The times-news. [volume] (Hendersonville, N.C.) 1927-current, 1937-04-26
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81 MARION Wits
CAST OF CHARACTERS


JOAN BARRETT, heroine, sec
rotary to John Hendry.
JOHN HENDRY, mining invest
ment head.
BOB ANDREWS, Hendry's ju-
nior partner and Joan's fiancc.
SYBIL HENDRY, soeialisc, John
Hendry's niece aad Joan's rival in
love.
PHILIP HENDRY. SYPHILIS bro
Their.
DOROTHY STARXE, JOan's
girihood friend.
CHARLES NORTON, California
mining promoter.
Yesterday: Joan refuses to mar
ry Bob because of a secret in her
life, and Sybil, learning of this,
plots to bare that secret.
Yesterday: Joan looks back on
her haunted past and prays that
Bob will never learn her secret.
Yesterday: Sybil learns that
Joan once worked in Chicago and
promptly she seizes that as a
starting point from which to check
Joan's past.
CHAPTER V
IL was almost midnight when
Sybil returned to her own home.
She had left her uncle in a par
ticular jovial frame of mind, and
she felt certain that he would re-
lent i'm the matter of Philip. She
decided to wait up an hour OF so,
in case her brother did get home
that night. Ii would not do for
him to believe that she had let nm
down. because she meant to have
him do something for her.
As Il matter of fact, she rarely
failed him. Philip was cXtrava-
giant. impctuOuS and utterly ire
Sponsible, yet he had certain
her admiration. IL might have
been that she understood his
faults because the same desires
smoldered within her. II she were
better able 20 cOrtrO Them than
he was, it was because she viewed
the worlds tolerance with more
calculation.
There was Uncle John, for one
thing. Despite the trust fund
which her father had left them,
Uncle John was still an economic
necessity. and his principles must
be appcaScd. That task Sybll took
unto herself and she handled 1t
well.
Jennings. the butler, looked in
to the living room.
IL put your car in the garage
Miss Sybil," he announced Sedatc-
". "Win there be anything else.
"No, Jennings, nothing more.
She picked up magazine and set
tied herself on the divan. by the
way. did my brother call while
was OUT
mo. Miss Sybil. There were no
calls" g.,
"Thank you. Don't bother with
the lights. I'm staying up
while" -
every well. Miss Sybil." He
withdrew quietly, leaving an OPP
nressive stiffness about the room.
Sybil turned the pages OF the
magazine liStleSSly and listened TO
the hall clock tick off the seconds.
The house seemed chilly, she
thought.
Her own living room was a fit
ting background for Sybil Hen
drv. IL was. rs she was, smart,
SOPHISTICATED. Modern furniture
stood out strikingly against dull,
off-white walls, skillfully bright
ened by concealed ceiling lights:
The floor was completely covered
by a warm chartreuSe velvet car
peting. with luxurious small CHI
nese rugs, in the same tones as
the furniture, scattered i'm care
lessly correct fashion. The drap-
cries we're in old-blue velvet, their
edges caught back in the same
studied carclcSSneSS TO show a nm
ing of chartreuSe satin.
Mirrors were used artiStlcally--
as table tops, as frames for the
two large Chinese prints, and as
panels down the entire length of
the wall from ceilin gto floor, to
catch the reflection OF windows
opposite. Odd pieces of furniture
i'm old ivory and gold held price
les lamps of Chinese porcelain
and expensive smoking aeccSSor-
les.
The only striking note of color
i'm the room was a huge vase of
deep red roses, kept fresh through
the thoughtfulnesS OF Uncle John.
which stood on a table in front Of
an enormous triple window.
Uncle John did not like SybiPS
living room. He often intimated
iokingly that its absolute perfec-