The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-08-28
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 LANE BARRETT, IS and beau. tiful, tries in vain to forget VAN ROBARD, wealthy polo player when his engagement is an- nounced to MURIEL LADD, popu- lar debutantc. Nanc's mother, CASS BARRETT, is an actress and it is during Cass' engage ment in stock at a fashionable Long Island summer colony that the Barrets meet MRS CLEES- PAUGH, wealthy widow. When Class goes on tour in the fall Idane becomes Mrs Cleespaugh's social secretary. CLINE CLEES- PAUGH, the widows only son, asks Liane to marry him. Give cannot inherit his fathers for tune unless he marries before he is 25. Lane accepts, agreeing the marriage is to be a matter of form only.
 Robard, whose moods are changcable, asks her to break the engagement and. Hane refuses. TRESSA LORD and her sister, MRS AMBERTON, come to visit the Clecspaughs and Trcssa, who wants to marry Give, begins to make trouble for Lianc. Tressa connivcs with gang of black mailers but a friendly police lieu tenant, SHANE McDERMID, inter- feres. Later Lianc is kidnapped to be held for ransom but is rescued by McDermid and Give.
 The wedding takes place on Christmas day and the couple de- part on a honeymoon in the south. News comes that Muriel I.add has eloped with CHUCK DESMOND, newspaper reporter. Give is al- ways kind but knowledge that Ro. bard is the man Lianc loves drives tho two into misunderstanding. After several weeks the couple re- turn north. Give dcvotcs himself to business and Iiane tries not to be bored by social duties. On a shopping trip she encounters Ro- bard. Fly rusc RObard persuades Liane to scOme to his apartment alone for tea. He begs her to go abroad with him. Give arrives and takes hane home. They quarrel. NOW co ON WITH THE STORY
 CHAPTER XL.
 Now that the bars were down, Liane rushed on, speaking reck- lessly. Wan wants me to go away with him." she declared.
 You didn't listen to him?" Give clenched his hands.
 II told him wouldn't. Oh, don't think me utterly bad. I'm not. Only when ho calls I feel l must go. It's like a spell"
 Furious anger smote Give. Desperately he sought the right move. Promise me you'll not do anything without consulting me-" he urged. "As a friend. Nothing moreI'
 She promised. She thought him a thoroughbred that night when. at the dinner party, he moved, spoke, laughed as if nothing had happened.
 old Mrs Williams, grande dame in black and silver, bent her head to them at parting. Be- hind her fan she whispered to Give but quite audibly. Such a charming child. We are all de- lighted with her."
 Liane flushed. What would all these people think if they knew? She felt ashamed. Through her mind ran this thought constantly, He sails on Tuesday. Perhaps I'll never see him again. What shall do?"
 She was sure no one had ever loved so deeply before. These tortures had been invented for her alone. The waiting for the sound of the telephone bell. the nasty riffling of letters. She tried ito remind herself of her duty. "I am Clive's wife," she repeated. At least I promised to be that to him."
 Her lips twisted at the irony If it. If only she had waited a title while! She had believed gohis marriage would put a barrier between her and Van forever. She had hoped and prayed the spell was broken. It had not been. Surely this madness must be one of those deathless loves of which she had read. Browning and his Elizabeth had loved that way. Heloise and Abelard. Romeo and Juliet.
 Monday found her desperate, OORkeu ny d ISbtlCSSiCbb "h''it would not let her go. Over the breakfast things she and Give spoke of casual matters. Both were uneasy.
 After he had gone she sat for a long time listless. The servants came and noiselessly set the place to rights. Her life ran on well oiled wheels, she reflected. There was nothing she needed to do. No one needed her-except pos- sibly Van. Give was utterly self sufficient. He had his horses and dogs in the country. He had the business now to absorb his
 Even her mother no longer needed her. Cass was happy, in- dependent, playing better than she had ever played before. She looked younger, less married.
 "I must see her." Liane decided on impulse. Hastily she dressed, arraying herself with care.
 Cass was just getting up when Liane arrived. The little apart ment looked comfortable and shabby. The lovely green brocade couch Liane had given her was a curious anomaly in the small, untidy room. Liane saw the familiar room with new eyes. eyes that had somehow grown critical.
 Cass entered. shrugging into her old red corduroy dressing gown. "I hate to wear that lovely padded thing you gave me around here, dear. It gets in such a mess" She apologiZed thus, carrying in the clipped tin tray with her breakfast. Have & cup"
 Liane drank some of the steam ing coffee. She felt steadier. She seemed to know now what 1t was