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THE STORY: Baldy Brien, Broadway manager, barges in on a Canadian weekend party in search of his runaway star attraction, the singer Gay Randall. The guests know her as Fay Ransom, lovely Montreal socialite. Michael Mack and Nigel Monkhouse, both in love with Fay, view Baldy with alarm. Peggy Mack, | Michael's sister, has her own schemes with Baldy. Myra Mack is using her big-sister ingenuity to keep Peggy out of trouble. Ferdy Lorton, their-host, calmly awaits developments.

CHAPTER TEN

PEGGY DONNED her more mod- |

. est bathing suit and a beach robe and slipped into the morning air that cooled the balcony outside her room. She saw Fay on the balcony outside the next room. “Hullo,” she said, with much greater respect for Fay after the revelations of last night. “Coming for a dip before breakfast?” “Yes,” replied Fay. “Wait for me.”

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as they ran down the brown pine path to the lake, Throwing off their beach robes they ° plunged into crisply cold waters and swam at a brisk pace, A little later, they climbed out onto the wharf and ran to the boat-

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swim Suits and rubbed themselves briskly with rough towels. “My!” sald Peggy impulsively. “You're lovely.” Fay rubbed herself dry and picked up her beach robe. “I don't see that yeu have much to grumble at.” Peggy regarded her own figure in comparison and she was not displeased. They were djfferent but both slim and trim. “I think you're so lucky,” said Peggy, fishing with one toe for her sandals.

“Why?” asked Fay, knowing quite well what was in Peggy's mind. " “If I could only have a chance like yours, I certainly wouldn't come back here in a hurry.” Fay said nothing to that. It was an attitude shared by almost every girl who knew her. She was even uncertain herself whether she had done the right thing, What did she want, if not success? Of one thing she was sure, that if she had success she wanted more contral cover it and over the rewards 16 brought. ; : # » @ ONE THING was quite clear. If success meant being a puppet pulled by a hundred different strings and impoverished by a thousand different demands, then she preferred to find another kind of success or go without it. Peggy's next question came. you like Ferdy?” . “I think he’s a darling.” + “Not good-looking though. Definitely not. Neither is Nigel. “Do good looks mean so much in & man?” : Peggy had an immediate and definite reply to that. She adored her brother. “You bet, when they go With something else. Look at Mike, my brother.” “He is handsome,” admitted Fay. “He's more than thai. He's got something,” said Peggy, Then her enthusiasm carried her away and she began to talk about her brother in the way that younger and adoring sisters often do. i “He must be wonderful,” said Fay, a8 they slowly climbed the slope toward the smell af frying bacon that epme over the scent of pines, ‘Breakfast at Ferdy's cottage was & moving feast, The guests wan-

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veranda, “I've got a plan,” she announced.

Myra regarded her younger sister with suspicion. “Time is short,” said Peggy. “And we've got to move fast.” Myra’s apprehension deepened. She distrusted from experience the enthusiasms of her sister, “It's like this,” continued Peggy. “Mike is crazy about Fay.” “So is Nigel.” . “That's it,” said Peggy. “We've got to- help Mike. She thinks he is wonderful.” “Who does?’ asked Myra. “Fay Ransom?” “Yes,” said Peggy, stretching the fact into fiction, “She told me so herself.” Myra was doubtful but willing to listen. * Her sister had sore id ay “Now 1.propose you go Ferdy. “Ferdy’s already off, painting somewhere . . . and Fay has gone with him.” :

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