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The Exeter Times-Advocate, 1936-07-16, Page 2THVKS1JAY, JV1.Y lOtll, l»3tt THE EXETER TIMES-ADVOCATE "V WHAT HAS GONE BEFORE Yesterday Judith Pennet signed a contract to appear at the Golden Bubble, a night club, as an enter tainer. She will be billed as “The Good Penny”, a nicknae newspap ermen attached to her during the sensational trial of her father, Chester Pennet. Chester was con victed of embezzling $50,000 from . the bank where he worked as ca shier and is now in the peniten tiary. Judith’s mother has run • away with a lover to live abroad. Judith has broken her engagement to Spencer Owen because he does not believe absolutely, as she does, ■ in her father’s innocence. But. she is in love with Spencer still and dreams of him at night rather than Sam Emory, who owns the night .club, or the powerful Gilbert Saunders, a politician connected with the club, whom she hopes to use in establishing her father’s in nocence. Every one has deserted her in one way or another during the scandal except the faithful Aunt Mary, her father’s spinster sister. Aunt Mary, down from years in eVrmont, has an honest relish for adventure and isn't the least bit shocked at Judith’s fu ture plans. . . . “You and Mr. Saunders, seem to have talked about me a lot,” Judith] •put in. “W"e sure have. Gil’s fell hard for you and he ain’t never seen you yet. Just read the papers about you and sent me over to see you yesterday. Oil’s busy, and then he is funny too. Seems like he is always being dis appointed in people, so he puts off seeing them as long as he can and makes up pretty pictures about them so pretty he’s always being disap pointed when he does meet them.” “He will not be disappointed in Judith.” Aunt Mary’s voice was loyal “I’m thinking he won’t be myself, ■Sam agreed. “Ain’t she a good penny right straight through?” He looked admiringly at Judy. “Sound in wind and limb as you are your self,”' and he passed the admiring look on to Aunt Mary. - *. .z . . . Aunt “The old grayfiling and Sam’s Mary anSJ’^ut again. ^u®5tJu’re a card,” he said to Aunt Mary. “A regular card. Well, I guess I better be going.” He shook hands with Aunt Mary, (with Judith. “Good-bye, Mr. Emory, Judith said. “Now you see here,” he kept hold of her hand. “The ‘mister’ is out. You call me Sam. Every one does. We don’t like all them formal han dles at the Golden Bubble.” Judith smiled. “All right. I’ll try.’ “No use you’re giving anybody the ■high hat,” Sam warned. “We are all like that down there. You’ll be Ju dith or Penny, I’m Sam. Gil’s Gil— remember that when you meet him,” “I’ll try,” Judith said again and went with him to the door. Aunt Mary’s Opinion He was a funny figure, towselled head, great lumbering frame, going down the walk. Aunt Mary watched him climb into a car that looked like an armored car on wheels. “He’s quite a man,” she said. ‘He reminds me of my Great-Uncle Amos who was so big they never could put any one else on the same side of the table -with him.” Judith looked at her curiously. “Weren’t you shocked?” she asked. “At what? Maybe I was when you held your legs out like you did, but then that’s no more, than if you Were going swimming some place in public. No I wasn’t much shocked. That Sam man’s honest. And then,” Aunt Mary smiled to herself with a certain satisfaction, “I’ve been out of things quite a lot up there in Ver mont, I’ll have a lot to tell when I get back there,” “Maybe you won’t ever go back,” Judy suggested. “Oh, yes I will. You’ll get mar ried some day. Why maybe you’ll marry this Gilbert Saunders we heard so much about this afternoon. The one that is so interested in you he doesn’t even want to seeryou too soon.” r “He has a lot of power in a^good many ways,” Judith spoke musingly. Aunt Mary gave her a shrewd look. “That is the kind of person you want to know if you are going to help Chester, isn’t it?” “Yes, it is. Maybe he’ll be at re hearsal tomorrow, I rather hope he Js, for somehow I’ve a feeling that he’s going to be mixed up in my life a good deal.’ They were still standing by the door and Aunt Mary gave an ex clamation. “There’s that dratted Owen boy,” she said. “You go on up stairs Judith and leave me to deal with him. He’s going to quit both ering you, if I have anything to do with it.” Judith went. But the thought of Spencer being turned away from her door troubled her. And it was of him, not of Sam and the Golden Bubble, nor of the powerful Gilbert Saunders, nor of the ghostlike figure of her father, that she dreamed that night. CHAPTER VHI Just when Aunt Mary got any sleep Judith couldn’t be sure, for when she woke at 8 the next morn ing it was to find the dismantling of the house well under way. She dress ed to the sound of harfllmering by an odd-job man, breakfasted to the thumping of furniture being carried off to an auction sale, told Aunt Mary good-bye to the swish of rugs being dragged across floors. Aunt Mary -was to find" them a small apart ment that day. By Friday they ■would be moved, the big elaborate house that Judith had called home for so long would have taken its place in the limbo of other old me mories. She thought of this with a feeling that was half pain, half ex citement, as she went down the street. It took an effort for her not to hold her head unnaturally high, even more of an effort to meet the cur ious stares of old friends and ac quaintances with just the right cas ual word of greeting. It wasn’t until she was on the subway to downtown New York where the costumer was located that she realized the founda tion of her most acute nervousness. Some day, some where, she would come face to face with Spencer again The chances were strongest in these next three or four days. After the Bayville house was closed the oppor- (unities -get these next few days then,” thought Judy, “I’ll be safe.” The hour at the costumer’s was te dious and left her fatigued and de pressed. A little frightened, too, for I immediately she must go on to the ■ Golden Bubble for her first rehear- ' sal. She knew where the club was [just out of New York.City, just in Long Island, a littie to close to Bay ville for comfort, but that couldn’t be helped. She stood at one end of the dance floor watching, while a man in sweat shirt and soiled slacks j put a group of girls through a rou tine. First Rehearsal “Once more,” he would bark -while . the pianist thumped out the chorus of a song and the girls lifted their | feet indifferently and sang out of ,the sides of their mouths about “and if you haven't any, we’ll give you a good penny . . . there she is, fair, she is, curly-headed honey for your 1 money.” It came to Judith with a shock that they were singing about her. Sam saw her as she shrank back against the wall. He came towards her, his hands held out, grabbed her took her into the midst of the chorus and made a general introduction. “Get into your rompers and get out here,” he directed: “Then we can go through the whole number.” “Rompers?” Judy was bewildered. One of the girls nearly laughed, “I’ll lend you some,” she offered. “She awful green, Sam. Here, Penny you come with me.” Judith smiled at her. “It’s nice of you.” They went through a hall behind the main danceroom, dimly lighted, filled with props for the revue the Golden Bubble put on twice each night, “I’m Poppy Allen.” the chorine said. “Say that’s a swell number we’re working up for you. Got a catchy tune, don’t you think? Only thing is I said we ought to throw out a handful of pennies when we finished, but Sam said nerts, we might hit somebody in the eye. What you think?” “I wouldn’t,” said Judith, “I’ve a rotten aim.” Poppy giggled. “You go a quick line, haven’t you? Here we are, you dress in there.” She pointed to a little room with a faded star painted over its door. “Boss’s orders. I heard Gil tell .Sam myself this morning.” “Oh, Gil! That’s Mr. Saunders,” ( calves of her legs were numb. The “Yeah, that’s Mr. Saunders,” Pop- whole thing was distressingly ragged py’s imitation of Judith’s inflection* at this stage. The chorus master rag 1 ed, the girls grumbled, Sam padded around making suggestions that no one heeded. It seemed impossible that anything the public could enjoy i would ever come out of the chaos of those rehearsals. As t'he work grew more routine to Judith she found she could think of something else tp re lieve the tedious monotony of the movements to be gone through. And it was in one of those periods that it occurred to her that Sam could be of help in a very practical manner, .She went to him before going home. “.Sam,” she said., “do me a favor.” This was the accepted way of addressing ,Sam when you wanted something from him, she had found, “Sure, Penny. What?” “Tell me the name of a good de tective.” Sam’s mouth opened wide before he said, “Wliadda you want a dick for?” Judith’s face grew serious. “Listen Sam. You know why I took this job because I want to get my father out of jail. Well, I can’t do it alone. I have to have help tective’s the place Sam rubbed his “There’s a guy,” Teller—'funny name for a dick, ain’t it—well, he’s done some jobs for Gil, ancl Gil says he’s good. I don’t know myself, but says could introduce you to “Would you, Sam? Mr. Saunders, wouldn’t “No, Gil wouldn’t mind. Tell you what, I’ll give Harve a ring an’ ast him to come over here rehearsal time tomorrow. You two can use my Restless which wo follow in tho pursuit of wealth, position and pleasure. Late hours, want of necessary rest, excessive mental or physical exertion all put a strain on tho system it is unable to withstand. No wonder then you pass restless nights and get up in the morning with no ambition to go about your daily tasks, Take Milburn’s 2, & N. Pills and see what they Will do for you. was perfect. “You stand in with' him, don’t you?” “I’ve never met him,” Judith an swered, “but I want to. Is he here this morning ” “No. He left right after we got started practising. You should’ve come earlier.” “What's he like?” Judith held a pair of black sateen rompers in one hand and spoke over her shoulder, the doorknob to the star dressing room tight in her .other hand. ’ Poppy shrugged. “O.K. if he likes you. Cold as hell if he don’t.” Judith disappeared into her dress ing room. She felt unmercifully self- conscious when, she came out. The practice rompers exposed fully as much of the nice white skin and the slim, shapely legs as Sam could wish. He looked her up and down approv ingly. The chorines stared. The dancing master put her out in front and showed her a simple routine to go through. The rehearsal was on. Judith was breathless at the end of ten minutes. It wasn’t so bad, she thought, no worse really than a div ing exhibition at school or a field hockey game, except that people came there to watch the sport rather than the girls that took part in it. O. K. by Sum The girls were friendly, not partic ularly curious, for they were used to having t'he sensation of the moment appeal’ briefly at the Golden Bubble, then vanish when that particular ex citement died away, while they as regulars stayed on. Ry the end of an hour Judith had lost her self consciousness. This was, she was surprised to find, work. It had its routine, just as any other work had and, iseen close, there wasn’t much glamour to it. She had’just gone back to 'her place in the final re hearsal of the day when the door opened to admit, of all people, Aunt Mary. Placid and wholesome as a sound Winter apple, she came across- the room, selected a table at which pre sumably that nig'ht champagne would be served and took out her knitting. Some of the girls giggled. Judith waved a hand. Sam went to talk to her and the giggles died. The new comer might look like a rube, but if Sam O.K.’d her presence it was well to watch steps all around.Aunt Mary knitted -^«ut=arted- . wow and men she glanced up from her stitches to watch, but her look was one of interest, not disap proval. The rehearsal finished and the call given for the next rehearsal, Judith -went to speak to her. “I got a- place to live about three blocks from here.” Aunt Mary an nounced. “Then I 'had a hankering to see what a night club’s like, so I came on over, could -when he terday.” “You ought Sam told her. Aunt Mary shook head. “I'm not likeyl to. I go to bed pretty early most nights, and then I’m not one to go where I don’t belong.” “We get a lot of old ladies in here,” Sam protested. “Yes, with paint on and all dolled up like daugher. When I dress black silk. It’s becoming to my Judith asked. “Did you enjoy practising, Aunt Mary?” “Yes, but I’ll come watch more. Just now heart set on finishing I’ve Started. They’re for addressed Sam “For me!” “Yes. When day about how I just made up my mind to fix you some good wool socks. Then you’ll have to wear a little bigger shoes and it’ll ease your feet and you’ll feel better.” (A queer expression passed over Sam Emory’s face. The rolls of fat quivered. “That’s the swellest thing anybody’s done for me since I was knee high to a beer bottle. I sure thank you, Aunt Mary.” “You’ll thank me more later. I’m going to make you a change for every day, and I guarantee your health’ll improve tremendous. Promised Help Sam nodded humbly. He was deep ly moved and Judith looked at Aunt Mary with a new respect. It was strange how neatly she fitted into this garish place. She seemed to bring her own amosphere with her, “You’ll have to meet Gil,” Sam said, “you won’t like him, but you oughta meet him.” “He wasn’t here this morning?” Judith had a feeling that Aunt Mary put some hidden Significance into the question. “No. lie’s waiting for the big night, He’ll be here at the opening Saturday. You’d better come, too, Aunt Mary, Let me trade you a swell new evening dress for them socks you’re knitting for me, and you be among’those present when the good penny starts to strut her stuff.” Aunt Mary shook her head firmly “No. But I’ll come in mornings to •Watch now and then. Judith, if you are finished We’d better get home again. There’s a lot of telegrams and mail and such waiting there for you. “Don’t take any rubber checks,” said Sam cheerfully, seeing them off The following day Judith spent entirely at rehearsed her throat 7 WHEN USING FLY PADS READ D RECTIONS CAREFULLY AND _ FOLLOW THEM EXACTLY PACKET10 al Driigg WH THE WILSON General Stores* MORE? PAD CO., Hamilton, Ont. ExrUr QJiines-AhiuHate Established 1873 and 1887 at Exeter, Ontario Published every Thursday morning SUBSCRIPTION-— $2:00 per year in advance RATE'S—Farm or Real Estate for sale 50c. each insertion for first ..-four insertions. 25c. each subse- i* ;quent insertion. Miscellaneous ar- . ticles. 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