The Waterbury Democrat., 1931-05-28
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 BERYL BORDEN, secretly in love with TOMMY WILSON, discovers that he Is planning to eI0pe with her hplf-sister, IRENE EVERETT, and ktdnaps him with the assistance of her "gang''. She urges him to stny in college and not brcak the heart Of the aunt who Is financing him. Failing to convince him, Beryl lets Tommy return to Ircnc who enraged at tho delay, refuses to listen and postpOnes the eIopemcnt.
 Later Tommy goes fishing and finds Beryl and her gang on the beach. One of the boys is carried out by the tide and Tommy helps Beryl to rescue him. She finds 1t hard to bear the reproaches of his mother and the sneers of her jealous sister.
 When Tommy again bcgs Irene to marry him she refuses, saying it might spoil her career, and informs him that she is to have radio audi ton. She promises to take BeryE to the studio if she will wash her blouse, but after the work is finished asks their mother to keep Beryl home. However, BeryI forces Irene to her bargain, and goes to the stu. diO little dreaming what the advcn- ture has i'm store for her.
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 CHAPTER x.
 The anteroom in which Beryl waited was more in the nature of a central hall at the top floor of a spire-like building than mere pert of a suite. Through the many doors people came and went in varying degrees of preoccupation. But all seemed to have one thing in common-an utter obliviousness to her.
 She sat quietly withdrawn in handsome but uncomfortable chair and watched them with keen inter- est, particularly the gorgeous woman who came in with her chauffeur, the latetr carrying pet dog. and a maid as Gallic as Paris.
 In a few minutes the maid re- door opposite where Beryl was sit- ting. She was careless in closing the door behind her and Beryl could see, thruogh the crack she left, the remarkable quickness with which she extracted a cigaret case from pocket in her smart black uniform, drew out cigaret and applied a match to it. She puffed it greedily and Beryl guessed that the indulgence was stolen pleas ure.
 Then, after the maid had crushed out the burning end of an ash tray, Beryl saw her hold the cigaret case to her mouth in the manner of one using a throat spray, Hurriedly thrusting it back into her pocket she came out of the room, leaving the door wide open behind her, and went to rejoin her mistress.
 The room exposed to Beryl's view was dainty sitting room. Shs was charmed by it and decided to have closer look at It's perfec- ton. But she'd never seen any thing like it before and admitted she'd need postgraduate course in interior decorating ever to think of doing one similar.
 From the white and gold mantel she turned to small Florentine piano and found herself unable to resist the desire to run her fingers strument delighted her. She sat down on the rose and blue striped cushion of the bench and began to play very softly. But the music she wanted. the romantic music of long ago, was not at her command.
 She was not an accomplished pianist-having had neither time nor money to develop her talent so she turned to playing the things she knew-the chords and runs of her song accompaniment. This set hey to singing but she had not for gotten entirely where she was and that she might disturb someone if she made any "noise," as her musi- cal efforts were called at home. So she smothered her voice and sang in a velvety monotone.
 Always, when she sang con- sciously, she sang to an audience. Mostly 1t was an audience of one her father as her fancy pictured him. He'd have liked her music, she thought and just for him shed learned a tender ditty or two. Now she sang them with her head on one side and a dreamy light in her soft gray eyes.
 Presently the dreamy light faded in tears but she sang on, her voice bit choked, yet vibrant with the wish in her heartLthe wish 10 nave kuOWu uSI AabhCi. AhSAS was loneliness in it too-the loneli- ness of one who walks alone.
 When she stopped, her hands re- mained poised over the keys and she stared away into space beyond the silk lined walls of the room into the smiling face of her father.
 "You liked it?' she asked, and was startled to hear voice behind her say. "Very much"
 She turned in 9 flash and the newcomer wondered at her sur prise, since, he believed, she had just addressed him.
 "Oh," Beryl stammered, I'm sorry.'
 'Sorry for what, pray? For some of the loveliest sounds ever heard hereabouts?''
 Beryl's confusion left her and she stared at the man with a cold ness that dared him to bait her further.
 "I mean it." he said quietly. But I was nasty for you may be look ing for a job"