The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-05-15
b. MARION WHITE
CAST OF CHARACTERS

JOAN BARRE L, heroine' sec
rotary to John Hendry.
JOHN HENDRY, mining invest
ment head.
BOB ANDREWS, Hendry's ju'
Nor. partner an dJoan's fiance.
SYBfts RENDRY, socialite, John
Hendry's niece and Joans rival in
love. a.. -,E-..s
PHILIP HENDRY, SYPHILIS bro
Their.
DOROTHY STARKE, Joan's
girlhood friend.
CHARLIE NORTON, California
mining promoter.
Yesterday; Dorothy Restraints
Joan from a second attempt TO
flee New York and Joan decides
to lay her full story before MIR.
Hendry that night.
CHAPTER XXI
As Joan sped the four short
blocks to Mr.. Hendry'S white cot
tage, the stars cleaned brightly
in cloudleSS sky, lighting the
path before her. There was a
glad song in her heart, and for
the first time in 10 years, a bright
hope for the future.
Ii Mr.. Hendry would believe
her,
Somehow she felt that he would.
She would stand up before him,
honest and unafraid, and tell him
everything. She would make him
believe in her father as she be-
lieved in him.
What was it Dorothy had said
TO her? eff YOU believe i'm some
one so truly-So poSitively-you
must be able to impress your GER
tainty upon others.
Dorothy was right. She had
been a coward all these years. She
should have made people believe!
From now on, she would. She
would make the whole world be-
lieve her father was innocent. IL
might be difficult, at times. But it
was such a little chance TO take,
to gain so much.
No more would she cringe in
terror every time she passed a
face on the street that bore IA
miliar resemblance. No longer
would she tremble when the name
of her native state was mention
ed. No further need she deny and
protest and evade.
She was free,
She breathed silent prayer for
having found a friend like Doro-
thy Dorothy, who was so
strong. and sure, and loyal &. :
Dorothy. who had first believed in
her and then taught her that 9TH
erS might believe Dorothy, who
opened te gateway to a future of
happiness.
A head of her, the little white
house stood out brightly in the
moonlight. She saw q light in the
front windows-in the living
room. that would be. Mr.. Hendry
was still up, therefore, reading, or
smoking one last cigar before re-
firing. He would be astonished to
see her burst in upon him at this
hour, but he would not say so.
At the Inn, the steeple clock
began to strike the midnight hour.
and she FASTENED her steps. At
any moment now. that light in the
living room mihgt be dimmed. to
reappear again upstairs. In that
event, she would have to postpone
her mission until the morning.
She dreaded that. There was
still the chance that Sybil might |
tell the story first. That would
paint quite a different picture.
Joan would be on the defensive
then, admitting, apologizing, just
flying. Mr.. Hendry's eyes would
be stern with disappointment be-
cause she had been a coward.
In her mind, she framed the
words that she must speak.
"Mr. Hendry, l must tell you
something about my past :" No,
that was too melodramatic.
MIR. Hendry, for 10 years /
have been living under cloud. /
don't want to be married with that !
cloud hanging over me. May tell
you about it and ask your ad-
vice."
Suppose his advice would be the
same as her first inclination-to
disappear out of Bob's life? That
would be the worst he could do to
her, yet hadn't she faced that al