New Britain herald., 1930-09-08

ed. oQe Knew ludl Sue Woulu leel better if Hurley was there; it would be so much better than having Sloan's skeptical eyes alone upon her.
 So she told him that she well comed him, and throughout their meal Fred Hurley chatted pleasant ly and told her amusing stories, and he succeeded in taking her mind off the forthcoming trial while she ate.
 "Just remember he told her when they parted Anne to put on her makeup - that Garry Sloan's human like the rest of us. You needn't be afraid of him, Anne"
 Midafternoon found her and Sloan on one of the stages. The director sat quietly by while she read the manuscript he had placed in her hands and a crew made ready the sound-recording appa- ratus. He had let her choose one of the scenes that Rorimer had recommended the afternoon before, had even approved her choice of It by telling her it was what he would have had her do.
 And he had looked at her with something like respect in his eyes, for the scene was difficult one, and one lacking in courage, or In confidence, or both, would have hesitated to choose it.
 Fred Hurley sauntered on the scene short while later, and as he sat down Sloan and one of the crew exchanged looks and the di- rector nodded. Presently the si- fence call sounded.
 Garry Sloan looked at Anne. Ready" he asked, and she rose and handed the manuscript back to him and faintly smiled.
 "All right" Sloan held up hand. Remember, Anne; you come on just as they're taking Michael away"
 Sloan, consciously or not, had called her by her first name. Anne wondered if he was aware of it.
 The scene was the one in which the unfortunate Michael, guilty of many crimes but charged now with one of which he was entirely ln- nocent accused Jenny. his girl of helping to frame" him. Her first reaction was utter bewilder- ment at his cruel accusation; then protest; and finally, when Michael had gone, complete despair.
 "Silence," A quick nod from Sloan. Anne stepped into the bril- liant light, and Sloan leaned for ward and watched her through eyes intently narrowed.
 Anne cried, Michael"
 eIsmso 9V pIGMol peAoW gus and then she suddenly checked her. self, and look of incomprehenslon and of hurt came into her eyes. Then she shook her head quickly, yehemently. No. Michael, no! How can you say that?'
 A little distance in back of Sloan sat Hurley Chin in hand, he hsten- cd as the girl voiced her dazed pro- test. Michael had gone now. Toward the door through which he presum- ably had passed Anne gazed with eyes bewildered and palned and frightened. She stood thus for some moment, then turned ana moved dazedly few steps ana dropped into a chair.
 Her lips were trembling; she plucked at them with her fingers. And then her hand moved uncer' tainly in front of her and she nressed it's fingers into a cruel clasp on her arm just below the shoulder.
 What good is life, anyway?' she said
 Sloan stirred He parked an order and Anne rose from her cnalr and came forward, wearing tlmid little smile.
 In front of him she paused. her eyes holding a /lestion. Sloan rose and said, Sit down here, ana ne nul,ed a chair close to his own.
 Anne, that was great he toid her softly. He glanced around to- ward Hurley. Wasn't she:' ne demanded.
 Hurley grinned. "I guess the It, tie girl surprised you, eh? We'll she surprised me too. You sure did, Anne. took me right off my feet
 She's got the nerve of bur glar," Sloan said proudly, taking Anne's hand in his own and hold ing it. Said she didn't want to rehearse. Just stepped up to the mike and let it go, Anne, you're all right We'll have a playback ! now and see what it sounds like"
 Hurley scratched his nose. "Thic