The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-07-27
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MRS CLEESPAUGH asks Nanc to stay with her as her companion in the fall. CHUCK DESMOND, newspaper reporter. takes Muricl dancing one night, and Mrs Ladd sends Robard after the pair think ing they have cloped. Lianc goes with Robard and he makes love to her. One nigth she courageous ly rcpcls robbers at the theatcr box office. Elsie tells IAane that Robard is attentive to MurieIs mother and the girl Is crushed.
 When Cass Is packing Jdanc discovers picture in her mothers trunk and is told 1t Is of Cass' dead sister, Lulsa. Cass is inystc- rious about her. Liane goes to stay with Mrs Clecspaugh and finds that Give and his mother do not get along.
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 CHAPTER XII
 The problem of Clive's attitude toward his mother remained for s the moment unsolved. Liane went dutifully to lunch with the old lady on the day of the fiareup. Outwardly there was no ruffling of the calm waters but the young girl sensed resentment so deep her patron could not bring herself to speak of 1t. And yet, Liane thought, Give had been in the right. His mother had spoken to him as if he were the veriest school-boy.
 "She's kind" reflected the young girl shrewdly, Out she must have her own way" Perhaps Give had been letting her have 1t for years in matters large and small and now, at 24, was coming to see that he could bear this state of affairs me-" thought Liane rather wistful- ly. "Im her guest, her protege, and naturally l must respect all to knuckle under and do exactly as she commands him--that would be shameful"
 Yes, Liane respected Give more now that she had seen him stand up' to his mother.
 If Mrs Cleespaugh's white head was held a trifle higher, if her tone that day. addressing the maids, grew sharper and more autocratic, her manner toward Li- ane at least was not affected.
 ~ like her but l see through her., too," thought Liane with af- fecuonate amusement. She was a. very proud old woman. She was what the girls at the convent had called "bossy'' Business gen. erallv went to the head. The more one's underlings submitted to dic- tates the more one ordered them around. That boys no fool" de- cided Liane, thinking of Clive, and wondered why Elsie had thought he was. "He has a. back bone..' She liked him the better for 1t.
 Lianc saw little of the young man. Occasionally she had a glimpse of Give in turtle-necked sweater, in stained and worn brown riding brooches, galloping down the lane of a soft Septem- Der morning. He would nod to her in a friendly yet distant man ner. swinging off his soft hat in saIutatlon. She would tramp through the fallen pine needles kicking the tiny. acorns with her sturdy brown shoes, thinking now fortunate she was to live in such a beautiful luxurious world, while her mother went wandering. h. ane was saving her money now. She was living quietly and de- murely. The hurly-burly, anus. ing life of town, of scrambled meals and hand me down frocks, became a sort of dim dream.
 Sometimes at night when she had gone to bed early and could not sleep she would shut her eyes to keep out the pictures that came to her. Shane McDermid. DIE in his blue uniform, his eyes snin- ing sternly at her. Van Robard Tn his dinner clothes, bending over her hand. No, she would not think of Van! She had heard Give say over the hall telephone one day, "Van? Oh. he's at Bur lingame I believe. 6e oacN about Christmas time" -.
 Nor did she catch glimpses ol Muriel any more. Mrs Cleespaueh thoroughly disapproved" on Mu- riel Ladd. - ..,.a Iiane in A shocked voice. "of her latest conquest? The gossip pa ners say she is that way about Curtis Blue. Such a charming person I thought him. What can he see in that hobblehoy? Muriel is an extremely indiscreet young woman and I disapprove of her."
 To hear the glib expressions or the scandal sheets on the correct tongue of Mrs Cleespaugh was disconcerting. Linne wanted to smile but dare not.
 he's--fascinating," she ven tured, anent the dashing Muriei
 "Oh, fascinating! Mrs Gees paugh's tone expressed nothing but sheer disgust. "I fall to see why that word should be applied to such a flibbertygibbet,"
 Then and only once Liane saw Muriel flash by in her streamline car. Her gypsy scarf had been dis' carded. She wore the more sober hut still dashing habiliments ol town. Little brown hat. Beautifui' Iv cut tweeds. A fur scarf, tne cost of which would have bought TJane Barrett shoes for five years Muriel threw a careless greeting al her erstwhile co-worker.
 "she's forgotten me-" Lian' thought with a little pain at hel heart. Liane wanted desperatcil someone who was young ane frivolous in whom to confide. Mu rieI obviously had no time for her
 q wonder" said Mrs Ciees paugh. suddenly one morning re suming the subject, what hal happened to that young newspapee mar,--wasn't his name Desmond whom. Muriel was supposed to b' so fond of? I hoard Adele Lads was terrified for fear they woult clone last summer. The girl n will-o'- -the-w -wisp. that's certain one would respect her more II ne affections were more permanen..
 IJane had wondered, too. abou chuck Desmond. OccasionallJ she saw the paper in which m LRoying Reviews" were printed us wrote with bright iron