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= = — a tt ee eee Sn neste VS as RONEN AROSE 7 ASAD 1914 The St ABA ma Mo A Daily eSEEEsES) SS5CS2 September 168, A Complete Novel Each Week in Th Evening World oa i h uj Fr, Ss ay ‘The Story of a New York Girl’s Struggles to Make Good as an Actres e 184 64099999OO29951090HH990009H9H99O906 0000009909" PODHOHODONGOHOOHHHHHHOSIHTDIDHAIDOS Wovgright, 1913, ty Louis Joseph Vance.) me up. Fancy your remombering SYeoPsis oF PrBcEDISO CHAPTERS, me! Do sit down, We must have a Joad Thursday, « New York girl, fe turned out chat. Fortunately you've caught me @f ber home because eho declares ber intention in an off-hour.” (Of qoing on the stage, She meets Joun Matthias, ~ . @ playwright, and ister Charlie Quand, @ yous Retaining her hand coolly hntosdo de imeq D6 introduced the girl to a capactous % lounge-chair beside the desk, then however, fails to open, In the hour of discourngs. Settled himself behind it. and Matthias become engaged, Joan Joam shook her wits together, Marbridas, to whom Matthias once wiv uing awfily kind”"— |, and her husband, Vincent Marbridge, town, Matthias leaves for Californie, “I—kind?” Marbridge denied the cer bas tem foubd for his HY. teopiication with an indulgent smile “My dear Miss Thursday, if you get _ to know me well—and I sincerely hope you will some day—you'll find there's musical show I went to eee him Still, the matter was not yet define and supplementing the second-hand Wilbrow wasn‘t listening with all his about. Billy sent me a card of intro- itely settled, Hatt contract fre information of Hattie Morrison. ears, over there, I'd tell you what J duction with the tip, and Arlington mained a thing of the future, and she =Mrs, Cardrow owned @ heavy In- said to the young woman the last saw me and—well, I guéss it's just might be congratutating herself pre- terest in the play, Joan had gath- time she threw him in my face, about settied. I'm to understudy maturely, ered; and there existed, as well, a © What? * * * Oh, nobody Nella Cardrow, the ‘society actress,’ Struck by this reflection, Joan with- contract between her and Arlington you ever heard of. * you know, in ‘Mre. Mixer.’ Arlington drew even more jealously into her which would have to be eliminated “Calls herself Thursday — Joan wouldn't promise, but told me to reserve. . . . before it would be possible to go Thursday * * * Of course, I rowed come in Saturday morning, and the But she anticipated her appoint- ahead and make the production with with Arlington about her, but he only Understanding is he'll have contracts ment for Friday afternoon with an another actress in place of the erst- shrugged and grinned and said she ready to eign then. I do belleve my ‘mpatience that lent each hour the while atar, Some very delicate dip- had to play it and I've got tomake luck’s turned at last.” length of three, and when the time lomatic Manocuvring was indicated. her play offered to bet me a thou- “But,” Joan argued, perplexed, ‘I “Tew near prepared herself for it Interim, Jokn was to be privately sand over and above my fees I don't understand. © © © Of course, With such exacting attention to the drilled by Gloucester for some weeks couldn't do It. © © © Sure, I took {t's fine to get the Job, and all that— ™/nutiae of her tollet that a final prior to calling together the full him up. Why not? I'll make her act and I'm awf'ly glad for you, Hattie— SUrvey in a cheval-giass sent her company to rehearse for the Septem- it yet. I could make a Casino chofis Dut you act as excited as if it was the forth radiant with consciousness that ber production. Gloucester was just boy act human if I wasn't so squeam- title role you expectett to play.” ahe had never looked more charming. then out of town, but she would be ish, © * © Oh, Marbridge—one of not @ epark of human generosity in “Maybe I do,” Hattie retorted. To her surprise and somewhat to advised when and where to meet him his discoveries. I saw him handing img my system.’ I think only of my own “That's what an understudy’s for, her ‘tsappointment Marbridge didn't on his return. her gently into that big, brazen tour- —_ plesgure, How can there be Made ten't {t—to play the etar part In case Pesala! al She was shown Marbridge was to be absent from ing car of his, im front of Rector’s, ‘Wat quarrel ness to you in my seizing this chance of an emergency?” nto Soy office, finding there New York until the middle of Septem- night before last. Fragile’s the word sromagd to improve our acquaintance? I de- wee, bat"— ai if. compeny with the great ber or longer! but he promised to be —‘bandie with care!’ ” mid n m <a “anyhow, I don't mind telling you = imaelt, back a week or two before the open- Wilbrow, interrogated, supplied the poe A gry clare, I thought you'd forgotten me! that's what I'm looking forward to.” ‘ntrenched behind his deak, Ar- ing performance. context. Arlington had bought to Bow York “Oh, no!" Joan protested. “You mean you think Mrs, Card. lington didn’t move when she en- With her future thus achemed, the through a third party, Mrs. Cardrow’ B row?’ — tered, and only when Marbridge for- girl wae very well content, who hed Interest in “Mrs. Mixer,” advising her “Now, don't you ask me any ques- MAlly presented Joan deigned to rise attained by easy stages to one of to sell out because the play had al- tions; I can't tell you what I think: halt out of hia chair and extend to mental development in which those ready scored one failure and promfs- {t's @ secret.” Having made this Der. across the manogany barrier, a primary moral distinctions upon ing her another play in which she ij “Really? That's charming of you. But tell me about yourself. How long have you been back?” ji I CHAPTER Xill. “Not long,” Joan replied instinc- statement, Hattie sat down on the hand almost effeminately white, soft, which she had been reared were no would stand better chance to win (entionsd,) tively to the first stock question that edge of the bed, lighted a cigarette, and bedizened with rings. longer perceptible—or, if perceptible, New York audiences, Tae wenn ee . EYWEEN gratification and marks every other similar meeting in vaciilated one second and proceeded Plesaere to meet you, Miss Thure- had diminished to purely negligible comedy from the French, revamped, to divulge the secret: “You 1 day, I'm eur he drawied, his clasp ature. and was even then being rehearsed” called around to thank Billy beds as Innguld the glance with which with @ sernb company and a ecrateb after my talk with Arlington, and he he looked Joan over; and gunk Wear- sripreasionnbie reriod uf her lite. Joan outfit of scenery, the production to be! told me the whole story in confidence. tly back into his chair, “I've been ‘Thureday had breathed the atmos- made on the same night that “Mrs. Nobody’a to know {t yet, so you hearing wonderful things about you phere of the atage. She had become Mixer” was to tempt fate with Joan mustn’t breathe a word to anybody, —ah—from Mr. Marbridge. thoroughly accustomed to recognise Thursday, the designated date being but the thing’s ee oa we Prd very kind,” eaid Joan in her without criticism those irregular the twenty-fifth of October, @ 7 Carérow's never going to play ‘l st manner. unions and Jar disunions that Wednesday. hage't for an instant questioned ber , Marbridge nodded briskly. “Indeed. og, geaqeoSOSOOOTOTOODOOHITIOVOSOOOOOOSTODIAEVTTOS Mixer’ before a Broadway audience. “Not at all,” Marbridge protested. characterised the lives of her asso- Matthias promptly dismissed the : I did! Pete Gloucester told mo all "t play It anyhow.u's just “7 1 tight larbridge’ . But ‘ 4 . She couldn't play — ‘ve only been describing how splen- ciates, She had observed many an matter from his mind; he speculated ft use Marbridge’s name. But grout you—how splendidly you were star, and that's all there was to it," “and that ts, I haven't got any too ® plain boiled dub—never did any- did your work was in ‘The Lie’ But instance where the most steadfast a little hastily about Marbridge, in now that it appeared she was to gain doing at rehearsals—and then, one Joan declared. “He wasa boozer and much time. I'm booked to aall OF thing bef he jaded Marbridge n g before she persuade: Mr. Arlington 1s the original of the thereby the boon of an audience with afternoon in Chicago, I saw the —well, I had to quit.” Europe Saturday, and have got *0 to put her on in this show. Ite his gentieman from Missourl; you've got ot Lae GE ad oe kad GeeN Tk stand thet Heatiecuany fas noes cate " was torn by doubts. Sketch billed and dropped in at the “And the sketch"”— many little things to attend to, I'm that’s behind it mostly—Ar- to show him. However, I know YOu existed in satrimony, and as many ever sorry for Venetia and wondered dies ‘all, Der acquaintance with theatre for the sole purpose of see- "Oh, it went on all right, I guess.” running round in circles. But don't }ington's too wise to risk much OM can_oo that's all right.” again where neither party to'a mar- how much longer she would stand {t 4 : ing you. And if I hadn’t had a train “Without you! Well, that's hard to you fret: I've got this matter right an uncertain proposition Ike the «on, 1 nope a0,” Joan replied with riage fnade aught but the barest pre- all—and plunged again into preoccu- Marbridge had been one of the most to catch, I'd have come right round credit. However * * * Marbridge next to my heart, Miss Thursday, and Cardrow. Marbridge just hides be- gecoming adittidence--"it I ever “bet tonne of S007. Satin i » tenweus description, True, the man back to congratulate you. Fact! You leaned back and for a moment stared I'm going to put it through {f it hu- hind Arlington.” @ chance. ? 4 th: terialand = * _ ’ “ : had seemed attracted by her at the Were wonderful. You were morothan thoughtfully out of the window. “I manly can be done. Now let me “What for?” “You'll get that, never fear,” Are leepevese remark i poy cadet ‘To-Morrow's People” was an- jg time; but that was many months ago; wonderful: you were downright ador- really can’t think of anything we've think when I can ask you to call ‘well, I guess he figures oe Ungton observed dispassionately. ‘a podlaccay wl gateicadbedeigpe the pueaeag —. valve pyr # able, and Istake!” : ” it Friend « twenty- oi and only recently he had looked her “trader the tonic stimulus of bis fit- to offer yom eos nou AEN” time that multe soar ieoa reals Reta ae tare an) toning toe BLS Beciginptherrd teeter for disregard of morality. She knew of the dress rehearsal on Sunday certain. faif in the face without knowing her. tery, Joan recovered her self-posses- “Pleaso don't think of me that way, ence, Mr. Marbridge.” for Nella Cardrow's show. He and to taxe with an ectross pe diy baad een hae wise cee — changes recommended themselves as She had really gained her advantage sion with surprising readiness—s0 Mr, Marbridge,” Joan plended earn- “Well, it's @ question. I'd Mke Cardrow, Billy Emerson says, are just comparative inexperience, but as a Seca bein paof veri pear ad pildeg tre to the des nt of the tar through false pretenses. And when SWiftly that she almost forgot to estiy, more than half decelved. “I'm mighty well to have you lunch with about as friendly as the law allowe— rie 1 find it advisable to give Mar- had atruggied for years gnd would to sugeeae the o1 apt aiase until © * Marbriage learned of this, would he Cover the phenomenon with prolonged ready for anything, to get a chance me before! go, but * * © The truth and that isn’t all. bridge his head when he sete bie struggle until the end without win- Weanebday. At ten minutes to twelve misgivings, Joan followed the theatrical district of New York. her guide in a flutter of "That is—-I mean—a couple of emotion, When intending months.” nothing more than to pro- “Oh, then you didn't stay with vide an excuse for using the ante- ‘The Lic.” room as a temporary refuge she “You knew about that?” evidences of pretty confusion. to show these people what I can do. 1s, I haven't got hardly a minute un- “But.” Joan persisted stupidly, “If oo on anything.” An not resent it? Had she not, throuzh she looked down, her color highs Anything—howover small—just ao t engaged. You Just happened to catch that's the case T don't eee what makes “Cy) 07 SANTO aoe earn wean, om that night the final curtain: fell «= her presumption, put herself in the and, smiling, traced with ® gloved gives me a show—I don't care what!” me right to-day * © * I wonder if YoU think he'll throw her down to Lge sap of Upon @ successful representation: ai way of defeating her own ends? forefinger an invisible seam in her ~ sfarhridge preserved admirably his you could call Friday, say, about 2.20.” sive you the part” on SCORE IE: Ariington returnea Dbtdonable ein in her world was the audience tn ita wraps blocked the Bhe brought up before a closed door *kirt: and then, looking up shyly, she toox of intent gravity. “Let ma think “Of course I can, but I don’t want _ “It they ever caught anybody OF in 9 tone of remote amiability, teater- yenial except when it “held the cur- fig 048 domaadlag ie sehen whe tn a state of nervousness not Mature ae tence ne Sn” & moment,” he requested, pursing his you to”— Be cat Waller GaeREAGA. Wit, ing in his chatr. ‘I've nothing what- tain” or prevented ite rising Alt nowever, was not in the theatre, swith her. Her instinct had not misled her: Yann waloiied him closely through Fe season aap toe ee ecorn for Lokemseae Bo ee ee you and being saatsagting fetid Oe ties fe really liked. He We had, in fact, not been near it js “You're to wait a minute," her this man esteemed her at @ big inat brief silence, her mood one Of gnother word. Remember what [told seen cut “whe'ever told you Mar, "Mary. It's all Marbridge's doing.” tracted her in every way, and he @ Sac a parouedeh tials ths geben guide advised, value. » curious texture, compounded in al- you about how @ felt that day I saw to stick _ He examined with @ perplexed air cited her curiosity as well. He was a | “Ghe was thankful ne wasn't the _, "It’s awf'y kind of you to say 9." most equal parts of hope and doubts you act out in Chicago, The time's Price® baled absccnatasthy wey ay when Dis highly polished fingernails, saw teechut in whal ier. Cronalinens) ot a2 seeaaes one | she murmured demurely. 6b wonder aad ilsniVinad (Or Oboes to @ womal You're to baye a @nsll part ins cctemee cine cant die gee | p Rese competency mpany. ‘“ Guardian of the outer defenses: Just rarbridge bent forward, leaning.oD ciation of her own couruge and (mins whenI'm goingto be ‘powerful’ ghe's losing money for him? BUY ‘new comedy wo're putting on next jy eccccestal with vewhy? He culmination of a nerve-racking strate 1 at present she was in no fit mood the desk, his gaze ardent. shrowdness and of admiration for #ld yee Lined eee to give Emerson saw the show when they gorimner” he announced, “and at He sseeyyti pelhaisdehraucdl y certain Which had endured without respite for a to bandy persifiage successfully. “Ll only say what I think, Miss Marbridge. you a lift, Miss Thursday, And then” put it on up in Buffalo a while ago, the same time you will understudy sort (real or spurious, Joan couldn't over a monthy/found him without } courage to-awalt the verdict. He took to the streets and walked himeelf. weary in vain effort to refrain from Thursday. I watched you act that #19 was by no means what she ~2° paused th the act of opening the and he says the play's @ wonder but, afternoon—and so far as I was con- would have termed handsome, but he 20% and took Joan's hand, subject- Cardrow can't even look the part, cerned you were the whole sketch!— was uncommonly individual, a per- {8 !t to @ firm, friendly pressure be- much less act It. He suye if they tar—Nella Cardrow in ‘Mra. Mix- discriminate) and social position; and er.’ Your salary will be sixty a week thin flattered, that such an one should unless through some accident you're reject the women of his own sphere But she was uncomfortably con- sotous that this present boy eyed her curiously as he threw open the office and made up my mind then and there sonality that left an ineffaceable im- fer continuing—“and then, perhaps, ever let her loose on the stage Of & Caiieq upon to play the title role reg- is * circling back toward the building door. you were a girl with a great big fU- pression of strength and masculinity, I'll be coming round and begging Broadway theatre—well, Marbridg® wariyvand accidents will happen in ee io jureday—late of the stock- ‘ou walis housed his fate. : he entered, and he closed it after ture.” and with this he had an alr of being favors of you." and Arlington can just kiss thelr In- tng pest regulated theatrical enter- And tf she could turn this infatua- . At length, in desperation, hoping to =i “Oh, but really, Mr. Marbridge"—— finished and complete, as though ht For an instant Joan's eyes endured, vestment a fond farewell, For r prises. In which case you'll dtaw tion of bis to material profit why not? distract his thoughts from the au- her. "Give you my word! I sald to myY- not only know better than most how Without @ tremor, the quick, search- sons of his own, Marbridge tan't ready one hundred a week for the first #a- Other women by the score did as much Preme issue, he purchased a ticket of” ‘The room was untenanted, but @ self then and there: ‘Here's a little to take care of himself in all ways, ing probe of the man's. to break with Cardrow yet, but D6 gon. There are some details which r wase of cigar smoke in the air indi- woman worth vetenit and uf eat but slighted himself in none. Sh She nodded quietly, saying in a knows feces Dig euocesa co a Marbridge will explain to you—and regret, ome entrance biased the announce- eae cated been only recently &¢t # chance to lend her @ helping thought his mode of dress striking, grave voice; “I guess you won't have hands in this ‘Mra. ixer’ Ww! eF if you'll drop in any time Monday ee ment "Mra, Mixer,” and atationed” 4 again ee oe pd hand and don't do it I'd better Quit combining distinction and taste to an to beg very hard—not for anything I out of It, So they're going right and ask for Mr. Grissom he will have fe Gee eee himself at the back of the orchestra’ By vaeat cry fussing with this theatrical game” extraordinary degres. And when in could ever do for you, Mr. Mar- ahead, just as if she was to be the your contracts ready. And now if she who had questioned Hattie’s right © witness the last part ef the per- i nighed, carpeted and decorated. The And that was tho effect of seeing you pi, abstraction he pinched his chin brid but when the show opens It'll be you)! excuse me, I've an appoint- to become @ party to the cons; y formance, without cengure or obvious cause for *imfssion to another theatre, above lay Just once, mind you!” e 2 orefing Understudy who'll do all " a broad, flat-topped desk in the corner PI fd Be ee seal Kid meaily, btecate shia Ae sorannsee His smile was as spontaneous and Unde y ment." Tomer er against Mrs, Cardrow—how could she He saw the ssit-contidence of Glew: i boasted an elaborate display of or: oo ay. Marbridge. D bright as a child's, “It’s a bargain! oh cathe hoesel Consulting his watch, he rose and ever go home and face the girl, with ceater supremely jus! . The, a rao that a man's hand could be at once no declared spiritedly. “And you can The actress tossed aside her cigar- moved round from behind his desk. thie treachery on her conscience? satiric farce marched steadily, ecene y nite desk hardware, In the middle 441 injured look was eloquent of 4 ding J ie i well manicured and muscular, bet your life I won't forget my end ¢tte and bent forward, regarding Joan ‘Good day, Miss Thursday,” he sald ‘True, Hattie didn’t know, wouldn't Dy scene, to a success that wee te e of the blotting-pad a sheaf of letters the injustice that she did bim. | Ho turned back abruptly with © or iti « © © Good afternoon, Disa With mock aolleitude, with a shadow of a formal smile. “I know before morning, might never Keep it on Broadway through the - lag beneath a bronze paperweight of Gis aia i acie aay Th sparkle of enthusiasm in his bold and yursday Remember—Friday at “Does it begin to penetrate, shall see much of you, no doubt, when jearn the truth during the term of Winter and make the name of Joan % unique design. All in all, an office prominent eyes, 2.20." © 5 dearie?” the rehearsals begin.” their association. ‘Thuraday @ household word through- surprise you.” He swung back in his ~ ,, a “ 3 re owning little {n common with the rity Aine genially, “Some oneot “BY George, I think T have tt! at bedeaed to = ey: a prethy ean "Oh, thank you—thank you!” Joan Arrived at her flat a few hours later out the Union, Her personal success gégerality of those to which Joan had these days you'll wet your heart on “Yes?"" sho breathed excitedly. CHAPTER XIV. Sec ney oh arte SAERES Ry S008 one Ainctatmed title to ther 2h? £04 & note from Hattic on the was as unquestionable as her beauty, ks He considered an instant longer, aianatrenty ot hex tnusaeioe on . riington dtsolaim: le eT table in the living room. Opening it, She played with grace, vivactty; ‘Don't you worry about her. She'll gratitude with a weary gesture. “Don't yhe read: and then you'll be able to judge of charm and distinction, and only t# © \ theretofore etrated. © & *& gzomething 1 have the say in—and : ; 5 ah i pen shook his head and jumped up. “I A With Marbridge, Joan re- She aat herself down uneasily. my alncerity,” must consult Arlington first," ha de- survive, all right. And, anyhow, when thank me, pleaso—thank Marbridge, “Ry ratte 1 sie the initiate of the theatre was it ‘A door communtcating with the “uF t dared believe you,” Joan told ‘lared. “I wouldn't care to commit turfed to her quarters tn & you've been as long in this game ant, , . You won't be long, Vin?” he yaa” with,’ jcttttqte2 mt m0 ema the initiate of the theatre was It aah ~ adjoining office, though a solid door him boldly, “I might put you to the Dm without his consent. No—don't wrlch)'Srancreepnneibte ‘net have you'll realize that the motto of added, at the door. you what 1 think of yout cow H, %, this her the perfect medium for the trams» * teat noone? thas you thiak” get up. Just excuse me one minute, ‘ the profession ts ‘Everybody for him- —“1'l} be with you in ten minutes.” —_/termoon and he hee told me all about tt—but 1 of hia art. Matthias asus, @@ oak, was an inch or eo ajar, y T'll be right back, only for her forgetting the appoint- sel¢ and the devil take the hinder- “Right you are. Good afternoon, "8! were % one you agin—the rent's paid jon a ; 5 ttich or 806, in company with a few of the 4 wah you more discriminating and stage-Wwiew * | that she employed not a gesture, ti?! tonation or bit of business which had” ‘Through it penetrated sounds of mas- Bean any net Tee Gn ‘And before she could protest—had ™ent with Matthias and the risk she mogti' I've waited seven years for Migs—ah--Thureda: cutine voices in conversation—but the desk telephone rang sharply, and she entertained the faintest ideg of '4n of encountering Quard at Y this chance, and I'm not golng to let Alone with Marbridge, Joan began 17 of you bermiai—H, M.” doing anything of the sort—he left corner, but also for ber unquestion- it get past me through any sentimen- impulsively to protest her thanks, but Hattie had left—bag and baggage. nothing distinguishable. Marbridge, excusing himself with ® 16 room by the same door which had [ng acceptance of Hattle Morrison's ¢al considerations, not If I know my- on glancing up, fell ellent, abaahed mumbled apology, turned to the in- o ‘Trve minutes passed. Then the eudant and litied tha venetvar to. aqmitied fini, absence from the flat in the face of self.” And you'd ao just the same by an expression that glowed in the CHAPTER XVI. not svienoine wito Sinan hp conference in the next room broke up Immediately sha was again aware “Nn expressed determination not to 60 thing in my place, too.” man's eyes itke @ reflection of fire- . brought to her role on her part nothr » ami@ laughter; the doorknob rattled; Who? Oh, send her in tg of @ Fumble of voices in the next of- oUt that afternoon. “I don't see what right you've got ight, HE rehearsals of Matthias's ng but beauty and an unshakable, 4 5 C fice, but now it was even more in- Hattie, however, was nothing loath to say that" She | 4 demure fashes to cloale newly revised play, “To- Self-confidence so thoroughly tn-; and Jean rose automatically. see Mr. Arlington, Oh, he did, eh? monies : . ne lowered de! Sawin! § pI atimirengh ener Well, say I'm not in either, Yes, definite. to-explalt? her change of mi en “Then you don’t know yourself 89 her confislon, a smile about her lips lorrow's People,” were ar- «rained thi escapi sceeting Pentoridge entered, gone for the day? And again she walted a full five she blew in cheerfully shortly before well as I know you,” Hattle laughed. at ones soptintionted and timid: a ranged to degin on the #lf-consclousnes: : ,, Fora moment, in her surprise and " pes incing the instrument, he swung Minutes alone, © 9 & dinner time. “But Masten: I oughtn't to have told qistractingly pretty woman fully con- twenty-third of September, ‘The triumph was, rightly, first dows! ; ‘eonsternation, Joan could only stare pound again. “There's proot already,” When Murbridge rejoined her, {t “Hello!” sho exclaimed, tossing her you all this. You won't say any- gojous of her ullure and of his attrac. Dntng with Wilbrow one night at the ce#ter’s, then the play's; but the publ! ga . i ‘ veny ep Was with an air apologetic and disap- hat one way and her parasol another. thing, will you, dear?” visi f provoking ®¢neral table tn the Players, Matthias le acclaimed the actress, and the ond and siaminer, Bul, obvious though he informed her cheerfully. ‘That rH aa ee ‘ tion for her: @ vision of provoking acidulated critic who hailed hes ae her agitation was, Marbridge ignored was Nella Cardrow—one of the biggest Plnted. Did you miss me?" * No, I won't say anything” + promise. . overheard Gloucester railing bitterly iS who Bal er the a: my : propositions on our list star of ‘Mrs, _‘“it’8 too bad," he announced, ag- Joan looked up blankly from the Nor did Joan consider {t necessary " Marbridge drew a deep breath, ‘Mt the ill-fortune which had induced following morning as “at lasti—the , ¥ {t gracefully. Shutting the door tient, eee am eee ae i eeaenitting. hor are Brleved, “but it seenis Arlington has depths of her musing, “No,” she sald to repay confidence with confidence “if you peraist in looking like that,” 7 to pledge himelf to stage a mod- Perfect human kinetophone record!” , $ he advanced with an outstretched . » is really gone for the day. I shan't see dully. “Why? by confessing the fact. of ber coln- he gaid in a voice that trembled be- °f% satirical comedy for Arlington W4# listened to by none, least of aji:, & Solely to show you how sincerely I'm interested in what you have to say wand and @ smile there was no re- him before evening, likely, possibly "Well, you went off half peeved be- cidental interview with Marbridge. tween laughter and a sigh—'don't ®"4 to train for the Kcuding part a by the subject of his Be 4 not until to-morrow, So I must asic I wouldn't go trapesing witb The reflection that they must have raw and almost tnexperienced atage- in & stage box, led the wpst ; alsting—with, in short, every normal to mo." He bent forward again, con- oy to trouble yoursclf to come back, you—and then I went out after all.” been in adjoining offices at much the vais ay aon Fj lagi ivan struck girl, at the conclusion of each aet”” MAAbuce of friendly pleasure in thelr fdentlally, “Now tell me; what can i¢ yoy don't mind.” “Oh—I'd forgotten,” Joan admitted same time, In spite of Marbridge's are timite to my endurance.” , , , !'@ detailed hie trials in vivid @nd at the end of the play Arilng:* meeting. 1 do for you? “Mind!” Joan laughed, rising, "Oh, without much interest, sesertion that Arlington was oUt, Joan looked up, smiling, 4 Dhraney ton came in person before the cur: ? “ell, Miss ‘Thursday! he sald, Ive me a fob,” Joan Informed 7 guess not.” “Well, I didn’t mean to go out, but counselled reticence, even if envy well, ghe said, with n ilttle ner- "A far as I know, she's never (ain, leading by the hand the gracq.® gratification in bis carefully modu- him honestly. “That's all [went just wei," Marbridge assured her, “I Billy Emerson sent me a tip and hadn't served to impose silence upon yous laugh: well, what of it?" Played in anything except a bum fully reluctant Joan, and in a few ‘ ve how—work—a part in anything you gon't think you'll have any wasted * * ® I bet you can't joes who Joan. And she was profoundly en- vaudeville sketch, and I hy beli’s Suave sentences thanked the audienco Igted voice. “This is public-spirited nave influence with.” time to regret. But I can't promise I've sscz.”" vious of Hattle's good fortune. CHAPTE! own time making her fit to play that, for Its appreciation and a beneficeng,y of you! “Then you have left ‘The Lie'?” anything until I'm sure Arlington Joan shook her head. Why could it not have been her HAPTER XV. And yet she's got the ineffable nerve Providence for granting nim this ope~ foan shook hands limply, her face Marbridge persisted incredulously. hasn't made other arrangements or “ds%agton!" own instead? ITHOUT receiving from Mar- to keep picking at my way of doing portunity of fixing a new star in ther: lerimaon beneath his pardenably ad- J04n nodded, “TI had to, [ couldn't until I've managed to put acrimpinto “Arlington!”* Jor xclaimed, If Marbridge honestly esteemed her bridge any definite expla- things on the general ground that it theatrical firmament. The name @ ibs stare. stand it any longer.” ‘em if he has." “Wea and why not?” abilities one-half as highly as he had nation of the circumstances ain't Tom Wilbrow'’s, Seems he had “this little girl,” he promised Coows'y ned tian shee bit “But-—without you--why, I don’t “But you mustn't do that"-—— “Netings—only I thought you pretended ta, wy could he not have complicating the produc- the privilege of rehearsing her for a ing to Joan), would appear in letter? know what they were thinking of, to “Hush! Marbridge paused to weren't looking for anything im mu- seen to it that Joan Thursday rather tion of “Mrs, Mixer,” Joan five-side part In that punk show of of fire over the theatre the next SMReally,” ae rent on smoothly, “T jet you go!" chuckle Infectiously, ‘There's one éical shows than Hattie Morrison was selected carried away with her a tolerably Jack Matthias's, that went to pieces night. ¢ © © . der it siigity @ice of you to look Tr. | MISS WEALTHY, Deputy Sheriff. ' ELIZABETH NEFF, [satel ects rae BENING WORLD ee 2. @ A STORY OF LAW, LOVE AND A yt ald a ©2200 You Get 1h ie 6 Calas ' . “I just couldn't get along with the trouble,” he amended, more gravely, “No more am I, and it wasn't @ for Mra. Cardrow's understudy? clear notion thereof, both confirming out on the coast last summer, If (To Be Continued.)