The Waterbury Democrat., 1933-11-21

- mi. ana BOB WESTON,
on o. q New York millionaire,
meet IN Memphis and fan I'm love
IIIRY become estEnnged through
IRE SCREENING OF BARBARA
COURTNEY, . popular society
SRI, Who Il trying 70 win Bob for
Eerse7f.
Joan goes 20 New York to
Denrch for PAT, her younger
sister, who has run away after
an unhappy love affair. Joan Is
hired as q masked singer nc q
night club. Believing Bob is lost
% her. she becomes engaged TO
BARNEY BLAKE, owner Of the
might club.
Pat reappears and becomes
Barneyss secretary. It Is not long
before he realizes he loves her
instead OF Joan. joan sings ut q
fashionable entertainment and
discovers she Is I'm BOb's home.
Bob recognizes her voice and
traces her TO the apartment she
and Pat share with Barney's
the name OF ssMrs Barney
Blake" ana Bob leaps to the con
cluslOn that Joan is living there
ns ssNErs Blake" He filings Joan
from him ;Ind rushes away.
Joan tells Barney OF her love
Tor Bob and learns that he loves
Pat.
CHAPTER xXxII
More than one driver cursed
Bob Weston freely as he swung the
gray roadster in and out of traffic.
Niraculously, through some mech
anical agility that had nothing
whatever to do with conscious eff
fort. Bob avoided each impending
collision. A dozen times he skirted
the edge OF disaster. Streets and in
tersections flashed by in orderly Sc
quence but he did not recognize
them. They were part Of a topsy-
turvy world, a scheme of things
suddenly gone utterly awry from
Bob's viewpoint.
Now he knew that, despite
doubts and disappointments, he
had always set Joan apart from
other women. Only to find that
she was common clay after all,
pitifully frail and humani
She was wearing a mask, ex-
plotted and glorified like some
cheap, Intriguing show girl. There
could be but one Interpretation of
Joan's presence in that luxurious
apartment. She was living there
rs Mrs Barney Blake.
Bob assured himself that he
would put her out of his life now,
utterly and completely. From now
one he and Joan would go their
separate ways. He would never
think of her again. The picture
of her as he had sen her a short
time ago-a little girl in simple
dress with her sweet, mobile
mouth and wide, blue eyes - he
would wipe from his memory for
ever.
But he could not forget the
way she had responded to his
kisses, the way she had whis-
pered, DO you love me. Bob?"
What could 1t mean except that
she was willing to cheat this
other man who had taken her SO
tar along her ambitious way?
Bob let himself into the great
hall Of his home and mounted the
stairs. A light was burning in his
slightly ajar. THAT you. Bob?"
his father called.
Yes, SIR"
The older man was propped up
in bed, pillows behind his back
and O book in his hand.
SORRY / dashed away in such
q hurry, Dad" Bob said.
ut was rahter hard on Barbara.
I suppose you had a reason,
though"
Il did. Or thought I did. Moth
ing in the world seemed quite SO
important"
The older man waited. Then
Bob went on, '"The masked sing
er was Joan Warning, Dad"
Joan Waring?"
''Don't you remember-the girl
you warned me against in Mem
p Eyes, I remeber," his father
said. shocked by the despair on
his sons face. perhaps 1 was
wrong, Bob. She is very beauti-
full and she has a lovely voice.
Perhaps was too hasty in my
Judgment"
Too f1asty! Bob could have
laughed. Instead he looked
steadily at his father, without an
swering. The bitterness in his
eyes was plain.
"Well, there's Barbara" his
father said, his voice. unusually
gantle. He was thinking that he
would have given great deal to
spare his tall, handsome son the
pain of establishment. "She's a
fine girl"
eyes. Barbara's. all right"
Bob said without enthusiasm.
After a moment he added, ut
would please you if I married her,
wouldn't it, Dad?"
I'D like to sc you happy and
settled. Young people are like
colts. Bob. Part breeding, part
being put through their PAGES
early. Barbara comes from
good family and she's had the
right training"
Il suppose that counts" Bob
said YEARLY. He added, "Well,
you win, Dad. Just give me lit
tie time won't you?"
''Of course. I've been thinking
ia like a little trip somewhere.
Perhaps to cruise to Havana. /
was looking over the yacht yester-
day and it's ready to sail on an
hours notice. How about coming
with me?"
"Glad to! When can we leave?"
''To-morrow afternoon. Does
that suit you?"
Perfectly. And - thanks,
His father was watching him
keenly. 1T didn't know this af-
fair with-Joan had gone so far"
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