The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-07-18
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LANE BARRETT, IS and bcau- tiful, goes to dinner with MOLLY GROWN, a neighbor, and two of MoIly's men friends. The two men quarrel and one is shot. Liane frantically sends note to her mother, CAss BARRETT, asking her to come at once. Due to the DERMID, the policeman in charge, releases the girl.
 Cass is rather faded actress employed fin q stock company. She and 1ane go to the theater and later that evening the girl encounters q handsome stranger who calls her by name. A few days later Cass and Liane go to Willow Stream, l.. l., where Cass has an engagement in small summer theatcr sponsored by the wealthy MRS CLEESPAUGH. II. ELSIE WINTER, ingenue, intro- duces Liane to CLIVE CLEES- PAUGH. Llane is employed to MURIEL LADD, society girl. Shane McDermid comes to tell Ldane that the man wounded in the gun fight will live. Liane is greatly relieved. Muriel Ladd in- yitcs Liane to a dinner party at her home and there the girl again meets the handsome stranger who spoke to her at the theater. His name is VAN ROBARD.
 Mrs Cleespaugh asks Class to let Liane stay with her in the fall. Cass promises to consider this, When Lianc returns from MuricPs party and tells Cass about meet ing Robard the mother behaves strangely and begs her to have nothing more to do with the man. Liane promises with reluctance. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER V
 IIane stood in the wings. Her mother was just coming off the stage, rather triumphant after her bout with those impudent lines from Congreve.
 Nerve they have - putting on this stuff" fumed Elsie, settling a pancake hat on her curled wig. Its supposed to be awfully funny but l think it's tcrriblc!"
 Liane said innocently that some of the play had seemed amusing but that for the most part she thought it was rather dull.
 "Oh, you wouldn't know what 1t was all about anyway" Thus FL sic, In disgust. She hounced on and Liane went around to the front to her station In the box office.
 The second act was nearly over. There was only a bare chance that some latecomer might arrive, de- manding tickets. Liane crcpt through the Hardened house to the tune of well-bred laughter from the subscribers as the bon mots were tossed over the footlights. The lobby with it's modernistic ZigZags of silver on a slate blue background it's astonishing mural showing Circe among her swine, made her catch her breath as usual. It was such q, bold riot of color and design. She took her place demurley behind the gilGed bars and fell to sorting stubs with an idle hand. Lianc was in q. dream, bcring the party of the night before. Van Robard bend ing over her hand. Ills dark eyes ..... full on hers.
 No, she had said he meant noth- ing in her young life. But that was far from the truth. She had thrilled to the touch of him. His voice had stirred her in an odd, disturbing way. It wasn't go much what he had said as what he had left un- said.
 Murlel had cooed with stabbing note under her sweetness Made a killing, haven't you?" Lane had pretended not to know what she meant. She wanted to keep Muriefs friendship. Why, she was the only young thing Liane knew in all the length of Long Island. And Liane was lonely. She needed friends. Mother--Well, of course, mother was wonderful. But then she was so fearful that Liane wouldn't be properly guarded. protected. Liane wanted lifc-giddy, brimming life. She said to herself that maybe she was a bit tired of protection. Not that she wasn't grateful to Mother! Oh, no.
 She was Interrupted in her rev erie by a soft voice at the win dow. Liane looked up to see a strange man standing there, regard ing her fixedly. A lean man with q