The Waterbury Democrat., 1935-08-13
SYNOPSIS

70 DARIEN breaks her cn. l Eament to BRET PAUL, college ] athletic star, because Bret objects
 10 her taking a job as hostess at 1 Crest Lake Inn, fashionable sum- mer resort owned by wealthy f DOUGLAS MARSH. 10 goes to Crest Lake. Marsh's eccentric mother disIikes her and 1 causes difficulties. These are inc I creased when PETER FRAGO- I NET, film actor, arrives. Frago- i met pays Jo marked attentions, | asks her to marry him as soon as
 he can secure a divorce.
 i Bret Paul comes to Crest Lake I as life guard. BABS MONTGOM-
 FRY, school acquaintance who is l Jealous of JO, is also there. Fragonet leaves and returns when his film company under takes to make part of motion ] picture at the resort. Jo becomes l friendly with LOLA MONTEZ, ! actress. During scene on the
 lake Lola narrowly escapes
 drowning, Is rescued by Bret 1 Panl.
 JO learns it was Bret and not l Fragonet who saved her life in
 the sailboat accident. She goes l to thank Bret for this, finds him ] with DILA SAUNDERS, Holly
 wood extra girl.
 ! CHAPTER XXXII
 As the first pink streaks of dawn reflected up from the lake Jo Darien sat upright in bed, wide eyed and sleepless, and glanced at the clock beside her. It was far too early for activities at Crest Lake, but Jo knew that there was no use in her touching her pillow again.
 She sat for moment on the edge of the bed, retrieving her scattered and bitter thoughts. Then, as if to brush them away, she pushed trembling fingers across her forehead and got to her feet. Perhaps, she thought, a walk in the woods would straighten her up.
 So. just as the day was fully breaking over the tranquil lake and the quiet forest, Jo was tramping briskly along one of the paths that led away from the Inn and the cottages and their occu- pants. She felt as though she would like to keep on walking forever, but as the thought formed in her, mind, she smiled ruefully. eff I kept on walking I'd run into other people and l suppose they're all about alike, really"
 She was, she told herself over and over, fool to be so upset because she had found Bret Paul with the Saunders girl in his arms. She had lost nothing, really, for she and Bret had meant nothing to each other since that night in the Fendale apart ments when he had upbraided her so fiercely. And yet
 And yet (she knew it now) she had always somehow believed that they would mean something to each other again. She knew now that, from the first time she had encountered Bret again at Crest Lake, she had wanted forgiveness. She had wanted him to take her in his arms. She had wanted to get back, somehow, to those idyllic days of the shaded campus when nothing had mattered to her except-Bret Paul.
 When Douglas Marsh had told her the bitter truth which meant that Fragonet could not be faith full now, might never be faithful to any one woman, she had real ized more than ever what Bret Paul had meant to her. He had been someone who had cared for her and no one else. Someone who cared enough to be fanati- cally angry when he believed she was doing wrong.
 He had seemed so aloof and de- cent and - and right. And now he was as cheap and common as hun- dreds of men she might meet and talk with or join in cocktails and There was another thought ludking at the back of her mind, a thought which sulked and feared the light but which never theless was there. It was that Bret may have always been the Bret she had seen last night through the window of the cottage. How was she to know that there had never been other Dila Saunders. even at the university when he was pro- testing only his love for Jo Darien?
 Her strong legs flashing stead lily in their whipcord brooches, had taken her far into the woods