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The Washington times., 1935-02-23

he-hated me than to fear that he
might still be caring-aud so Is
unable to work."
do you mean that, sharlene,
or are you just talking?
She turned her dark, earnest
eyes on him and clasped his hand.
"Oh, Lucien, you don't know what
it would mean to mel"
"It's pretty stiff medicine, but
well, here's what he told me. He
said Sharlene had died and lett
him on a ship that passed in the
sunset"
"Yes?" she broke the pause that
followed. That's true, I guess.
Go on"
"He said he remembered that
sharlene with great love-but
that he hated the sharlene Of the
later months"
"Hated?"
"He Said-hated. And that he
was glad he had got rid Of that
feeling and now was merely indif.
ferent."
She was silent q long time IT
deserve it," she said briefly at
last. But can he work now?"
Eyes, he's all right now. Go and
see a picture Of his that's to be
hung in Las Palmas del Rey Gal
lery, this coming week. That'll
convince you."
THANK you, Lucien. You've
been brutal but kind surgeon"
"You asked for It'll"
Eyes and I'm relieved. I don't
feel so guilty about my own deep
happiness. Shall we 60 in?"
Julie was just thinking that she
would scream If she had to listen
to these high.brows any longer,
when Kent hurried UP.
Here! Herel" he interfered
laughingly. "You fellows are vast
ing a divine opportunity! You
mustn't talk shop to her. She's
marvellous at the better art Of
flirting!" He bore her off to an.
other room where he could have
her to himself. And
Vulnerable
"Oh, Mr.. Damerell!" she sighed,
rolling her big eyes at him and
heaving her white shoulders en-.
trancingly with the force Of her
sigh, "you were more than kind to
rescue me-"
Julie thrust out Q tiny foot in
its absurd slipper where he could
not fail to see it. "Oh, dear" she
murmured plaintively, II some
times wish I were big-like your
wife. She's 50 handSome-and
commanding. You know what !
mean. Shell make a grand
dowager in a few years.
"You know" he said softly, lean.
ing closer, 1--WE looked at millions
Of pictures lately, and I think
you've got the best technique Of
any girl on the screen-in love
scenes"
do your" she murmured. "Well,
I've had a lot Of practice"
Some Of the actors I have to
kiss" she confided childishly, ARE
just horridl Then I think Of
someone I love terribly to kiss and
so I get away with the scene"
II see. Some one particular
mani"
She flashed a provocative look
at him and lowered her lashes
quickly.
Wouldn't you love to know"
she said tantan1ingly.
Dance music drifted in from a
balcony. Some Of the other guests
were dancing in the other rooms.
Kent got up and held his arms
out silently to Julie. She melted
into them and they began to sway
rhythmically together in the space
between the bookcases. After q
while he held her closer.
you're so little," he whispered.
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NOW READ ON

The estwhe decorous hush Of the andrng drawing
had given way strange voices issuing from
behind silver which pulled down front Of the
italian marble fireplace Kent Damere had had protector
put in and had hired boy to be hand at all times to
it. He had motion pictures old and new sent from
the exchanges and he and his brother Leigh the eyes
men" he had already put salary looked at them all day
and often at night.
Watching the trend Of the stoes checking on the
the public liked selecting and tabulatng impressions Of
actors listening to weltraned writer's and directors and
technicans dissatisfied unemployed 1t colossal
Job Kent had undertaken
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"and light. I hardly know I've
got YOU"
sharlene came into the library
presently and stood for a minute
watching the slow, languorous, Sc
ductive performance of her hus-
band and la De Wore before they
saw her.
Sorry to interrupt" Mrs. Dam
erell said unruffled, "but the Love
joys are leaving early, Kent"
CHAPTER XXXIV
Julie turned to Kent and looked
up at him SWeetly.
80 sorry to have kept you from
your other guests-and your wife,
MIR. Damerell. Shall we return?
must be going soon myself"
mo, no. please don't co." begged
Kent. "1'll come right back and
we'll finish the dance, please?"
Sharlene had gone. Julie put her
hand in Kent's and smiled up at
him with a new promise in her
eyes.
IT you really wish it-yes," she
whispered.
Sharlene clutched Leigh in pass.
ing and confided to him with
dancing eyes: "Kent's flirting with
his future star and has her ga-ga.
Isn't he clever?"
They both laughed. But when
Sharlene had gone on. Leigh
looked after her with worried
little pucker on his brow.
"You don't think it's too ex-
treme, dear?" Mrs. Standring
asked, looking humorously down
at the gored skirt and the little
jacket, and the sleeves family sug.
geSting legs o. mutton.
Extreme! When you wore just
such things before I was born?"
II know. But they do seem
funny after we've enjoyed the
freedom Of short skirts and no
waiStline for so long" Then to the
saleSwoman: "1'll take it,"
"Oh, dear" sighed Sharlene as
she slipped her arm in her moth
er'S and turned to the door, II do
so hate to have you go back"
$50 do I, but Sister wants, me
and you know my fear Of becom.
ing the traditional mother-in-
law"
"Silly!" exclaimed Sharlene.
They were on their way up toward
the lobby. "Kent loves you"
II don't know whether he does
or not. He's been too busy to find
out. But he has never seemed like
my own boy as Stuart" She
stopped abruptly, flushing.
Sharlene laughed. Don't be old
fashioned, dear. You must keep
up with the times and speak non
chalantly Of any of your sons-ln'
law at any time"
1T suppose so," Mrs. Standring
conceded dryly. But I'm not as
modern as used to think I was"
"ModernP My love-you and I
have never known the meaning OF
the word. I'm just beginning to
find out since joined the movie
colony-Oh, I have an inspira-
ton! Let's go to the dansant. "
So they found themselves at a
table at the the dansant pres
emily. A spectral green illumina-
ton, Stimulating moonlight, fell
on the crowded dance floor while
the orchestra sighed and sobbed
through a "blueS" number.
Business Reasons
"H'm!" Mrs. Standring watched
the slowly gyrating forms for a
moment.
Kent is paying her a lot of at
tention, Mother, for business rea-
sons. You know he wants to sign
her UP for his pictures as soon as
she's through with her present
contract"
you're really not jealous, are
you, Sharlene?" Mrs. Standring
spoke after the waiter had left
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The company has taken up the
last option on her contract. When
the years up, she can say what
she wants to do. They'll want her
again, but If we get in with a
better offer ahead, and help her
to make up her mind to join US
He paused and smiled brilliantly
at them.
It'll take a lot Of dough-" re.
marked Leigh pessimistically. 1T
the bidding for her starts--there's
no end"
"1t does seem risky" sharlene
put in heSitantly, "to splurge like
that-on one artist. Times like
these-it scares me when I know
I'm losing money every day. Even
though I believe the depression
will pass"
Don't croak," advised Kent.
"You haven't lost so much. Be.
sides, it's my money I'm investing
in this, SO we'll begin the cam.
paign to get De Wore right away.
She'll fall for the social thing
long before even hint at a con-
tract. want you to have her
here to a big. bang-up, important
dinner, Sharlene-"
"Oh, Kent!" she protested, taken
aback. II couldn't"
Don't be so Snooty."
1T isn't that, but-but-" She
caught his eye and gave in weakly
as she always did to him. well,
anyway, let's wait till mother ar.
riveS to help us put it over"
CHAPTER XXXII1
Kent was correct in his surmiSe.
For some time Julie had hired q
lady of former high social prom.
inence in New York and London,
but now bankrupt, to act as COM
panion and mentor.
But the starlet'S lately acquired
poise failed her when she swept
into the drawing-room and saw
Mrs. Standring. The memory Of
the silly, hysterical scene she had
enacted here in this room before
this gentlewornan rushed over
Julie in a wave Of intolerable
chagrin. She warmed her falter-
ing spirits with jealous fires as
she saw Sharlene coming toward
her.
so nice to have you," mur.
INJURED Sharlene. Mother, this
is Miss De Vore."
"Ah, I've met you before!" said
Mrs. Standring unexpectedly.
Julie Redeemed painfully under
her perfect makeup.
Sharlene glanced at her mother
in surprise. why, mother, are
you sure?"
Eyes, indeed! I had the priv.
ilege, once, to observe a star in
the making" She smiled kindly
at the girl and put out her hand.
II congratulate you, Miss De Wore.
I know you have great talent"
Julie suddenly hated Mrs.
Standring almost as much as she
did Sharlene. She was so furious
that for once she could not speak.
She stood biting her lip as Mrs.
Standring released her hand and
stepped forward to greet another
guest.
"Oh, Ernest" Mrs. Standring
said, you must come and see my
new prints" They moved off
together.
II must hear the story some
time" Sharlene was saying to
Julie, "how you and Mother met.
But now I want you to know"
"Sharlene!" called a young man
from the archway, holding the
hand of a laughing vision in
green, Cant I take in Phyl1is?"
A second young man held the
girls other hand.
wait for me a minute, won't
you?" Sharlene said to Julie.
"1'll have to referee this!"
Fiercely Jealous
Julie swallowed hard and
watcher from under silky lasheS
the tall shining figure Of her
hostess. She was fiercely jealous
Of her.
However. Kent DamereI ap.
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Sharlene was often dragged in
to see some picture or listen to a
new scheme, but more often by
Leigh than by Kent. Kent forgot
everything but the game.
Not that Sharlene would have
felt neglected. The new game
which so entranced her husband
Smelled to her Of politics and in.
trigue, rather than clean sport,
and she said as much to Kent.
II have to use their tactics to
get in," he retorted, "but after
I'm in and have my releases set,
I can have all the fun making
pictures that Lucien Morrow talks
about. Only, I'm going to- be a
director myself as we'll as pro-
ducer before I'm through with
it. That's where the fun really
is"
But Kent, directing takes q
particular talent and training.
How do you know you're fitted
for it? You've never followed the
theater-"
"Too bad" laughed Leigh, who
had come up while she was speak
ing. HE knows every stage door
in New York;"
"Oh, you can't make me believe
Kent ever cared about chorus
girls" said Sharlene serenely.
Best Bet
Didn't he?" grinned Leigh,
1.-THE one little affair Of Beautiful
Anne cost"
"Cut 1t out!" interrupted Kent
sharply, glancing at Sharlene.
"Sure!" Leigh agreed hastily. IT
was Just kidding to see If I could
make Sharlene jealous"
mot mel" she laughed. II don't
care how much he fitted before
our marriage. The point is, 7
have him forever and ever"
Julie again!" nurmured Shar-
lene as she went with him, her
arm tucked in his.
"She's the best bet today" Kent
asserted. "Just rising-the public
just beginning to fall for her. The
big company she's with has done
swell job Of exploitation"
"Julie's improving" sharlene
said at the end of the first reel.
"A lot Of little crudities softened"-
"You speak is If you knew her."
said Kent curiously. "You always
say julie"
do I? Well, one often does
CAN film favorites by their first
names the privilege Of the
fan, you know"
The next reel began to clamor.
Kent, sunk deeply in his chair,
smoking flriously, exclaimed as
the picture unfolded: Gorgeous
eyesl that smiles a knock
out Oh, boy!. Look at that!"
In startled, pleased tones at a
closeup Of Julie, dizZily decollete.
When the picture was finished
Kent jumped to his feet excitedly.
"She'S got everything, Leigh!
She's beautiful-wearS clothes
like a million-sexy-emotional-"
"Everything-except that little
thing called culture" said Leigh.
"She'S got no depth. Life for
hers all beer and skittles."
We'll" said Sharlene musingly,
"she makes good beer-if you like
beer"
Whats the idea Of saying a.
thing like that?" demanded Kent
irritably.
But it's true!" She looked up
at him with fond teasing light IN
her gold-flecked eyes.
Plans for Julie
"T suppose you're trying to say
she isn't Browning and old port
nor yet champagne and the Ritz
that's she's common"
mo, you're saying that" re.
nlonstrated Sharlene quickly. "I
didn't mean to be catty, really. I
had my mind on-I guess I was
trying to be humorous-out Of
turn. Sorry"
"Well, anyway" Kent said bel.
ngerently to his brother, this
girls acquired enough polish to
suit millions of fans! Now. look.
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preached suddenly with an air Of
proprietorship that was hearten-
ing. Miss De Wore! You're
looking splendid"
MY WIFE," Kent was saying
easily, 'is such a fan Of yours
that she always refers to you
here at home as Julie"
"Oh!" Julie surveyed her host
ess with insolent eyes. Perhaps
it's because she's heard it so
often. I'm very, very good
friend Of Stuart Penning's."
Scratch! Claw Jab! Julie
was exultant for an instant un.
til she realized that Mrs. Dam
erell was quite unmoved.
eyes," sharlene was saying,
with her quiet smile, "you were
so good to Stuart. I shall never
forget It,"
Julie was acutely conscious
that she was distinctly "out Of
place.; she stood tongue.tied and
defiant until Sharlene rescued
her.
"Kent, you r1ust take Miss De
Wore around and see that she
meets everybody. I want her to
have a good time. asked Bob
Arniston particularly to amuse
her"
Yelled Curiosity
But la De Wore found herself,
after all, only an object Of veiled
curiosity to the impeccable Mr..
Arniston and to the others as we'll.
After dinner Lucien captured
Sharlene for a few minutes when
she had got the bridge players
down to work, and they strolled
up and down on the terrace.
II haven't seen you since New
Orleans. Sharlene."
That's right. You started us off
on this mad movie buSineSsp She
shook her head at him while grin
ming ruefully.
II didn't imagine your husband
would really take the idea serious.
ly. But he's head over heels in it,
they tell me. He's got the enthu.
siasm and the grit to carry 1t
through. believe"
eyes. It's a game you see. He's
good at games"
During the short walk, Lucien
glanced into the drawing room
through the French windows and
observed with a chuckle:
Funny to see little Julie-here
E. She's so well-beheaved I'm
afraid she'll topple over back
ward!"
sharlene smiled and tn en-
sighed. "Of course, she brings
Stuart PENNINGTON back very
close, Lucien. That afternoon up
at his little house" Her voice
fa1tered.
eyes" observed Lucien impress
sively, "but jules climbed a long
wav since that"
Sharlene, seemingly lost in
thought. sat down on the balus.
trade. "Tell me about Stuart" she
said with sudden determination.
"What about him?" Lucien
seated himself beside her.
"T mean-is he working?"
ewes"
"Rut-Lucien I thought. when
released him from bondage. he'd
blossom right out. Instead, he
hasn't been heard from-not a
picture in all these months! I've
been afraid"
Heartache
There was a long silence before
Sharlene added: "You know. Lu.
cien. even though I'm the happiest
; woman in the world, I've always
got the ache in my heart-and the
humiliation-of knowing that I
hurt Stuart"
Lucien did not answer.
IT WISH" she went on wistfully,
"that I could know, beyond a
doubt, that he is completely re-
| covered. I'd rather be sure that
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Part Ten of Absorbing Serial
Appearing in TwelOe
Weekly Sections
By LOUISE LONG and ETHEL DoHERTY
WHAT HAS HAPPENED

To offset the gossip attendant the noorety accorded
the marriage of her firce Kent DaereU, to the sup
posedly dining Cora Montng his former sOeeteart Shar
lene Standring, young California society girl n0rries
Stuart Pennington, struggling young artist.
Kent had granted Cora8 plea that they nuGry both be-
Ieving she aOomld die, but Cora Sharlenes
thoughts all of KENT but she tries to be fair Oith
Stuart and tells him she OGnts to be real 1Ofe to him.
Returning from the ORIENT Stuart finds that he is
able to do ony real aOork He and Sharlene haze little in
Stuart is introduced at the Kept Husbands
Club
then tells Stuart she is going to divorce him and marry
Kent-1Uhach she does.
Julie learns of Stuorts freedom, od although she has
jst been given contract In the movies, asks him
to marry her.
ShGrlene and Kent make an extended tour. Stuart
after many failures at last returns to real Vork and
forgets ShGrlene
Evening star., 1935-02-14
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT.

CHAPTER TWENTH-EIGHT.
y vE MOVED across the field
with Simon French, not look
ing back. His shoulders
i weary, detected, seemed to
sink lower as he Strode, un-
seeing, through the shimmering pools
of the airport. Oh, Kim, Kim, Kim
her heart cried after him. Shed fought
with him to save him, to save their
love from something that would be
worse than parting. From disintegra-
tion and doom. Would he ever under
stand? Would he keep on loving her?
He'd said he'd love her until death
and after death. After death? What
did anything matter but the night
that had not been altogether theirs
and yet that was all they had to
remember?
Through the broadening CLEANS of
daylight she watched him until her
tears blurred her vision. Then, mis-
erably, she began to sob. Head on
wheel. she gave way to the grief she
had sought to hide. Through the
mist of her misery Savedra's voice
came to her. "Senor French is re-
markable personality, is he not?"
rs hep" The envoy was, perhaps,
trying to give comfort by pretense
that nothing was wrong with her.
He is, I think, the personiflcation
of the power of materialism. That Is
why he is so powerful. You can de-
stroy an ideal, but you cannot en-
tirely destroy matter" The careful
voice sounded farther away from her
hearing than the drone of the Bell
anca's motor as French's pilot tuned
It. Being materialistic, he must
always succeed. He came from Bona
ventura with the intention of having
your friend chosen for the ministry
there. He takes him back with him
Nothing halts him"
IT could have kept Kim here against
all the Simon Trenches in the world, u
she flung out at him.
For q little while. You are very
young, and very lovely. But some
time"
why did Simon French want Kim
for Bonaventura?
"You do not know" His tone was
ironic. cat the entrance to the har-
bor of Orocaizo there is an island
that the tankers must pass. The
harbor Is very beautiful and very
shallow. 1t would be safer anc
cheaper for Yucca Oil to set on this
island q great tank where oil from
the mainland may be piped. The
company wishes it. There Is, how
ever, but one way to secure the
island-to buy it from its owner"
won't he sell?" What had this
to do with her, with Kim? In q
moment he'd be gone. Was he watch
ing her? Should she wave to him
the handkerchief that he'd
THE owner of this island wants
something other than money. Mrs
Cornish owns it."
Cynthia Cornish owns an island
that Simon French wants for a tank
ing station? Why didn't he offer to
buy 1t from her?"
"She knows what she wants"
HAS he asked her to sell it?"
mot yet. He will wait until she
has come to Bonaventura. Then the
kAnds viii play and the flags will dX
Evening star., 1935-02-14
WASHINGTON NIGHT
BY MARY SYNON.

He will explain to her his need, his
company's need of the island. She
will sell it to him"
Then this appointment is only part
of the purchase price?"
Mrs. Cornish will understand 1t
that way"
"And that's why he's going there?
Didn't Dysart ever have chance?"
"Only with a few friends in the
State Department"
Above her muffled sobs her laughter
rang bitter. "Oh, it's funny! Every
one working and toiling and plotting
and-and sacriflcing-to have Kim
get the ministry to Bonaventura,
every one thinking he's been the one
to turn the trick for him. My grand
mother and Senator Shannon and
Cynthia, all of them patting them
selves on the back. And all the time
it was an island-an island that the
tankers pass-that Simon French was
considering. What a farce, what q
perfectly priceless farce! Dynasties
fall, and hearts break, so that Yucca
Oil can buy tanking island in the
Hesperian!"
THAT is the answer. You find it
amusing?"
I've thought of something my
father would say. Life is song sung
by an idiot dancing down the wind
"Euripides."
"And I'm the idiot"
"We are, all of us, the idiots" His
voice was infinitely kind, his eyes in
flnitely sad. He bowed to her with the
solemn grace that he would use, she
supposed, when he'd make his am
bassadorial bow before whatever
Kings and Queens would be left in
the world when he'd get his accolade.
Then, quietly, he moved around the
back Of her car, and stepped into the
embassy limousine. She did not turn
as she heard it purr away toward
the bridge, but waited, her eyes fixed
on French's plane.
Swiftly the glistening Bellanca
whirred across the runway and, like
soaring eagle, lifted its wings in
flight. Higher and higher 1t went until
it rose above the Arlington Hilltop
and the Fort Myer towers. Then,
with pinions spread, it headed due
south. The sun, rising beyond the
Capitol dome, blaZed it to silver as 1t
flew over the Potomac. Holly Barlow
watched 1t until 1t was nothing but
Pickering speck upon a Frightening
sky. Then, slowly, she drove back to
Washington, serene and stately,
high, white, cleaning and already
awakening to another day.
(The End.)
Evening star., 1935-02-14
MODERNIST ARTIST DIES

LONDON, February IA P.-Mark
Symonds, modernist painter, whose
paintings of Christ in modern settings
have caused much heated contro-
versy in recent year, died yesterday.
Five years ago his picture, "Were
You There When They Crucif1ed My
Lord" created q sensation at the
Royal Academy. It represents the
crucifixion taking place in the streets
OF Reading, England, before present.
day crowd. Q
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bridge E. playing
husband he had
once been. She had
not told him yet,
but the Websters
were coming over
tonight for dinner
a nd bridge. It
would oe a sort
of celebration. A
coming = out party
for George.
Squeezing h e r
way through the
turnstiles out of
the subway, s h e
saw that the time
was just 4 o'clock.
There w ould be
time when she got
home for a cigar
cite. Then she'd
clear the tools and
litter off the desk
in the dining room
and ave every
thing looking nice
by the time the
WebSter's arrived.
m ononir1n the