The Washington times., 1937-12-22

manage TO get rid OF the trailer
Finally, Wild gave up in despair.
Marty was not to be cajoled, and
he refused to give Wild any infor-
nation about the Rene" who had
signed the picture.
A WAGER
"You made a real find there"
Wild said finally, resorting to flat.
terry.
You're tellin' me? She's one in
million! And the artist Is not so
bad!"
II wouldn't know about that!"
flipped Wild. $50 it's thumbs
down."
Absolutely"
"I'll find her in "a hours if it's
the last thing I ever dol" Wild
warned.
That's a bet. How much?"
Five hundred. ] already won
that much on her already"
So Wild set about the new bust.
ness of his day to find Lynn. He
had no idea where to start. He
telephoned every artist he knew,
and drew a blank. At least he was
certain that the girls name was
Lynn Morrow. He even tried Morti-
mer again, and Mortimer pre-.
tended he did not know what Wild
was talking about. That was the
call Mortimer had so dreaded. But
he felt he had carried off the
thing rather well.
BY night he was discouraged.
He called a detective agency he
knew, gave them the magazine
and told them to go ahead.
If he didn't find her before
Terry arrived, that lucky Irishman
he felt sure, would turn the girl
up some place. He went on to the
theater, was bored and left the
show before the end Of the second
act. Later, he dropped into one
of his favorite night spots where
he usually met some Of his friends.
But he found them talking about
the girl on the magazine cover,
and he left there shortly. There
would be little sleep for him that
night, he knew.
WILD LOCATES LYNN
Before he left to drive out to
Long Island, he bought up all the
morning papers, tossed them into
the car. On the long drive he
went thoroughly over the whole
situation. What a fool he vast
This girl was just another blonde.
Why did he have to be so child.
ish? He began planning ways
and means to make Marty Sieden.
berg talk. But Marty was wise
now, and he'd love making a game
of this thing. No use thinking
about this tonight. He needed
sleep.
Later in his room at home, Wild
looked over the morning papers.
He glanced at them all, threw
them down, picked them up again.
1t must have been 2 o'clock when
he started on the towns most
famous gossip column. There
was one paragraph which caught
his eyes when he was half through
it.
THAT gorgeous blonde on the
r. E. A. cover this week models
for Nine. Reanoud's Fifth Avenue
shop. She's honey, all right.
Hollywood please copy"
Wild reached for a telephone
book. Madam's shop was at GAL
Fifth Avenue. Two a. m. Moth.
ing he could do tonight. But
Wild put a sign on his door for
his valet which read:
Call for me at 7 a. M"
Next morning when Lynn came
to work there was big purple
box waiting for her. The girl
, opened it and from the masses of
Swirling tissue and packing came
two gorgeous purple king orchids.
The other girls stood about ex-
claiming as Lynn held her first
orchids in her hand.
who are they from?" somebody
demanded.
Lynn looked at the card, hidden
In the box. It read: "A plea and
an apology" 1t was signed simply
Wild"
CHAPTER XII
Nine. Reanoud took the card
from Lynn's shaking hand.
Don't tell me they're from
Wild Austin"
Lynn's eyes answered to her.
do you know him?"
"No." Lynn answered almost
rudely. How did he find me?"
she added. her anger rising.
Madam did not answer but she
looked guilty. For she was, Of
course, responsible for that item
In the Broadway column. 1t was
good publicity for her shop.
"Now, my dear, he's nice boy
q little wild, but nice"
Lynn shrugged, tossed the or.
chids onto the table. The other
girls rescued them with a cry.
Madam, please take them, I
=. don't want them" Lynn said.
Madam protested, but Lynn was
firm.