The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-12-07

 with him. She goes, as. Wyon, whom she does not know, writes that he was an associate of her former teacher, GUARVENIUS, re- gently killed in an auto accident. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XXVIII
 She dressed herself in deep black, the outward sign of her loyalty to the man who had failed her only in his death, and who had taught her everything she knew.
 She made the journey in a taxi, and found Linden Lane broad and busy thoroughfare which en- tirely belied it's name. The num- Der she sought proved to be in a handsome arcade.
 Tn the hall she met a liveried attendant, and showed him the let ter. He informed her that the writer's name was Wyon. He took her up o the third floor, and she saw all around her evidences of wealth and prosperity, such as deep pile carpets, much polished woodwork and plate glass, and gilded bronze fittings.
 On a mahogany door she saw small brass plate bearing the name "Richard S. Wyon." Going in, she found a large office tenanted by four clerks-two men and two very smart young women.
 Her injury produced an olde" man from an inner room, who dis appeared for moment, and then ushered her through two smaller fvaf< la lao d drnf lIt nisHed apartment that might have been a library but for maps of South Africa and the United States that hung on one of the walls, and some letter-filing cabinets and Stock Exchange ticker.
 A small, slenderly built man of about 60 rose from a huge desk and came toward her. Judy's gen. eral impression was that he was good looking in a rather effeminate way, and exceedingly well dresesd. He had small hands and feet, sleek gray hair, and thin, we'll shaped mouth which, when opened revealed a particularly white and faultless set of teeth. He wore a certain amount of very discreet jewelry, such as platinum cuff links set with small pearls.
 He had very kind smile. Judy noticed, as he held out his hand.
 "This is indeed charming of you. Miss Grant," he said. "I hardly ex- pected you to come so promptly"
 "I'd go anywhere to see a friend of M. .Guarvenius," Judy said. Did you really know him very well?'
 This was the only subject that interested her.
 T did not know him very inti- mately," Mir Wyon replied. He had a very pleasant, refined voice, and spoke with great emphasis and something of a dramatic effect. Later on, Judy noticed that he used his hands great deal, like for eigner. There was altogether something of the stage about the little man.
 But" he went on, II had great admiration for Vladimir Guarven- jus, and the most complete confi- dence in his judgment. That is why l asked you to come here, my deaI young lady. I wanted to talk tc you about your future"
 Judy started. Somehow this was the last thing she had expected She had come with the idea in hei generous heart of talking about hei late master with a friend of his, O. telling all his goodness to her, anc then going away again. She would have poured out her soul to thu variest stranger about Guarvenius "Oh!" she said rather sharply. U. don't think there's much to tall about; but how did you hear abou me? Was it from M. Guarvenius? 2 "He did mentoin you, of course. answered MT Wyon; "but l hay heard more about you from Mad anne Flomena, who is also frien' Of mine."
 "Oh, she's been awfully kind! exclaimed the girl, understanding now that this funny, rather dried up little man was the kind of per son who likes to mix with the ar tistic world.
 "She thinks very highly of you Miss Grant" he said emphati cally. And now let me come t the point. I understand that vol have no private means. and tha Guarvenius was going to arrang for your debut. His sad death mus have made a difference to you"
 "Of course it did-all the diff ference in the world!"
 lnOuBH dIil COhNAhSCu thei your own prospects were the las thing you thought of, Miss Grant Now, l am business man, and thi is a business proposition"
 "Stop a moment" she inter rupted. "Who gave you my ad dress? Your letter was forwarded from my old address, where l use' to live" - oo,,,., ,,o,, address for me-" MT Wyon ex plained. "She was also a pupil o Guarvenius, and she got it, think from a lady named Miss Jenks."
 Judy was on her guard to a cer tain extent, although the man in spired her with confidence.
 "As I say it is purely a bushes proposition" said MT Wyon, re garding her wiht his ingriatinl smile. "I have theater, Mis- ,Grant--the Monopole. l do not ex .actly own it, but l have a large in 'terest in it-a controlling interest I may say. Now, am prepared t undertake what my friend Guar ,venius was going to do-to arrang for your debut at my theater, am to provide you with everything tha is necessary, exactly as he woul' have done."
 But you don't know anythinl about mel" she cried.
 'I have perfect confidence Il Guarvenius' judgement"
 Are you very Irish? And wha is your business?"
 Mr Wyon smiled his delicat smile.
 "I am interested in severa things" he answered. "Dlamondt for one. and oil and coal. l don call myself rich, exactly; but vol can trust me to carry out what propose"
 "f suppose I'm rude," Judy said ''but this is q surprise. I don't knos yeu from Adam. Why should vol want 10 do this for mel"
 "i have teh you. my dear younI