Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1931-06-29

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BEGIN HERE TODAY
LANE BARRETT, Is and beau
tiful. goes 90 dinner with MOLLY
CRONTN, a n~eighbor. and two of
MoIly's men friends. The two men
quarrel N one In shot. Lame
frnnticnlly sends n note Tn her
mother. CASs BARRETT. asking
her TO come nj once. Due 10 the
mothers pleading SHANE Me-
rERMID, the policeman On charge.
releases the girl.
Cnss fs n rather faded actress
employed In a stock
She and Lame go 20 the theater
md later that evening the girl
encounters n handsome
who calls her by name. A few
days later Cass and Lame "a 20
willow Stream. l.. L. where Cass
has mn engagemenr fn n ANAL
summer theater sponsored by the
wealthy II CLEESPAUGH.
ELSIE MINTER. inEenue. intro
PAUGH. Lame o. employed 20
share box ONCE duties with
MURIEL LADD. N society girl.
shane McDermid comes 60 tell
Lane that the man wounded In
the gun fight will live. Lame g.
greatly relieved. Muriel Ladd In
vttes Lame 60 n dinner party nc
her HON and there the girl again
meets the handsome stranger who
spoke 60 her nc the thcntcr. His
name In VAN ROBARD.
Mrs. Clecxpaugh nxk% Ca~~ 90
Iet Lame stay with her in the fall.
lass promises 20 consider this.
When Lame returns from MurIeI's
party md tells Cass about meet
ing Obn the mother behaves
strangely and beGM her 10 have
nothing more Co do with the man.
Lame promises with reluctance.
NOW GO on WITH THE STORY
CHAPTER v
Il lane stood In the wings. Her
mother was just coming of the
stage. rather triumphant after her
bout with those impudent lines
from Congreve.
The second act was nearly over
There was only a bare chance that
some latecomer might arrive. de-
handing tickets. Lame crept
through the darkened house 10 the
tune OF well-bred laughter from the
subscribers as the bon mots we're
tossed over the footlights. The
lobby with its modernistic ziczags
OF silver on a slate-blue background.
its astonishing mural showing Gree
among her swine. made her catch
her breath as usual. II was such a
bold riot OF color and design. She
took her place demurely behind the
gilded bars and fell to sorting stubs
with an idle hand. Lame was In a
dream. remembering the party OF
the night before, Van Robard bend
ing over her hand. His dark eyes
.. full on hers.
CHE was interrupted In her rev.
erie by a soft voice at the win
dow. Lame looked up TO see a
strange man standing there. regard
Ing her fixedly. A lean man with 4
soft gray nat pulled well down over
his eyes.
Too late for the fun?" he asked.
Il really don't think 10 would be
worth your while coming in so
Late" LANE told him. "How about
tickets for tomorrow night?"
I've come all the way from
town. To do a review for The
sphere the lean man amplitied.
Give me one in the rear, there's
a good girl. ! can get some Of ID,
anyway"
"You have credentials?" Lame
asked. grown up and important.
The lean young man looked family
amused. He pulled from his pocket
a soiled and battered police card
which gave his name as Charles
Desmond.
"All right. Mr.. Desmond" Lame
punched a blue ticket with due so
lemnity and handed it to him. Then
she locked up the cage. opened the
front door cautiously and showed
him TO a seat. Muriel was off duty
tonight so Lame was doubling for
her.
Thanks" The young man set
tied down in a bazy posture. AS
Lame fled back she had an impress
sion Of long legs, a shabby gray
suit which somehow suited the