The Wilmington morning star., 1940-04-12
~THIRTY-FOUR

Hayworth sent his son to bee
finally, with a promise to think
things over before he discharged the
new pianist.
The fact that Dover had Taller
in love with a girl without money
was a little matter that gave the
older man no worry insofar as ne
himself was concerned. But how &c
break the news to Mrs. HayWorth-
that was the question.
What sort of a girl was Charlotte
O'Neil, he wondered? Was she the
fine person his son thought her to
be, or was she just a very clever
little schemer who had played upon
his affections, refusing to accept
money because she was too wise!
Before the syrup manufactures
fell into a troubled sleep at 4 a. m.
he had come to a decision. He must
meet and talk with the girl. So ne
had set the alarm clock so that re
could be at the studio for the $50
broadcast. That was also another
sure way of avoiding his wife, untll
he'd made up his mind what 10 oo'
1t would be difficult to take any
sort of step without hurting ana
humiliating Dover. That nus De
avoided at any cost. 1t he coulu
show the girl up, that would solve
all their problems.
When Cholly went into the studio
she saw an elderly, stout man SIT
ting in the control with n
But she gave the matter
little thought. Sitting down to n
piano, she ran her hands over the
KEYS, playing a few bars. Then
Hayworth saw her smiling and talk
inc with the announcer.
The girl certainly looked harmless
enough. Didn't even look as though
she had on any makeup. She was
~red.headed, with a pert. turned-up
nose and a wistful smile. Her dress
was a tan, tailored wool that looked
as though it had seen plenty Oh
wear, and her coat was dark brown
and innocent of fur. Her curls were
topped with a small-brimmed, tan
felt hat.
Looking at her, Hayworth decld-
ed, no one would ever take her Tor
a designing woman. The announcer
gave his opening speech and Cholly
began to play. The older man sat
back, enjoying the lovely melody.
THAT girls darn good, Mr.. Hay
WORTH the engineer said when
Cholly had finished. where did you
find her? Unknown, wasn't she?"
INV son"-Mr. Hayworth smiled
in spite of himself-''is a bit OF a
talent scout. He found her."
We'll" the engineer smiled,
"your son knows how to pick EN-
She's a swell kid. We all like work
ing with her"
Hayworth got up.
Guess I'll go out and get &C
uuainted with her myself he said
casually. II always like to know
my employees"
Cholly was getting up from the
piano when Mr.. Hayworth opened
the door of the studio. For the
benefit of the staff, he smiled cor
daily and held out his hand.
I'm Dover Hayworth, senior,
Miss O'Neil. I thought I'd drop up
and hear you this morning instead
of tuning in at breakfast"
Cholly's heart almost stopped,
but she managed to match his
smile.
I'm so glad" She held out her
own hand to snake his. This Is
very kind of you"
Missed my breakfast to do 1t"
the manufacturer chuckled. Hope
YOU haven't had yours. 1 thought
we might go down to the restau-
rant and have a bite together"
Cholly thought, with a little
pang, that the zero hour she had
been fearing had struck. But she
summoned her courage and smiled
again.
I'm starved. I'd love to 60"
HayWorth reached for her music
case.
"Well, come along. I hope they
have good ham and eggs. That's
what 1 feel like this morning. Ham
and eggs. Like emp
II like nothing BETTER" Cholly as
sured him. Il haven't of those
ladylike appetites for orange juice
and toast. I guess it's because l
was brought up on a farm"
WELL" HayWorth pressed the
elevator button in the corridor,