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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Exeter Times-Advocate, 1941-02-06, Page 2A*THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE << by ANNE MARY LAWLER SYNOPSIS jilted three days before her wed­ ding to Lyle spoiled only John Morton, Aunt Lucy to scandal. Jill York to sail for Rio. minute, Jill decides not to go. announces to Lucy that she will take a letter of recommendation John Morton has written for Joan Merrill, a schoolmate of Jill’s and get a job. She persuades Lucy to sail with­ out her. Then, having had her red hair dyed blond, Jill goes down to her own father’s store and secures a position as model under the name Joan Merrill. She meets Toni Drake, another model, with whom she goes to live. She makes an enemy of Gay Roberts, who is suspicious of the new girl. Mike Daly, photographer, arrives to take pictures of the new fashions. Jill, terrified at the thought of exposure, tells Mike she has a prison record and publication of the prints will ruin her. Mike pro­ mises to withhold the plates, and asks Jill to dinner. Shp accepts/ GO ON WITH THE STORY Putnam, dill Morton, daughter of wealthy plans a trip with her escape the subsequent and Lucy go to New At the last She surprise. “Do tell?” "Old John Morton got her the job?’ Gay imparted* “She used to go to school with his daughter, Jill. Old man Merrill used to have plen­ ty of cash in the old days, but he lost everything. He’s dead now and she has to work for a living like the rest of us. Mike silence. Sooo noble, my deah?* digested the information in Something Funny continued,"There’s some** ■She ■Gay thing funny about that girl, doesn’t ring true.” Mike’ was startled. “What do mean by that?” was not often the young xnan so patient with Gay’s gossip made the most of her oppo**- "I can’t explain it, Mike. — wrong. I don't I -can't put a fing- She looks Because if ever a shady deal, it all the answers, Brooke will di­ go crawlingyoxx ■It was She tunity, but something's know just what, er on it, but it’s there, so—so familial’, yet I can’t place hex’. It’s as though I’ve seen her before, some place, but I can't re­ member where. She’s hidim she’s going ed. anxiously. chuckled. “Noth- him.” She gave of health with a wrist. He’s swell. ‘‘He's top He’s a duck But—” hex’ and admira- models isn’t He kids us all, Toni froze midway between but­ tons, “Say that again,” she ordex'- “Londer, so I can be sum I really heard it.” Jill complied obediently. “I’m going to dinner with that young man —what’s his name—Mike Daly?” She paused at the sight of Toni’s expression, incredulous and amazed. “Is there anything wrong with him, Toni?” she asked The little girl ing’s wrong with Mike a clean, bill sweep of heir drawer, and a deai' and a pet. glance held reverence tioxx — “dating the Mike’s line at all. but it's only business with him. “Gay’s been aftei’ him foi’ months. I dont know whethei1 she's really gone on him ox* whethex’ she’s just, determined to melt him down. Wait till Gay gets wind of it. SheTl snatch you bald. She was just in here a minute ago throwing her weight around the place and brag­ ging that Mike had. insisted;—in­ sisted and demaxided, no less—on using her in the bridal number.” Jill asked in a voice too casual to he true. "Does Mike make much money?” Toni’s glance was piercing. “He gets along. Why?” Jill drew a careful smile with a little jewelled lipstick. “I just wanted to know what I ought to or- dei’ for dinner. Gay Before the Camera Gay made a majestic entrance in­ to the room of lights and shadows, resplendent in the wedding, 'cos­ tume. The warmth of her welcome seared Mike. “Hello darling?’ she swept down upon him with aura of frenzied Hyah, Gay?’ looked at her. knockout.” The implied, was for the girl. Gay ignored It. “On me, it is,” “Over there, Gay,” he waved her off, gardenias and all. “Flowers on the right arm. Head turned slight­ ly to thb left. Slightly, I said. That’s better, Eyes up a little more. Not too much, now*. Fine. Hold it,” The inevitable ritual of arrange­ ment. Mike escaped to the safety of his camera, •Between shots Gay chattered brightly. “What do you think of the new girl?” Mike was noncommittal. “Nice looking number. But she Won’t photograph well.” Gay resented even his air of par­ tial approval. "She . ought to photograph well?’ she twisted a scornful lip, "she’s had enough ex­ perience. My dealt, she’s a society nttmbah,” His eyebrows flew skyward in an accompanying gardenias. He stood off and “That outfit’s a tribute, his voice the gown and not Does ¥a«r Food Cause You Bistress? The impairment; of the stomach is often of serious consequences, for only by properly digested food is the system nourished and sustained. 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We all thought at first she was one of those debs who take a job fox- fun,-Nobody expected she’d last more than a week, but she’s not afraid of work, She lives on ‘ hex' salary and she’s moved in with Toni. But it’s funny, nobody ever comes in to see her, or even calls hex* on the telephone. Evexx if she is hard up, you'd think somebody would >Biut "Send * Gay thing lively. If his sxnile had not been so plea­ santly apologetic, his words would have been lashingly rude. "I am,” said Michael Daly. "Something'—important?” There was a wistful note in Gay’s voice. "Something—very important.” "Some other time—maybe?” The doorway made a picturesque- frame fox' her ripe magnificence. "Soxne othex* time—maybe.” The last plate had been exhaust­ ed, and the last floodlamp turned out, the last precious gown, hung cai’efully on its hanger. Michael Daly, camera and accessories, had vanished, and the models breathed a universal sigh of relief. "Is it always like this?” Jill asked pathetically. Toni swung shoeless feet over the arm of hex* chair. "I used to think I’d like to go to Hollywood",” she patted a yawn with graceful fingers; "but after one day of Daly, I chang- ' ed my mind.” She stretched lux­ uriously. ’ "Well that’s over for an­ other few weeks.” ' Only Gay retained'her bright and ■ sparkling vitality. She prowled from mirror to mirror, fluffing her un­ believable hair, experimenting with various shades Of rough and lipstick, . "Sissies,” she taunted, "I find Mike —refreshing.” The Let-Down Toni, as usual, was ready and waiting with the retort discourteous. "How does he find you, Gay?” Gay admired herself from differ­ ent angles. "He doesn’t call for help. You'll notice he wanted me to mod­ el more dresses than any of you. Mike says—•” a satisfied smirk in Jill’s direction—" that I Have photographic features.” Toni dropped a knowing eyelid in Jill’s direction. “It’s ’a pity, Joan,” Gay laid oxi the sympathy with- a sharp trowel, "that you’re not a camera type.” '“Yes, isn’t it?” Jill’s voice waS almost—but not quite—regretful. Toni leaned toward Jill, with the air of heavy conspiracy. "Almost 6,” -she said. “Time to go home.” Jill dragged herself from the chair, school all about the forms of torture used by the ancient Chinese. They mis'sed a good thing by not knowing about cameras.” She ran water In the basin, plunged, her tired face in It recklessly, emerged dripping and pawing for a towel. Gay still preened, "They say,! she announced, importantly, “tlxat Lyle Putnam and his show-girl bride are showing more signs rift than rapture,” JIB blinked through streams water. “Who says that?” "All the better gossip' columns.” Gay went on importantly. Even the twins favored her with languid Interest. “Serves him right.” said Toni. New About Lyle ‘‘They say,” Gay rolled a pair of expressive eyes, “that, the most puh- il/dwl of the rear wHI "I remember learning in •» of of ; meats end. Valerie Brooke’s been two-timing. She’s been seen ixx pub­ lic with a couple of old admirers, not once, but several times,” "What did I tell you?” Toni was triumphant, “That dame married that poor nitwit for publicity. And now that she’s get it—” Mid Wallace, as usual, lent a note of kindness to the gossip. "I bet that -makes Jill Morton feel grand, wherever she. is, a girl was handed was that one.” "Oh?* Gay knew "just wait and see. vorce .him, and he’ll back to the Morton babe to be for­ given. And she’ll take him hack, see if she doesn’t,” Jill stood starkly, a dripping tow­ el in her hand. Would Jill Morton take Lyle Putxxam back, after’ he had made a public thing of hex' hu­ miliation? Now that the dream had faded, now that the pattern had broken, would Jill Morton be fool enough to try to recapture the one and reassemble the other? ’ “Is she the kind of girl who’d let man make a joke of her twice in row?” Gay prodded. Jill wrung the towel in unheed­ ing fingers. "I -—don’t know,” she said helplessly. And She didn’t. Musings Jill dressed slowly, her xnind in a froth of unrelated thoughts. It was always startling • to have the mem­ ory of Lyle dragged from the grave where she tried, decently, to keep him entombed. She thought bitter­ ly, “If he does lose Valerie, will he come back to me? And. if he did, would I want hixn? I loved him— I love him yet, whether I axn willing to admit it -or not—but there is such a thing as pride. Pride—it makes everything have a sour taste, even the knowledge that Lyle, too. has learned what it is to be fooled in the name of love.” Toni broke into hex' musing. “Come out of it, Joan.” The little girl fussed maternally ovex’ her. plucked at her dress, dipped her hat to a giddier angle, criticized the application of lipstick and powder.^ Jill was grateful, because it dragged >hei' tormented mind back to the little eternal female verities. The othei’ girls looked on with amused smiles,' but Gay was frankly and impertinently -curious. “Big .date?” she hazarded. Jill’s cheeks grew slowly scarlet, but Toni, as ever, balanced a sting­ ing, retort on the end of hex* ready tongue. "Haven’t you heard, my deah,” Toni’s voice was high and affected. “Joan has a date with the Mahara­ jah of Singapore! It's a secret, but he’s going to give her the Stai' of India for her birthday. What a pity, dahling, that your sables are still iix hock. You’ll knock him cold anyway, Joanie.” Jill seized herx> handbag, mur­ mured an embarrassed "Goodnight” to the room at large, and turned to : gO^ But Gay was equally swift. “I’ll walk down with you,” she drawled. Jill flashed a .harried glance at Toni, who said, “So will L” The three rode down in the ele­ vator together, Toni chattered' brightly, Gay was mockingly watch-' ful, and Jill Said nothing at all. , Gay Gets a Shock On the sidewalk, Jill turned and saw Mike standing, with the patient ail* of a man waiting for a girl and. not expecting hex’ to arrive foi* hours, “Good-by, Toni?’ she said; “Good-by, Gay,” and wheeling from the two, walked rapidly toward Mike. Gay watched, frozen to the pave­ ment, while Mike took Jill’s arm. casually haled a passing cab, and climbed in aftei’ her. “Mike?” Gay said in a shocked voice. “Mike?” Toni’s exasperation crystallized Into cold, sparkling malice. “Hand­ some -Couple, don’t you think?” She left Gay standing before the door­ way to Morton’s, a tall, handsome figure, seething With rage and hu­ miliation and other emotions not so easily classified. . “Where yould you dinner?” Mike asked, favorite spot” “I dont know.” Jill puzzled, in New York- He gave her a long, balanced look, “It’ll be Guisseppi’s, then?’ Guisseppi’s was long and dai’k of beam, studded with booths on eith­ er side. At the far end, a discour­ aged orchestra piped melody fox* one Ione dancing couple. Mike guided Jill expertly into one of the booths, Mike Starts a Qxiiii; Jill busied herself in slipping off her gloves. A sleek wAlter flour- Ished menus before them, but Mike waved them away. “When In Rome,” he declaimed^ “eat spaghetti and chicken Gttisseppi,” The waiter glided off and Alike rested his cl* i bvv*. .... * ’ *' , :. Ms ! like to have “Name your was Honestly “I don’t know many places I t hands together. . “YouT® uot Jbnn Merrill?’ he said. “Who am you?” he asked. For a swift second, Jill was tempted to discard the elaborate fiction she had evolved that after* noon, with the aid of one of Gay’s lurid confession magazines. Briefly, the temptation to tell the truth was almost overwhelming. She felt she could trust this youxxg man. But then, she had felt that Lyle Putnam could be trusted. And she had been wrong. Jill dropped hex' eyes to the table­ cloth. “It’s q very long story. My mother died when I was born, Don’t wonder at the biography. It’s im­ portant, really. Dud and' I lived with my father’s sister, Aunt Lucy.” This much, at least, is true, thought, Jill Invents a Past “We were happy together, fathex’ wag-comfortably situated, went to gop'd schools, wore nice clothes, and had more money than was good fqr me?’ “Then my aunt died. My father remai’rxpd. My stepmother and I—- didn’t get along. Mike said attentively, "Then one warm up to believe it, "I met a woxnaxi I’d met some years before. I told 'her my story. She invited me to give up the apartment and move in with her and„hei’ husband, They had a large home. She had no childx’en. Ap­ parently they were very wealthy —and they seemed fond of me,” “You moved in with them’” “Yes. My money wasn’t running low, but I was lonely. She.said I didn’t have to be dependent, that I could act as her secretary, make myself useful. I did. I ran the household, handled all the money. (TO BE CONTINUED) d n ' nothing, but .listened day/’ Jill began to her tale, almost to Look at Your Label! 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