The Washington times., 1935-02-16

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The funeral was held on the
day they had set for their we'd
ding E.
Juliet burned all his photo
graphs and letters. After that
nothing mattered. 1t was no
good trying to keep alive som1-
thing that was dead. A job as
social secretary, better one in
an advertising agency, a small
stroke of luck with a few stocks.
Grass grew over his grave and
the wound in her heart was
naught but scar until O'Hara
-tonight-had torn it open.
And now she knew why she
had trembled in O'Hara's pres
ence, why those old seething
currents had surged once more
in her veins. The swift new
pain of it was like the onslaught
of some dangerous emotional
madness.
The aching stress of it was
almost more than she could
bear, but she knit her resolution
together and tried desperately
to obliterate all memory, all
sensation.
Remembrance
In the lobby O'Hara, waiting,
emerged from the depth of a
great chair. Without a word he
walked beside Juliet and Ma.
dame Hubert escorting them to
the Madame'S limousine. This
act of repentance for rudeness
kept Juliet from utterly despis-
ing him.
She was getting a grip on her.
self now and was able to ward
off the agitation he radiated.
Good night, Madame" he
said, holding the door open.
AS his hand touched Juliet's
elbow, assisting her into the
car, a faint currant ran through
her nerves.
Lots, of luck, Miss Rankin"
He stood there with a derisive
smile as they drove away.
The taWny greyhound Of a
limousine sped through streets
strange to Juliet-StreetS with
sleepy houses and quiet lawns
and drowsy trees slipping past.
The late night air swept around
the car, saturating it with crisp
GOODNESS.
Madame Hubert touched Ju-
lets arm. "Look!"
Over on the right, an ivory-col-
ored tower of a building, bathed
in illumination, lifted it's grace
full proportions in the directions
of heaven. The whole city
seemed to circle around it. At
the base, other buildings were
dark and squat and dispairing.
THE Instituted" said Madame
Hubert. with glow in her voice.
Somehow it was as though a
song began to throb in Juliet's
heart.
"It's--gorgeous!" she breathed.
Thought you'd like it,"
chuckled Madame Hurbert. Il
built it myself out of my own
brain"
Juliet could not tear her gaze
from the softly luminous 1nsti-
tute. It was a pillar of light, a
phosphorescent Spire upward
flung toward the stars in prom.
Use of mysterious fulfillment. So
beautiful that mist came steal
ing into her eyes, leaving her
feeling pitiably small and ex-
cited.
Immediate Need
''Why did you give me this
opportunity, Madame Hubert?"
she was surprised to hear her
self asking. I'm a stranger
you know absolutely nothing
about me-"
Nothing wrong with you, is
thereo"
Not that I know Of smiled
Juliet. Nothing. at least, that
would interfere with my employ
ment."
II didn't think So" Madame
Hubert told her. The only
danger I see in you is that you
might be too attractive to the
men. You won't get very far in
our business if you start playing
with fire. We shall see. Why
did I hire you? Well, We need
a beautiful thing like you at
the institute to offset my own
ugliness. But that isn't the real
reason. I'm taking you on be-
cause I have an instinct that
amounts to genius for finding
the right people when need
them"
The immediate need of
Madame Hubert and her insti-
tute was a solution of the Gott-
lieb case, Perhaps the old