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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Brussels Post, 1938-11-16, Page 2THE BRUSSELS POST WOHNI+}SDAY, NOV, 10th, 1988 ,..1.10101111 Renew Your Post NOW 15 Months for_ This offer is good only Till Saturday, Dec. 5th Act at Once and Save 3 Months on Your Paper swessosametw.ailli 1s�er� E NT ITL ED A Giri Adrift By Peter Munday CHAPTER IV. Fright. ills Grant turned from staring nut of tee window, and looked at her n?111ew. "I ;always knew men were fools," she said bitterly. "But I never real:sea to what extent they could Iet their foolishness carry them!" T'renee moved uneasily, and lit anut:t,r t•i;arstie, "Hew was 1 to know—" he be- gan ze.s,-rably, when his aunt turn- ed co elm Iike a tigeress, "•il-':v were you to know?" she r4L,y passed the length of the con±r, i-i:d back gain, finally coming re ;t strap at the side of his chair. etheel Heavens! What was there tO know? Yuu couldn't have thought teet Pam ---oh!" She drew lo her leee.th and regarded him with act,!/ i of unmixed with pity, "Terence: Grant, you're a fool!" "I know that. Eu^ the point is -- what are :we going 'n do now?" "What Can we de?'' asked Miss Grant bitterly, "I've to find Pam," he said. dog- gedly, "If only to ayologise---" His aunt sat down and looked at him. his eyes softening, He had aged Since sbe had seen him the night of the dinner party ,she thought, Some of her anger evaporated at the sight of his misery, •'You'll never be able to apolo- gise, Terence," she said soberly, "There is no such thing possible as a napo!otry for a lack of faith. You love, Pam, don't you?" He nodded, "Yes' Only I didn't know it "I know. Anil ---instead of stand - Mb by her, you demanded an ex- planation! " "I've got to see ber—to ex- plain----" Miss Grant sighed. "You don't know Pam. She on't forgive you easlly, You'll ave to convince her that you de jive in leer---" 'I've got to Rnd her first!" es. That is going to be dif- too!'> e was a silence, in which s busy with .thoughts that round the sante thing, 01 going to be easy to left the house before wan ftp, Leaving behind nothing but a note apologising for her abrupt departure, and thank- ing ber employer for all she had done for her. She had simply vanished. As far as they knew, the girl had no relatives from whom they might hope to obtain a clue to her where- abouts, Enquiries at •-hiss Mor- gan's house in Camberwell had been devoid cf result as well, Pam had gone--aud they had as much hope of finding her as of find- ing the proverbial needle in a hay- stack. Terence was the first to break the silence, "If it's any satisfaction to you to bnow it," he said slowly, "Wilber- force has left England. I went round there—" "I'm very glad. That sort of thing won't help Pam! Best let sleeping dogs Ile in that direction," replied Miss Grant tartly. "As for that woman----" Terence flushed, but said nothing.; "What induced you to listen t0 firer?" asked Miss Grant after a t pause. "I'm banged if I know," he con- fessed. 'I think it was because she said Pam was In the habit of going i to the vises that I went along to— ' "Prove to your own satisfaction that she did not!" Miss Grant nod- ded, "I can understand. What I can't understand is why you acted as you did!" , "I saw red!" "It's a pity! Don't you see, Ter - By the fact you demanded an ex- planation you practically told her E you were ready to believe the worst? Oh, met boy!" She shook her bead. "Fora playwrihht who writes about people, you've a lot to learn! It's a wonder to me that anyone ever produces your plays at all?" 1 "Don't rub if in!" Terence felt like an exceedingly small toy wao i has been caught telling lies, and he was surprised to find he was asham- ed to meet !lis aun't eyes. With a algh he rose to his feet. "I'm going to fine ter," he said, "I'll find her if I have to go through England with a comb! p11 advertise, and all that sort of thing, But I have another idea—I think I know o_r a way to resth': her--" 'frit sure I hope you're rig11," safe his annt, "1 would like to pee you two happy—" the rested a hand on his arm. ',Don't give up, Terence. Somehow, I think you will find her." He smiled down at her suddenly, and bent and kissed her, "You're a darling," he said. "Better keep that son of thing for Pam,' she ejaculated. 'Qt's wasted on au old woman like me!" s e 5 at Had they but known it, Pau was not far quay. With the instinct that makes a wounded animal seek the place of its birth in which to lie securely hidden until its wounds have healed, she had Sed to the village that had been her home ever since she could remember. Out of the salary she had receiv- ed as Miss Grant's secretary, • she had saved enough to enable her to take a room in the house Of a Mrs. Mason, a kind-hearted, motherly person who had known" Pam for many years, and settle down for a little while until she could look around for something to do, The doctor and his wife were manidestly glad to see her back; the former giving her a Profession- al glance when they met as he ob- served the dark shadows beneath her eyes. "H'ml" he commented drily. el can't see that London has done You much good! Better stay here for a while and get some colour back into those cheeks of your." Pam laughed, No, she refttected whimsically, London had certainly not been kind to her, As to return- ing, she hoped she would never see the place again, It held too much of sorrow and happiness mixed up together in her memories, and the sorrow predominated, She lied given it out that a breakdown caused through over- work had resulted in ber resigna- tion from her position, That would satisfy everyone in the vil- lage, she thought, and put a stop to awkward questions. After a month, in which she did nothing but go fo solitary walks on the downs, and to the heath at the foot of the cliffs, walks In which she tied desperately to put Terence trona her mind, but without success, Pam decided that it was high time she found something to to. Her savings would not lair for P's Ind sbe had Ito desire to rePett th ex- perience Yrs Bila IrP:el tted1l in Lontion, Even now she cont riot loon back on that six months without a shudder, She was not new so intolerantly se rnfui as she had been when she first went away, and when the doc- tor, who hapvened to be on the Library Committee in the neighbor- ing town informed her that the position 0f assistant librarian would shortly fall vacant upon the mar- riage of the girl who at present held that post, she decided to apply for it, with the result that the follow lug mouth she moved to Dewbaven, and took up her position behind the long desk in the Library building. She was fairly happy save for the canker that ever gnawed at her heart, and threw herself into her new duties with enhtuslasf, 11 the ghosts of the past haunted her, she tried to lay them in her work, and it was only in the night that she elt herself giving way to the mis- ery that encompassed her. 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CO, oR tte¢aatt was definitely turned, down, never to be reopened, The days slipped into weeks, and the weeks into months, until Sep- tember carte in flaming sunsets and golden harvests. One of Pam's duties at the library was to get out the daily newspapers on the rack in the reading room `before the place open- ed each morning, and she usually came a little early in order to have time to glance through them before doing so. Thus it was that she opened the bundle on one of the last days in September, to see confronting her a flaring announcement of the new comedy to be produced at the Or- pheum, For a moment the print swam in front of her eyes, and the udpe be- came a meaningless blur as sbe saw the familar name splashed across the top of the theatrical page. Tier throat contracted pain- fully, and she felt as if she had been swallowing something het and dry. After a moment, she pulled her- self 'together and: folding the page back, commenced to read the an- nouncement. She had known all along that she must see it some day, It was bound to be advertised, and if she was strictly honest she would have to admit that her motive in coming early to look at the papers had been for that very reason, Subcon- sciously, she had wanted to see it, even though sheknew it was going to hurt, "Tbe Bridge of Boats." A New Comedy in Three Acts. Pam closed her eyes as a a 'itnolerable longing for the hooklip- ed study came over her, She had suggested the title, and could hear in leer memory the words with which Terence had enthuelasticaliy tong.` tulated her. "The very name!" he had cried, and ploking up a red pencil, had scored it across the title sheet in big block letters. The Bridge of Boats! Pam epened her eyes again, and read further, Yes, there was his• name, and—What was this? By Terenre Grant and Pamela Cummings. What did it means? Terence' Grant and Pamlea Cummings? In a flash she knew. Terence had done that for her. Made her co-author,. Given her the credit for the work she had done. For a moment Pam eat stunned, wondering what she was to do. Then a sudden idea atrulk her, she hurriedly seized the paper again and scanned the list of the cast. Only the leading players were mentioned- by name, but that was sufficient, The part of Helen was being played by Sybil. Tracy—and Viola Was not mentioned. Pam felt as if her world was Slip- ping away beneath her feet. Why bad Terence done this? Was it message from him to her. Was it his way of saying he Was—sorry? Her eyes clouded. No, 1t could- n't be that, IL was too late for that. Nothing would ever alter the fact that he had not had slut err. faith in her, (To Be Continued.) csk=SNAPSIIOT0.GUIL KEEPING Correct exposure, as in this snapshot, yields more pleasing pictures. Use an exposure guide. SWINGING out of autumn, why not pause for a moment to total up your season's picture-soore, before you dive into the fun of this winter's picture -taking? Take your recent prints, figure out your batting average, determine your most frequent mistakes—and you will be better able to avoid those errors in the future. How many times were you "struck out" by underexposure? Bring out those underexposed Iilms, and study then. Are they mostly early -morn- ing or late -afternoon shots? If so, you should watch the aun more carefully. When it is near the bora ton, and begins to take on a yellow liege, its light is much weaker—and you should Compensate by using a wider lens opening, or a slotvor shutter speed, Did you underexpose on cloudy days? Light is weaker then, The lot Kole of modern films will take care of reaeonable errors in exposure, but on a dull day it's always safe to open up the lens to tife next larger nark—Le,3 instead of 08, for ex- amplo. If you underexposed on bright, sunny days, when the light was at its beat, you were simply using too sin0ii a lens opening tor your shut ter speed. An inexpensive pocket exposure guide will help proteetyou from such errors—get one, and use it on every Camera excursion. They cost but little—and some are given away free. How about blurred pictures, from subject movement or camera un- steadiness? Here's an easy cure.. Just use a higher shutter speed. If your customary exposure is 1/25 second at f,11, try using 1/50 sec- ond at 1.8 or even 1/100 second at 1,0,3. And another point: when you press the ehttiter release, don't jerk. Hold the camera lirmiy, push the release easily, Pretend you're firing a rifle at a distant target, and the shatter release lever is the trigger. Are your pictures framed cor- rectly? Do they show what you ex- pected? If not, watch that view - tinder! It gives you a "preview" of the picture, Is Poetising correct, de. tails sharply defined? If not, prac- tice Judging distanco, so you don net the camera scale correctly -and try tieing a tape measure or rafiga, Andel' for close -lips, A picture liiventery 10 good camera training, Check your summer Snaps —11010 down your "weak epote".- and you're better Set Per a0ueeosaful Winter enapehot 0011158, 110 John van Gender