The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-05-11
bu MARION WHITE
CAST OF CHARACTERS


retary to John Hendry.
JOHN HENDRY, mining i'm
vcstment head. ,'.
BOB ANDREWS, Hendry's ju-
Nor partner and Joan's fiance.
SYBIL HENDRY, socialite,
John Hendry's niece and Joan's
rival in love.
PHILIP HENDRY, SybiPs
brother.
DOROTHY sTARKE, Joan's
girlhood friend.
; CHARLES NORTON, Califor-
MIA mining promoter.
Yesterday: Joan reveals to
Dorothy the true story of her ia
theirs hanging and Dorothy is
convicted that something might be
done to right the wrong.
CHAPTER XVIII
Philip sat in a tiny ice cream
parlor opposite the Eastman high
school and slipped hot chocolate.
He wished the ice cream parlor
were a cafe, and the hot chocolate
a highball, but at least he was on
the right track, he felt. That was
something.
His eyes were glued on the lake
and the school, As yet, however,
the object OF his watchful waiting
had not put in an appearance.
In the five minutes converse
ton Philip had enjoyed with the
secretary to the principal of East
man high, he had learned three
things about Miss Baldwin. First,
that she had been working for the
indomitable Miss Greeley for less
than six months: second, that she
disliked her almost as much as he
did: and third, that she usually
left the school at 3 o'clock daily.
Since early afternoon, there
fore, Philip had haunted the East
man grounds and the little soda
parlor in the hope of Il chance en-
counter with Miss Baldwin. But
Miss Baldwin had not appeared.
Neither had he seen her leaving
the school in the afternoon, al
though he managed to be:on hand
promptly at 3 o'clock.
In his pocket was Il frantic note
from Sybil. Bob, 50 she wrote,
was marrying the girl very short
ly. Philip must discover something
Immediately! There was less than
two weeks before them.
The trouble was that Philip had
not the vagueSt idea of how to
proceed further. He would gam
nothing through another interview
with Miss Greeley. That he knew
full well. If there was anything
startling in Joan Barretts history
and Miss Greeley knew it, she
would guard the story closely.
His inquiries among the trades
people gave him even less infor-
nation. Nobody had ever heard
of a Mrs. Barrett and her daugh-
ter. As matter Of fact, there
were few merchants who had been
established for seven years. o The
depression, they explained, had
forced many small independent
dealers out of business. Chain
stores now predominated. And
chain store managers, Philip had
found, were an independent lot,
coldly unconcerned over neigh
borhood gossip.
Miss Baldwin, he felt sure, was
his only chance. She had access to
the record cards; she could tell
him, at least, why Joan Barrett
had left school, and where she had
lived previously. 20
That is, if he ever got hold Of
her again. .... ..
One thing was certain, however.
This was the last day he intended
to wait around like a regular flat
foot. Tomorrow morning he would
phone Miss Baldwin at the school
and brazenly ask for date. If
she refused him, then. that was
the end of SYPHILIS quest. He would
have to go home and admit fail
ure. Ordinarily, however, girls did
not refuse him. >. -
"Anodder hot chocolate, mis-
ter?" d..
Philip looked at the placid pro-
prietor in front of him.
"No no more today" he
frowned.
Philip wondered suddenly how
we'll this fellow knew the people
from the school. He checked the
frown.
ooh, by the way" he said, in
pleasant spirit Of comaraderie,
owe been looking for someone"
He Ngrinned, insinuatingly.
100000 A young lady, no?'
Philip nodded.
"a young lady from the
, SCHOOL," o,.
Again Philip nodded. miss
Baldwin--do you know herr b..
"Miss Baldwin! But sure | know
her.! She is my very good GUS
toner. You like her, eh?"
The proprietor was enjoying
this touch of romance, right on
his own doorstep, you might say.
Philip pretended a shy embar-
rassment. "Well; to tell the
truth" he admitted hesitantly, 81
only met her once-over at the
school," -, :, ) =,
"Ah-h-h-h. You'd like to make
better acquaintance, yes?"
ayes, that's it. / thought !
might see her after school, and
then / could just pass by and ask
her in for hot chocolate"
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