The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1940-09-03

sY PRISCILLA WAYNE
CHAPTER TNELVE

CHAPTER TWELVE
Tony brought Joan home about
midnight. and after he kissed her
goodnight at the door Joan had
gone upstairs TO think things over
II she met this man every morn
ing, afternoon and evening for the
next dozen years. Joan Radzell
told herself positively. she couldn't
be any surer Of her love for him
than she was right now when she
had known him only a matter Of
hours.
This Tony was the most charm
ing person she had ever known.
He had a personality like sunshine.
Any girl would be delighted to
have his admiration. What If he
was a waiter singing in a restau-
rant in order to get money to pay
for music lessons in order to make
name for himself in life?
That spelled just so much more
romance. The entire evening with
Tony had been enchantment.
Held Hands
After the picture show, during
which they held hands Just as
Tony had prophesied. they went
to a quiet restaurant off Times
Square.
Sitting in a booth all by them
selves, Tony possessed her hands
across the table.
He sang softly to her, Sweet
heart, sweetheart, sweetheart, will
you love me always? VIII you
remember the day when we were
happy in May, my dear one ?" His
haunting, glorious tenor voice had
wrapped itself around her heart,
pulling at every thread of her
emotions.
I'm love you until the day
die. Tony" she whispered.
He gazed into her soft brown
eyes. That will be a long, long
time from now, my sweet. All
through the years well go on to-
gether. Oh. Junie. when you tell
me that you love me, when I
know I've really won your heart,
I'm so happy that I can't even
talk about it. I just want to sit
here and hold your hand. I want
to look into your eyes and be sure
you really and truly love me
that I've won you at last"
Sitting in her bed, waiting for
her mother, Joan remembered
these things.
Jerry RadzelI was exhausted
physically and emotionally when
she reached home that night.
Joan knew how tired she was
when about 2 o'clock her mother
let herself into the apartment.
Sat Up
I've got everything all ready
to give you a lunch" Joan sat
up, getting into her slippers at the
side of the bed.
Honey, I don't know whether
I'm hungry or not" Jerry sighed.
TITS been hard evening"
Joan was already putting out
the cups. You'll have a cup of
hot chocolate, darlin'. That will
ease your nerves. Was she pretty
bad ?"
Terrible.
Il was afraid so. Poor dear"
Joan patted her mothers hand
and took her coat and hat. Nov
you sit right down in the easy
chair and rest. I'll get your slip
pers and I'll bring your chocolate
right here to you"
Darling, you're so good to me. -
Jerry smiled. you know. honey,
maybe I'm a wicked woman. but !
was almost glad tonight when La
Rue started her tantrums."
Glad? I don't understand,
Jerry"
Well, I know I'm perfectly
crazy even to imagine that such a
thing could come to pass. but
someday LaRue's going to go Just
little too far. Johnston has taken
almost all he can endure. La
Rue's going to throw a toilet
water bottle at him, or something.
and she's going to refuse to go on
with her role. What then ?"
Joan was standing over her
mother, eyes shining. What then t?
YOU say what then, darlin'."
What then ?" Jerry was on her
feet walking back and forth in
the slippers Joan had Just put on
her. What then? Wen. Junie.
then my time will come. I've
waited all these years for it.
JUNE. I know every word of La
Rue's lines. Sometimes I waken
in the night and go over and
over them. I know them better
than LaRue herself knows them.
Her Scene
Listen this is her scane from