Perth Amboy evening news., 1922-05-23

alone Il think-about you"
Lucinda stood up. a vancouver
that lifted Summerlad unwillingly
out of his chair.
I've tried to kiss, you
Linda 49,"
And won't. 1 know. till 1 want
you to-"
"Confound you! That's what 7 get
for giving you an opening to put me
on my honor"
Don't go before you've answered
my question about these unlucky
women"
I'm sure 1 don't know. You can't
turn Linda Lee. Inc. into a refuge
for misguided females"
There's one girl in especial I'm
worried about, Lynn. She seems so
ill and wretched. And even so. she's
pretty"
What's her name?"
miss Marquis-Nelly Marquis, l
think she said"
Summerlad had just then opened
his cigaret case. After a thoughtful
paused he shut 1t with a snap, neg
lecting to help himself to a cigaret.
and replaced it in his pocket. Then,
becoming sensible of the query in
Lucinda's attitude, he asked in a
dull voice: What name did you
say?"
know herr"
II know a good deal about her.
Rather a bad lot, I'm afraid. Look
here. Linda: / wish you'd drop her"
Don't be stupid, Lynn"
I'm not. l mean it. L can't very
well tell you what 1 know, but l do
hope you'll take my word for it and
cut this woman out. She's really not
the sort you can afford to get mixed
up with"
You're sure, Lynn? You really
want me to understand she is-what
you're trying to avoid saying?"
"Yes-and more. I'm in earnest.
Linda. 1 think you might trust me.
After all, L ought to know my way
about Hollywood, I've lived in it
long enough"
"Of course, / trust in you, Lynn.
I'm sorry, though. L felt so sorry for
her, she didn't seem one of the
usual Sort"
she isn't" Summerlad gave a
curt, meaning laugh. But you said
you wanted to get rid of me. and l
think I'd better go before the old
curiosity gets in it's fine work and
you ask me questions l wouldn't
care to answer"
He possessed himself of Lucinda's
hands again and kissed them while
she looked on with lenient eyes,
more than half in love already. Why,
then, must she persist in hanging
fire with him? Was it merely crude,
primordial instinct prompting her to
withstand the male till his will pre-
vailed? Or was there something
wanting in the man, some lack di-
vined by a sense in her subtle,
anonymous, and inarticulate?
Infinitely perplexed. Lucinda lin
gered on where Summerlad had left
her.
The engine roared as his car
swung down the drive, then changed
it's tune to a thick drone as it took
the boulevard, heading away for
Beverly Hills.
Impossible to understand herself.
to read her Owl heart, make up her
mind ...
A thin trickle of sound violated
the m~id-evening hush, a broken and
gusty beating of stifled sobs that
for a time she heard without atten-
ton. then of a sudden identified.
Entering through the french win
dow and kneeling, Lucinda touched
gently the shoulder of the stricken
woman. please" she begged. Can
I do anything"
In a convulsive tremor the wom-
an choked off her sobs and lifted
her face to stare ~vacantly. Enough
light seeped in from the street to
reveal the features of Nelly Mar
quis.
Her voice broke huskily on the
darkness: ''Who are you?"
Miss Lee-Linda Lee. Can't 1 do
something"
With startling fury the girl struck
aside Lucinda's hand and at the
same time flung herself back and
away.
mo-" she cried thickly. mo. no.
no! Not you! Go away-please go!"
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