The McDowell times. [volume] (Keystone, W. Va.) 1904-1941, 1940-10-04
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sitting room after dinner.
Close the door. Elsie. want to
speak b you"
Ooviously embarrassed, the wom-
n came IN hesitantly.
Dont misunderstood. I'm not
Ssk,ng you to spy on Mr.. Wild. But
! was surprised when he called for
you today. Tell me about it."
He wanted me to move Miss Nor.
rows things" Elsie said with re-
hctance.
where tor"
Elsie gave the number Of the
apartment building to which Lynn
had moved. and from which she had
come.
Mrs. Austin did not write down
the address until after Elsie had
gone. Then she noted it carefully.
she sent for her husband immedi-
ately and told him what she found
out.
Il don't want to press things.
Charles, but has Harlem made any
report to your" Mrs. Austin could
not bring herself to mention the
girls name even to her husband.
eyes, but he's turned up nothing.
She seemed to be quite q nice girl.
Up in Vermont she comes from de-
cent middle-class people, a sister in
Bangor, married, ordinary. Her ia
Their was a small-town lawyer, il
seems"
Mrs. Austin turned impatiently.
Nov, Ruth, he's doing the best
he can"
what about Florida? / tell you
there's something funny about all
thati"
"She worked for some woman
down there by the name of Warren.
She had q trailer"
Mrs. Austin moaned: cts awful.
Do you know what happened to-
day." and the frantic mother told
him about Elsie's visit to Lynn's
apartment at Wild's orders.
They should be able to find out
something. Here's her new ad-
Dress" She handed him the slip of
paper.
But Harlem proved a disappoint-
ment. His operators could only re-
port the times Wild came to see
Lynn, the hours spent with her in
complete devotion. But it got Mrs.
Austin no place at all.
IF Lynn and Wild did not 60 back
to Austin Manor, they went about
every place else. Lynn learned for
the first time something about the
New York theater. They saw every
thing worth while together.
Wild knew everybody, and he was
proud Of the sensation the new mod
els beauty made wherever she went.
And they were invited to many par
ties. But they went to few. Lynn
had to be in at a reasonable hour,
for she was at Rene's studio at 8
every morning.
They were bound to get into the
gossip columns. Wild was so well
known and Lynn such sensation as
a model, that that was only natural.
But the first time it happened, Lynn
was shocked.
"That gorgeous blonde with Wild
Austin at last nights shindig at the
Morosco Theater is the model you
see in this issue Of the Dispatch.
''It looks like three-alarm. They
are at the hand-holding stage"
When Wild met her that night aft
er work she was embarrassed. As
for Wild, he was a little nervous
about the matter, since it had not
been mentioned at home. He knew
quite well that his mother must have
seen the item. The thing which wor-
Yied him was her silence
When he saw Lynn's face he real
ixed how upset she was over the
matter.
"Think nothing of it'll" he said,
giving her hand squeeze. what
do you want to do tonight?"
Lynn and Wild had found innumer-
able interesting little restaurants
around the city. They had their pet
names for them. Tonight Lynn de-
cided she wanted to 60 to q little
French restaurant where they
served the best hlet of sole Mar
query in the city.
Some day, Lynn, well have din
ner in Paris at just such a little
place." Wild promised. (Which
brings me to something else" He
ASNhSu aCEOSS the LaDle. Wnen are
you going to marry me?"
Not since that awful morning aft
or Wild had come to her apartment
had he asked her that question.
There was fear in Lynn's eyes.
what is it, darling7"
The girl was trembling, but she
could not force herself to answer.
She must tell himl But when she
booked into his eyes she lost cour-
age. II she were out of this restau-
rant, maybe she could manage.
Later, when they left the eating
place, Lynn suggested going up to
her apartment.
I'm tired, Wild. We can build
IRE"
Maybe then, she could tell him
the truth about her and Rene.
Later in the quiet apartment with
the FIRE burning, Lynn walked rest
lessly about, Strengthening a picture,
picking up magazine only to throw
II down.