The Waterbury Democrat., 1932-07-06
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 Martin Hell, handsome young university graduate in engineer. ing, lost his tob following the merger of the plant where he was employed and became swim ming instructor at mountain lake resort. He had made O rec putation swimming for his Berlin Club. Several times . day Martin sent to inquire for a letter rec earding an invention he had perfected, Q cheay non-infiam. mable movie film. Frequently he went hungry for his earnings were only a third of a schiling for each lesson he gave to Herr BirndI's patrons.l Martin and May Lyssenhop, whose father was wealthy and who had twin sis. ter Carla, fell in love and be. came engaged. He was surprised to see Anika, a girl dancer of his student days, who was regis- tered at the principal hotel at Countess Czereny. The aristOcra- tic looking Count Czereny had been moving sabOut leaving string of unpaid hotel bills while evading arrest for selling. . mos tor car he bought on tnstalIments and defrauding money lender. Finally, he and Anika were To. cated, the count was arrested, and Anika fled to Martins bath. ing cabin living quarters during Q storm. She intended to wait there until time to escape on Q 4 a. m, train for Vienna, but May wondering why she had not seen Martin, went with Carla to look for him. She went back to the hotel when sch learned there was a. woman with him but Car. In who also loved Martin, listen. ed to his explanations and helped Anika to escape, taking her by automobile to another railroad station, unwatched by police.
 NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
 INsTALLMENT IS
 For three whole days it rained. The promenade was deserted. The bathing place was deserted. The smart visitors who stayed at the Big Petermann,' Herr Direktor Wu- cherpfennig for example, and Bob- by and the Lyssenhop family, they all stayed indoors and were tnvis- ible.
 Good. Martin went about whistl- ing. He behaved as ie the weather were fine and nothing at all the matter between him and May. once or twice during the day he left the bathing station. and strolled into the town. -
 "I'm going to have meal" he said to Herr Brindl. But he did mo- thing of the sort. He did not by any means go to have a meal. Oc- casionally he cooked himself ba- con and eggs on the spirit lamp. It was the post office he trudged to, and came back empty-handed. He fingered thoughtfully the real sil- yer medal which he had won for his record swim. He swan his fif- een-hundred-meter course, though tho lake was cold and rough. He took twenty-three minutes fifty eight seconds-this could not be called good time. Again he went to the post. Nothing. He stood in front of the Big Petermann and whistled. No result.
 He put good face on it and took some money out of his drawer. He laid hands on his sacred capi- tai and went into the Cafe Peter- mann, where on wet afternoons the visitors of the hotel usually con- gregated. May was not to- be seen. Martin drummed on the table ana whistled in tune to the little or- chcstra.
 "Hullo, Martin, happy as all that?" asked Carla as she passed by Martin paid and went to the post.
 u 1Aff 0 handed to him over the counter. It was an important-looking. regis tered letter, and his heart gave a bound as he signed for 1t. He tore open the envelope and read the let- ter while he stood in the entrance, pushed this way and that by people coming in and going out. First he went white, then green, then he flushed a dark red. He gulped sev- eral times, and then stuffed the let ter into his pocket and went straight across the square and back into his hut. When he got in he read the letter once more. It was a hateful, beastly letter, a rotten let ter through and through. Martin sat and stared. He threw himself on the small bed.
 A healthy man sleeps off 8 pain that is too violent to be borne. So Martin slept, and when he awoke, thought 1t was still bad, the worst of the agony seemed to have passed over. Martin looked for something to do. It was raining hard. He pulled off his shoes and began to patch and hammer a the worn soles. The Frauensee shingle was sharp and soon made an end of aL<o1 <.yoIxya cohf11ino ehnoS walking tour in them was not to be thought of. How crisscross and con trary everything was! Martin lock- ed about him with an expression of raging fury and good-humored de- spair. His eyes fell on his pajamas, which had had a large tear in the sleeve ever since Anika Pozwau- reks visit. He took up the coat and got out his little housewife. Then seating himself on the threshold near the dripping spont he began with an immense length of thread to stitch away and forget his trou- bles.
 May found him thus occupied, when, shortly after three o'clock she came strolling over the wet sand with a cigarette in her mouth and an air of exaggerated uncon- cern. Sn0 was WeaTluS u Iedtuer motoring coat and a leather motor- ing cap. The leather chin straps were unfastened and hanging loose, and she was sprinkled all over with drops of rain. She looked altered in a way that might have been due to late night and exposure to cold. Martin noticed this as she leaned against the door post beside him, her hands sunk in her large coat pockets. But he was obstinate and did not look up.
 Good afternoon, Martin"
 Good afternoon, May"
 Are you all right?"
 "Yes. thanks"
 Martin sewed on. May threw down her cigarette and trod on 1t. First she took a breath, then said: "I only came to tell you that our walking tour is off,"