —I just wanted to make you jealous.”

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