The tribune independent of Michigan. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1933-1935, 1934-04-14
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saying ia startled. cheerful tone
that did not betray her mood,
imagine seeing you here? What on
earth arc you doing in Lake Har-
bor?'
That's long story" he told
her as a flashing boyish smile dis
played perfect row OF white
teeth.
Gee but it's late" Sc remarkd.
CHANGING at the tiny sapphire
studded watch which had been .
most recent birthday gift from
Bob.
Wen make bed -tifne story OF
il then" Donald suggested eagerly,
Tonight at the Marquette"
Its a date" Lynne answered
gayly. as she remembered her
resolution TO grasp at happiness.
Mother will be glad to see
you" she continued. i've often
told her about you.
Where's that brother OF yours -
Donald 'queriyd, silently .adoring
her magnetic charms. How beauti-
full she had grown. She had al
ways been like that TO him. Yet
she was different. Suppose there
was somebody else and he was
merely making a slight intrusion
that didn't really matter Surely
she would fall for him. Hadn't she
loved him back there In college
days when they were both young
and carefree. Couldn't that love be-
revived. He intended 10 make q
fatal attempt
Roys spending the summer IN
Philadelphia with Uncle Frank.
Lynne said, pulling on her white
mesh gloves
I'm sorry TO be leaving. but I'm
due at the Office in ten minutes.
She continued. as she arose to
leave.
"I'll accompany you if you don't
mind Donald said, half-question-
ingly.
But YOU haven't lunched vet.
Lynne reminded him
III have plenty OF time for
that" he smiled reassuringly.
Later he tucked her into his neat
little coupe and In an instant they
sped along the quiet street that led
to her destination Somehow the
refined, Immediately dressed fig
ure at her side gave Lynne an in
conceivable assurance OF protec-
ton from the loneliness thai sh.
feared would overtake her Could
he help her gain the courage she
needed 10 face this cruel. bitter
world Bob had left her alone In
She could feel new hope budding
in her heart.
I'm the new specialist AT tn,
Elmwood Hospital" Donald told
her as they paused for the rush
ing traffic A coffee-colored Pack
ard came 10 a short stop at tn
curb opposite them. Lynne's hear
gave a quick leap as she caught
glimpse of a familiar profile sit
ting beside a woman whom she ia
mediately recognized as Agne
D'Orsay. wealthy night clu
torch singer.
Agnes D'Orsay smiled inviting
up at Bob Redden from the loun
ing couch on which she lay. in I
living room of her iuxurio
apartment on West Bouleva
Her beautiful languid figure v
clad In a gorgeous blhch tan
moldfng lines that enhanced
=, golden brown skin and the di
loveliness OF her face. She W,
G extremely black hair in "A gyI
= couture with large white gold ei
rings dangling from under 1t. II
enticing. magnetic beauty had |
, ways demanded love from the m
? she desired. Cruelty she led the
, on TO an end of bitter disappoin
ment IL was her game and 81
played il mercilessly.
You're wonderful Agnes" BC
said earnestly. impassioned by ii
nearness OF her lovliness. Blind
he kissed her as II in daze
dream that would vanish any m,
ment. leaving him with empt
arms.
Are you happy darling?" sh
said, when he released her froI
his ardent embrace.
And grateful too" he answered
gently caressing her with eye
that spoke of a mad love that wa
burning in his heart for this beau
tiful creature. He had neve
known anything like 1t. So fer,
and passionate. His love for Lynn
had been something real and pur
and untouched by the madness
that intoxicated him now. Was h
merely another man In Agnes life
Did she care how he felt? Some
how a vision OF a lovely wisp OF
girl whose character was unblem
ished by the stains OF misspen
life flashed before him. He imagin
ed he caught a Whit OF a strange
ly sweet perfume OF that girl