The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-07-20
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 LANE BARRETT, IS, and beautiful, lives in n cramped New York apartment with her mother. CAss BARRETT, rather faded actress. One hot night Liane goes to dinner with MOLLY GROWN, q neighbor, and two of Moily's men friends. The two men quar. rel and one is shot. Hane, frantic, sends for her mother who arrives and convinccs SHANE McDER- MID, the young policeman in charge, that the girl is innocent or wrongdoing. That night at the theater where Cass appears Liane encounters Q handsome stranger who speaks her name.
 OasS receives an offer to play summer stock at . Long Island theater of which wealthy MRS CLEESPAUGH is . patron. Liane is to w0k in the box office, shar- ing duties with MURIEL LADD, pretty society girl. ELSIE MIN TER, tngcnue, introduces Liane to CLIVE CLEESPAUGH, son of the theater patron. Shane Me- Dermtd comes to tell Ldane the man wounded in the gun fire will recover.
 MurfcI Ladd invites Liane to her home and there the girl again meets the handsome stranger. His name Is VAN ROBARD. He takes Idane home. When Cass learns this she Is excited and makes ldane promise to have nothing more to do with him. Mrs Clees- paugh asks Cass to let Liane spend the winter with her and Cass promises to consider this. CHUCK DESMOND, newspaper man and admlrcr of Muriel, calls at the theater and he and Murfcl drive away. Van RObard declares they have eioped, and starts a0er the couple, taking Liane with him. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER VI
 Where's that girl? Where is she?" ragged Mrs Ladd, storming up and down the little Louis XVI sitting room. "Ipgrate, wretchw
 The words tumbled from her twisted scarlet mouth. Her long, 1eweied fingers wove in and out of the chain of glittering stones she wore, torturing 1t, threatening to tear 1t asunder. Liane stood in the doorway with Van Robard behind her, watching Mrs Ladd with a dread sort of fascination. Up and down she stormed, the petals of her leaf-green frock btllowing out | before her, her auburn hair, curled and crinkling like Bac- | chus locks, topping her tall figure | absurdly.
 When I'd warned her." she screamed, her breath coming now | in gasps. When I'd expressly for bidden-"
 She sat down abruptly in a pale ! gold chair. "Then, to come home unexpectedly tonight" she cried, fixing both people in the doorway | with that baffled, pallid glare, "to | find Grimes. all. dithering and | muttering about her having gone | off in the roadster with that feI- | low. No word to anyone, if you 1 please! Supposed to be at her | grandmother's, and no one there | knowing anything at all. Idiots, all | of them!"
 Van Robard advanced. We've secured the shore road" he told | HeT. WeV DeeH SteTyWHeTe. NO trace of the car"
 Mrs Ladd drummed on a marble | topped table with tipped l fingers. The emeralds on her l bosom flashed balefully as her breath came and went. "And it's | what? Half-past one?'
 Nearly that" Van corroborated solemnly, consulting his wrist | watch.
 "Oh. do something. Do some- thing!" the woman walled, collaps- ing suddenly. There must be something. Why can't I think what to do?"
 "The papers'll have it to-mor- ; row." she muttered, lifting her head again. "Nice, slimy mess they will make of 1t. And whats her father doing? That's what I'd like 10 know. oh, yes. if he'd spend bit of his time at home. instead