The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-08-04
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nicf' stc gTi Has just escaped from m unpicasau experience. H. hne had been present during \ sicakcnsy brawI where man was shct. SHANE McDERMID, young police officer, comes to Infin Island tO tell Lianc the man will live.
 At MURIEL LADD'S house. N. ane meets q mysterious stfmngcy sne has seen once before. He is VAN ROBARD and Cass. hearing i'is name. bcgs Lanc never to sec liim again. MuricI. q dcbutantc, ihs another suitor. CHUCK DIES. MOND, reporter. One night MRS LADD dispatches Van after tite pair, believing they have ci0ped. He takes Lianc with him. Later siic hears gossip about Van and Mrs Ladd and is crushed.
 hamc goes stay with the wealthy CLEESpACG1iS In the fhH. She likes CLIVE CLEES- PAUGH, who does not get on witI, his mother. News comes Of Mu. ricIs engagement to Van RObard. The same day Lianc learns of her mothers Illness in q Philadelphia hospital. Cass nearly dies hut is Finally nurscd back to life. Mrs ClccspaugI insists on her rctnrn- Ing to Willow Stream to con ynicscc. Give asks Liane 10 mar ry him and although she Is nt First offended at the idea of a Innr- riagc of convenience she accepts. partly to provide her mother com forts.
 Later Give offers to rcIclsc LIanc from thIs promise but she refuses. FANNY INHIBITION and TRESSA LORD, old friends of Mrs Clccspaugh, arrive as house guests. Trcssa is rude to Lianc. NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XIX.
 Liane stood outside the door for q moment, catching her breath She cIenched and unclenched her small hands "I hate her." she said to herself. "Oh. hate herr"
 She had said no to CliVc's pro posal that they announce their en- gagement before the arrival of Misa Lord and her sister. Now she wished she hadn't. That would have given her at least a sort of standing. It would have been a protection against snubs.
 She went into her mothers room now and shut the door softly be- hind her. Cass was sleeping. The shadows under her eyes had al- most disa ppenrcd. I.ianc had a sudden wild desire to snatch her up, 10 dash back to the shabby little flat in West 6Sth street where they had been 20 poverty -strick- on and oftentimes so happy. But she knew that she couldn't do thst. No, she must go through win this prepostcrOus agreement. Shs had given her word and she must keep it.
 "Who does that LIane girl look like?" Fanny Ambcrton was saying aa she brushed her short black hair and pressed the wave In with skh1fuI fingers.
 "Don't know" Tressa answered shortly. Like no one 1 know. WhyY"
 It's rather perplexing." unused her sister. wriggling into black net frock. "I could swear I've talked to hcr--known her before. But of course It's nonsense. She's little more than child"
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 "Ninetcen," Trcssa said and laughed shortly. "A highly im- probable age!'
 "My dear." murmurcd Fanny An .bcrton significantly, "do you realize Give will be 25 soon after the frpt of the yrar|'
 w do." There was something unpleasant about Trcssas brief laurh.
 Fanny made up her lips meticu- lously. Hen have--well. mil- lions!" she said.
 Trcssn stood in the doorway of the bath which connected the two rooms the sisters occupied. She wrapped a citron colorcd negligec sheer and tight and dripping crenm -colored Incc. tightly around her. Her silver blond hair. adroitiy shinglcd, glistcncd agn 'nst tho background of raspberry t,"s,
 Fanny exclaimed artlesply. My dear, you're like somcth'nc In the co'yred advertising pages."
 Trcssa glanced ait herself In the long mirror of the door. "Th's rag ia rather good." she observed. Her long -Inshcd green cvrs h"d the sleepy look Of the well fod rnt. she Iauehed ngnin. "Mur get some others like it for my trous- scn,I."
 Fanny looked arch. "Mv d"nr. 1 hone it won't bc long now
 Trcrsns smile wns confident. Don't worry. old thing t''l sn"c- lv null IL off th'a time Sh" dhh- bled the Hiopner of th" Chanel hot tie opninst her pink -l"h"d COO,
 "III get in scmo good york toe night" she poid. "WhV ever doesn't Evn have q propcrl" trained F"ench mn'd 10 turn over to ua? wouldn't dave ask one of those colio"ns to hook me ur' They'd he airc to tnr"'c th"'r h'S fingers In tn" lnce and rip it to bits"
 "Im simply no good at it either" F"nny Am'cron an- nounced flntly. "Crli 'h"t pi'1 and have hoy look ycu un.'
 4 look of pure mol'c' "nm" inf" Trensn's eyes. You do have m inspiration ooca"'ona'1y, f'rlin", she drawled. prcsaing a button. "' will he the perfect touch. Tn'"Ss the young woman turns mnl'"h'
 She stood there in s'ncl" hri"f garment of chiffon and bnnd rrn lace aa Eileen answered. Tho m"'H stared frrnkly nt the bcnnt'ful 0g- ure in the chem'sc. "Serd Mss Barrett to mo. fhnfs 2 good g'", Tressn Anid liVhtjv. "At once. tfs rather important"
 When L'nnc arrived Trcsro hnd slipped the exquisite beige lace frock over her hend and sf"o" cycing it's artful slmp'Ic't' tho manner in which it pr'aoncd her curves and flowed awny Into lncs of sheer innocence.
 "Oh, MIsr Barrett, do hook mo up. won't youY' Treasa asked In drnwling voice.
 "ccrtainlv." With dignity Liane
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