Vashon Island news-record. [volume] (Vashon, Wash.) 1919-1954, 1932-01-28

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"Ohl Yoa wouldn't understand. II
doesn't mnttcr, Tint part. The point
is, she turned into tremendous
beauty. II was very much remarked,
Of course. He sold that formula to
the biggest specialist In Paris and got
enough to set up little laboratory
and do nothing but consultations. He
was always Interested In explosives,
and the conltars, you know, are all"
Ynwns stopped him.
$50 then White met her, and she
finished him Mt first sight. He came
10 the school to see some friends
child, believe. She came straight to
the professor and offered him five thou
sand n year to work In New York
and take cnre Of her. OF course no
accepted. Whit does he care where
he worksf He took me on as assist
ant, and he's made a great name for
himself among the chemists and In.
ventors, the professor has. She's his
only patient, you know. Not only did
he promise her but he doesn't want to
touch that sort Of thing, Of course. We
have nil we cnn do"
He paused, and turning to a little
electrical grill. lifted coffee pot
from It and poured himself a cup,
handing another to his guest.
"Now-where was r? Oh, yes. Some.
things been happening to her. We
think now It was taking the cure at
White Sulphur, maybe. She wanted to
lose some weight And she admits
that she went on one of those terrible
diets the women read In little books
you know? Awful. Anyway,
there's no doubt that the hair lost
luster and her skin got queer color.
He changed her diet and strengthened
the formula a little (he's always had
a special one for her--the trade never
had it) and she looked little better,
but the hair got streaked and yellow
looking. He could cover that up, Of
course, but naturally she was getting
worried.
"Iast Wednesday there wns gray.
ish tlnge to It, she thought, more a
sort Of shadow than n color, she ex.
pressed 1t, and she lost her nerve and
dashed over to our place and read
him the riot act. He's told her often
and often that she must be calm and
keep everything In equilibrium as
he calls 1t. He swears the mind has a
great deal to do with the way the hair
takes his formulas, you know, the pro-
fessor does. Always has Well, l
wasn't there, but feel assured that
she got him pretty ratified, himself.
Anyway, he told her he would give It a
light bleach, IL she wished, and refresh
the whole thing all over again. He
explained that It couldn't be abso.
lutely guaranteed, but that he was
reasonably sure Of It. She was very
anxious to try 1t, and he did 1t In the
little inside laboratory we have there.
It's nervous Job, you know-a seven.
teen volume bleach, and the tint and
the rinse Just 50 many minutes apart
You can't take any chances."
4 He took another cup Of coffee.
| 1.-THE water was pulled Oft" he wen
on in lowered voice. Somewhere
In the building they began to use 1t
you see, and there's never enough pres
sure In those old places. The whole
thing hung fire. He was nearly crazy
| the color setting every second. Il
was almost auburn, he says, and hi
couldn't rinse fast enough, and he
didn't dare show It to her. So he die
something he's often and often dont
on test hair-artifcial-and sprayed
on 4 very light bleach Of his own tina,
nobody has. Do you know anything
about permanganates?"
"Nothing," said Motherwell.
II suppose not. It doesn't matter
He sprayed It and put her under the
rinse-and 1t turned light emerald
green in eight secondsl God knows
how. She tainted and he had hare
time with her. Must have. He was
all alone. OF course he had to gel
her out here-and there is where hi
lost his head. If only had been there
surely, as told him. there were
ways she could have called hel
husband by telephone, and said some
thing-anythlng! He ought to have
realized--but he was nearly crazy. He
came right out with the truth, yor
see, and blurted out that 1t was un
likely he could do anything. That was
fatal. But he said 1t was creeping
down her forehead-as II her blood
he said, was green-my Cdr
He drank again, thlrstily.
II tell you, that id color will moi
changed" he cried, his voice on edge
"There's nothing to do"
'But, heavens and EARTH" Mother
well burst In, ''aren't there such things
as wigs7 You could"
"Excuse me, but I can't argue with
you" Schaffner began irritably. 81
must ask you to believe that every
possibility, every shade Of posi-
billty-"
He stopped, swallowed hard, ant
controlled himself.